Saturday, June 28, 2008

Wake Up America...

What Else Can Be Said???



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I'm Blind.....

Anybody Ever Heard Of A "Seeing Eye Dachshund?"


Picture me and Missy the Turbo Pup, wandering down the sidewalk toward you while I carry a sign saying "Will Design Steel For (Dog) Food."

After all is said and done, that's all it's really about...isn't it?

Friday, June 27, 2008

Good Global News

Advancements In Nuclear Disarmament...


The Good News is that I just heard that the little troll dictator in North Korea tore a cooling tower down there in their "absolutely positively Nuclear Arms free" country:




The bad news is that they replaced it with this Hip "Earth Friendly Green Model:




I know you'll be as happy about this development as I am...

Sniveling Liberals Anti-Gun Weenines Progressives Still Sniveling

Second Amendment Still Intact...


Just in case you were wondering, history indicates that in this country most people--at least someone in every household or family--has owned one or more guns since there was any history to be written post European invasion settlement.

Prior to that, as I understand it, here in North America and "New Mexico" (a.k.a. the Southwest) the Indians Native Americans produced their own spears or bows/arrows as their weapons of choice when conducting their drive-by shootings gallop by on a horse shootings.

Imagine if we were still stuck in that situation today and your local and national politicians kept passing legislation banning the possession of the common mineral Flint used to make spear points and arrowheads?

Instead of lamenting baggy pants and rap/hip-hop/rock music-- parents, pundits, politicians, and news reporters would still be debating the collection and ownership of what...

ROCKS?

Fast forward to yesterday, and I'm quite pleased to comment here about Article Four of the originally proposed twelve articles (a.k.a the Second Amendment included in what today is called The Bill of Rights) being upheld by the US Supreme Court.

Specifically, the Supremes reported the final outcome of taking a couple of months long look at the "Constitutionality" of Washington DC's strict 1976 gun control law.

In case you don't remember, our Nation's highest court had already started down the slippery slope of Judicial regulation of firearms in the 1939 legal case regulating the ownership of sawed off shotguns (i.e. scatter guns with barrels less than 18" long) in The United States vs. Miller, an analysis of the decision repeated here for your consideration:

In United States v. Miller, the Court sustained a statute requiring registration under the National Firearms Act of sawed-off shotguns.

After reciting the original provisions of the Constitution dealing with the militia, the Court observed that ''[w]ith obvious purpose to assure the continuation and render possible the effectiveness of such forces the declaration and guarantee of the Second Amendment were made. It must be interpreted with that end in view.'' The significance of the militia, the Court continued, was that it was composed of ''civilians primarily, soldiers on occasion.''

It was upon this force that the States could rely for defense and securing of the laws, on a force that ''comprised all males physically capable of acting in concert for the common defense,'' who, ''when called for service . . . were expected to appear bearing arms supplied by themselves and of the kind in common use at the time.''

Therefore, ''[i]n the absence of any evidence tending to show that possession or use of a 'shotgun having a barrel of less than 18 inches in length' at this time has some reasonable relationship to the preservation or efficiency of a well- regulated militia, we cannot say that the Second Amendment guarantees the right to keep and bear such an instrument. Certainly it is not within judicial notice that this weapon is any part of the ordinary military equipment or that its use could contribute to the common defense.''

OK, let's digress for a minute...

Here's the wording of "The Second Amendment":

"A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed."

While I'll agree that the old dudes wearing the white powdered wigs could have been a little more precise with their language, I still think that their meaning is clear.

Think about this issue with me for a minute, because I agree with part of the Supreme Court's earlier decision while thinking that they still managed to wimp out in the end when they reported their verdict.

Back in the seventeenth and eighteenth century...heck...even into the late 1800's when they put the Confederate Army together, when called to arms men people showed up at the courthouse square and the local armory with their own canteen and rifle. They usually brought along one or more pistols and a few knives on their person while they were at it.

The Sargent or the General didn't line everyone up and call them to attention only to walk along the rank and file complaining about the quality of a given weapon or the length of its barrel, did they?

I suppose that if you did show up at a muster and didn't have a suitable gun the government might manage to help you borrow one from one of your fellow militia men persons or even supply one of the few "loaners" they had on hand.

Imagine running across hedge rows and fortifications with a flintlock rifle with the stock painted OSHA orange and the words "R E N T A L" or "L O A N E R" burned into the stock?

But I digress...

I did a little Googling and found that the Army National Guard dates from The Massachusetts Bay colony in 1636, BUT....

Since the early governments weren't really into income redistribution confiscation of my money for my own good taxing their people heavily in order to buy tanks and airplanes and guns, a "well regulated Militia" basically DEPENDED on a "BYOG" (bring your own gun) program in order to avoid having to resort to throwing rocks at their adversaries or borrowing the Indians Native Americans' spears and bows and arrows to support a good battle up there in Boston or Lexington and Concord.

You know, come to think of it, that's probably where the idea of having a cannon or other artillery piece sitting around outside the local armory or National Guard headquarters probably comes from. While they had a "BYOG" policy, it wasn't very practical to have a "BYOC" or "BYOT" ("bring your own Cannon" or "bring your own tank") policy because of the cost and inconvenience.

I suspect that back in 1776 the cannon sitting out by the sidewalk actually worked, and was subject to actually firing a few cannon balls in anger or on the fourth of July instead of having its barrel filled with concrete or hosting a birds nest each summer.

Today all those old rusty guns do is give the local "Vets" and "Vet Wannabes" a place to stand around and slosh cheep Scotch and Bourbon on their shoes while telling wildly animated stories about their days spent mobilized with the Alabama National guard in the wilds of Ft. Rucker's Officers' Club.

