This oughta keep you busy for a while. Major hat tip to faithful contributor MJR, who went on a link-hunting tear this week.
It’s not surprising, but so pathetic. Data analysis proves what the hackers claimed and everyone should have suspected: There were almost no women using Ashley Madison.
I have an email out to Stewart Rhodes to learn more about this Oath Keepers controversy. Frankly, stopping this march by black gun owners in Ferguson doesn’t sound like something Oath Keepers would do.
Forgotten history: In 1863 there was an effort to organize sleeper cells against the tyrant Lincoln for his destruction of the Constitution and operation of a giant (for the times) surveillance network.
Finally, here’s a free ebook download for you from Sparks31 on modern survivalism and communications for III-percenters. I haven’t read this yet, but looks interesting. Donations or other useful actions suggested in exchange.
Another puppycide by cop. Another example of sociopathic contempt for life, including human life. This in the City of Brotherly Love.
Any maroon who’d sign up with an adultery website, handing over all manner of personal details in the process, is probably dumb enough to deserve this. And it’s yet another opportunity to snicker at that ubiquitous commercial Christian, Josh Duggar. (Less amusing is that some in their faction would prefer to blame and punish Duggar’s wife while being more inclined to forgive him.)
How well do you know Gandalf from Dumbledore? I was thinking about that while re-reading the Harry Potter books recently, so naturally I had to steal this when Wendy McElroy posted it.
The 2015 Human Freedom Index from Cato, the Frasier Institute, and three other think tanks around the world. Once again, the U.S. doesn’t crack the top 10.
“I Made an Untraceable Ghost Gun” by Andy Greenberg via Wired. I missed this when it came out in June and Mr. And Mrs. Furrydoc just sent it my way. Fascinating and unbiased account from a mechanically uninclined experimenter.
The drug war should go, but some efforts to legalize weed don’t seem a whole lot better. Ohio’s proposal would — how cozy! — put the core of the industry into the hands of a handful of wealthy backers, who have a monopoly conveniently built into the initiative and have already snapped up the only 10 grow sites allowed.
I wouldn’t normally blog the death of a pro wrestler. But Rowdy Roddy Piper, who just died, age 61, also starred in John Carpenter’s terrific, underrated, and oh-so-apt freedomista social satire, They Live.
You might be surprised to learn that single-family housing is nothing more than a racist, classist plot. In Seattle, anyhow. (Sigh. Another formerly livable city is about to complete its spiral down the tubes.)
Partly this is to do with the protracted deathwatch for Robbie. He’s 14 and hasn’t been in good health for a long time. His “doggie Alzheimers” gives him anxiety attacks that increasingly override his pharmacopia of meds. He’s got bad legs that look like they shouldn’t hold him up (but somehow do). Now add a hacking cough of mystery origin. But he’s still happy, hungry, and eager to go for walks. Never mind that he spends more time sniffing and peeing than actually walking.
So hard to know what to do or when to do it. Meantime, I’m giving him plenty of extra attention and I’m grateful for furrydoc, from whose clinic I adopted him in 2002. She has lovingly cared for him since he was a cocky young bully and will soon come to the house to give a now-sweet old dog a peaceful farewell.
I’ve also been working on the “Mo Inspiration” table, which is benefiting from paints and other goodies MamaLiberty sent. Expect to have pix of the finished piece later this week.
In spare moments I’m reading Jackie Clay’s Autumn of the Loons, second in her series of westerns featuring Jess Hazzard.
Autumn is a better, more confident novel than Summer of the Eagles. In this volume, Jess returns from a hunting trip to find his beloved wife Julie raped and beaten and their four-year-old son Keith kidnapped. Jess heads out on a relentless pursuit of a villain who has suddenly emerged from Julie’s past.
If you recall Jess’ character from the first book, you’ll know the meaning of “relentless.”
Well done, Jackie. And more to come.
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Update on my efforts to destroy the Evil Wasp Civilization. As a couple of people suggested, I was attempting some live-and-let live with the stragglers who survived my first attempt to obliterate the wasps’ nest on the front of my house.
Then Saturday when I was just passing by on the way to walk the dogs, one of the rogues dive-bombed me. Got me on the hand and the chin. That night I donned my spacesuit and hit them again with wasp killer. Sunday afternoon I was able to knock the main part of the nest off the wall with a long pole. A few hardy holdouts were still inside. Tough little critters.
Ironically, the only stings from this adventure were the ones I got while minding my own business. While I was in the act of attempting to wipe out the wasps and all their works, they were utterly uninterested in my existence.
It appears there may be a link between SSRI antidepressants and birth defects. But not to worry. Even though some SSRIs may more than double your baby’s chance of being born without a brain, it’s still a small risk.
Though I gasp at his apparent belief that U.S. cops aren’t hardass enough, Kevin D. Williamson is once again perspicacious. He says we’re seeing “peak leftism.” We can surely hope so, because if the current crop of ranters and banners goes much farther, we’ll end up with full-blown fascism.