Also, today, if you actually tried to own your own Cannon or Tank, you'd most likely find an image of yourself being broadcast on the local 11 O'clock news being dragged from your home by the local SWAT team while the "professional media" described your arsenal of semi-automatic weapons found in your bedroom under your Lynyrd Skynyrd album collection.

So any way, if my six guns were residing here with me on the banks of the Mighty Tennessee River rather than hiding on the farm in Alabama, I'd take them all out of the cases, boxes, and other resting places and pet them and clean them in a reassuring manner.

I absolutely believe that the Supremes got it half right in their 5-4 decision (having left the door open for further consideration and limitations in the future.)

The Courts and the other members of law enforcement need to spend more time enforcing the existing well founded laws, punishing people that commit crimes with guns--handguns or those of the BB variety--and less time trying to take guns of any shape, form, caliber, barrel lenght, or other description auto loading or otherwise out of the hands of upstanding law abiding citizens.

Just imagine if Owl Gore had been elected in 2000 and instead of Roberts and Alito we had a couple of the idiots currently sitting on the United States District Court for the Northern District of California residing on the US Supreme Court today?

World disorder and high gas prices aside...THINGS COULD BE A LOT WORSE... in this Redneck's considered opinion.


That will be all...for now...

Thursday, June 26, 2008

My Oculus Dexter Is Overlooking My Oculus Sinister

(My Right Eye Offends Me...Or Something Like That In Latin...)


OK, excuse my Latin this morning, although I do know that "Oculus Dexter" and "Oculus Sinister" in Latin means right eye and left eye respectively.

The other thing that I know is that twelve to fourteen hour days spent sitting in front of a couple of computer monitors is starting to take it's toll. Thank God I have a 22" flat screen on the CAD machine at work, and my HP notebook is a 17" wide screen--in the old days that amount of time spent looking at a crappy low res 13" monitor I'd have already gone blind by now.

Regardless, I have two deadlines--one Friday and one Monday coming up and the rhetoric is getting shrill from both the Client and my own management about the ramifications of missing either milestone.

Problem is, I'm currently the last cog in the chain of gears forming our twirling "engineering transmission" and all I can do is wait for information to flow into my workspace so I can digest it and convert it into calculations or drawings.

As of yesterday the layout of almost two thirds of a mile of giant round duct work was still changing. And the as built's of the old Electrostatic Precipitator that's been finished and on line for nearly a year now--playing second fiddle to the aforementioned duct system.

Time to grab a shower and head into the office before the phones start ringing and the sun comes up and reminds me of the sun tan I don't have this year.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Two Door Knobs Short Of A Full Load

Cursed By Home Depot Inventory Control...


I've just made my fifth...no...make that FIFTH trip to Home Depot looking to complete the new door installation project that began several weeks ago.

Usually I say that any given project requires three trips to the home improvement store:

One trip to buy what you THINK that you need.

A second trip to go back and buy the stuff that you REALLY needed in the first place.

And then one final trip to return all of the crap you bought that you didn't need in the first place or even in the end.

I sometimes just keep the left over stuff. Some day I'll open my own mini Home Depot store in my basement.

Any way...I have four new doors with four new knobs right now, and then I have an entry closet door and an office door that have 2-1/2" peep holes midget high.

Dang it...

Due To Circumstances Beyond My Control

Today Is Officially Cancelled...


Well..maybe not...Feel free to entertain yourselves while I do some overtime.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Classic Carlin

I'm Lazy This Morning...


Here, take a look at one of George's classics:

Monday, June 23, 2008

George Carlin

He's Making More Room For More "Stuff"...


"Honesty may be the best policy, but it’s important to remember that apparently, by elimination, dishonesty is the second-best policy."

"Just when I discovered the meaning of life, they changed it."

"Weather forecast for tonight: Dark. Continued dark overnight, with widely scattered light by morning."

"If it requires a uniform, it’s a worthless endeavor."

"By and large, language is a tool for concealing the truth."

"Isn’t it a bit unnerving that doctors call what they do “practice”?"

"I don’t like to think of laws as rules you have to follow, but more as suggestions.

"I think it’s the duty of the comedian to find out where the line is drawn and cross it deliberately."

" Don Ho can sign autographs 3.4 times faster than Efrem Zimbalist Jr."

"In America, anyone can become president. That’s the problem."

" The real reason that we can’t have the Ten Commandments in a courthouse: You cannot post “Thou shalt not steal,” “Thou shalt not commit adultery,” and “Thou shalt not lie” in a building full of lawyers, judges, and politicians. It creates a hostile work environment."

"Most people work just hard enough not to get fired and get paid just enough money not to quit."

"Most of the time people feel okay. Probably it’s because at the moment they’re not actually dying."

"So far, this is the oldest I’ve been."

"I’m always relieved when someone is delivering a eulogy and I realize I’m listening to it."

You didn't have to agree with everything he said or how he said it, but he was funny...I don't care who you are...




R.I.P. Mr. Carlin (5/12/37-6/22/08)

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Are You an A**Hole?

You Know Who You Are...

I was just watching the start of today's NASCAR race out on the Left Coast in Sonoma, CA.

First I thought it sucked that the PA announcer actually has to ask people to stand and remove their hats for the prayer and singing of our National Anthem.

Then again...the beer and tequila has taken effect and most good ole boys with any sense and rasin' will comply when reminded.

When the TV camera panned through the crowd I saw a bunch of men who were obviously too important ( or just plain stupid) to take off their hats.

MY ever greying, ever balding head looks pretty bad on it's best day, and it certainly looks even worse when I've had a hat on and sweat my way through whatever process I've elected to undertake at a given moment, but...

NO ONE is important enough to leave their hat on while others are speaking to their Maker and saluting the flag of the country that guarantees your right to be a stupid freaking A**hole.

DAMMIT

That will be all...for now...