sumpin a lil difnt.

I have been posting about the land and the experience of building my gulch lately; very little about the politics and Elitist in the District of Criminals. I felt that there are some readers of this blog(you know who you are, the ones with the blocked IP's in Arlington and Roanoke) that could use some insight as to why I have forgone the political diatribe.

Before I start that though, I would like to cheer Barry and Michelle on with their current exploits. Keep it up guys, I am really liking seeing the 4th estate depicting you as the Aristocracy of the French Elite of the 1700's. Feel free to rape our country of as much value as you can on your endless vacations and globe trotting. Each penny you spend is adding another inch to the noose that will hang you and every other Power grabbing ass-wipe in DC.

Now, where was I? Ah, Why I 'Don't give a shit' any longer.

Mayberry will know where this comes from, as will others upon reading it. I will illiterate a bit though as it is really just an extension of my previous beliefs.

GOVERNMENT IS THE ENEMY OF FREEDOM.
As a freedom loving person of the species Homo Sapien, I have certain NEEDS. These tend to be common ground among others of the same species. These needs are fairly basic. Food, Shelter, Companionship. As an individual of a species(any species) My goals are to improve my position in life so that I can breed. To continue my line within the species. This is as simple as it gets. What a person in the H.S. species does to improve that position has been in transition since time out of mind. Originally in the Time of Og and Ugh, it was who could get more rabbits and wood. Now, its whom can gather the most wampum.(or so society would like you to believe.) The premise is still the same. Improve your position in life, attract a mate, and Breed. The better you are at that, the more likely your line in the species will come to expand, possibly even dominate. (if anyone would like to argue that; Explain why Sex sells so well in our society. Think about it.)

Keep that in mind for the rest of this.

Self defense is covered under the 2nd Amendment. It isn't directly called that since it was written in a time when EVERY SINGLE PERSON WITH A BRAIN understood the concept of a polite society.('step on my toes and I will kill you' kind of thing) See, there was a time when if your neighbor wanted your food, he could ask for it, trade for it or steal it.(Nothing has really changed has it?) You could give it to him, barter with him, or, if in the last case: Collect his hide in exchange. It wasn't until we started getting into groups larger than Family or Tribe that things started getting sticky. That's where Religion and Government started rearing their ugly heads.
Some will argue that Government is a necessity. Keep on believing that. The police were originally set up to keep on eye on the cave/hut/corral so that the others could go work the fields.(it may go even further back than that with the original 'fire-watch') The police weren't there to enforce the law; they were there "to serve and protect". (remember those words on the police cars? Ever see them anymore?)(if you do, what are they serving?(tickets and subpoena's) or protecting?(the elected elite))
Well, with the growth of Government, came taxes(with religion came tithes). In every instance of Massive Government Growth came larger and larger taxes. NO EXCEPTIONS. The monkeys wish to be taken care of and give willingly.

Facts are, Taxes are legalized theft, Theft is an assault, assault is an act of war, and since the early part of the last century, our Government has been at war with its own people. Billy Beck said it best with " At the bottom of every stack of paperwork in the Govt. is a loaded .45"
If that last paragraph labels me as "domestic terrorist", well, I have been called worse by better people than our elected.

I could go on and on about Government being the enemy. There are so many ways that it has encroached upon us and made life nearly impossible for those with hidden wings. I won't go there though. I have found my gulch, Extremely little red-tape to deal with to build(septic system only) and near people of similar mind about freedom.
Now if only I could convince my Dad that SMALL is better.(he so wants me to build a McMansion on that spot. NOT GONNA HAPPEN!)

LAZY and no Excuses

Its been a couple of weeks since I last updated. NO EXCUSES.

Unless you also show that I have spent the last week trying to get a truck with a FUBARed clutch back on the road with little to no money. LOL the advantages of being a McGyver are an untold advantage when you're BROKE.

So today despite weather reports claiming absolute Crap weather I went to the range. Its been since April 22 since I was last there and I had done some more fine tuning to the SKS trigger assembly. So here is the report of that.
(note: I was good. I didn't go hog wild with blowing Ammo down range. Just enough)

Key notes on rifle. removed one more coil off Trigger spring during hiatus. Rifle had been knocked off wall by Rude neighbor that can't figure out how to close a door and not slam it. In fall it 'dinged' the rear sight enough to bend one ear. Fixed this and prayed that it wasn't completely screwed.

Two Targets at 100M. 8" black splatter type. Firing Wolf black box so I am not expecting tight patterns. 15-25MPH gusts from left rear. Line is cold.(on a saturday WOOT!)

First round. Click!
Dammit. Now the trigger spring is too light and not hitting these damned Berdan Primers hard enough. Clear the chamber and check the round. No other issues so I reload it first in line to try again.
BOOM! Now thats what I wanted to hear. 3 clicks left and center.
Next round fires no issues. again 3 clicks left.
Go ahead and finish off that mag while the wind started picking up. One thing that I don't like about this range is that with the Berms cross winds can actually effect elevation too. The last 4 rounds out of the mag are 2 inches right and 7 inches High. This isn't because of a trigger jerk either. I know the difference. Reload a mag and the wind drops off.(at this time two 'shooters' arrive)
Target 2 back to the same area I was at before the wind. No its not the rifle or me getting 'jerky'. Call a cease fire so that new shooters can set up and I can change my targets.

Long story short. in the next HOUR I get off 2 20 round mags in rapid fire and target acquisition while 'Shooter Boy' 5 spaces down monkeys with his scope that he didn't set up at home. I am trying to be nice since during cease fires you have to leave the rifles 'bolt open' on the bench while you step behind the line. After one hour and this dude hasn't fired one shot I decide that I am done. Done being nice and done shooting for the day. Cease fire! I get flipped off.

Least to say we both left at the same time. The range master saw it and gave this guy the Boot. I didn't have to say a friggin word.

Rule one. When going to the range have your shit ready to use. If its not DON'T do it on the line. Thats just friggin rude. Granted I had a 'light trigger' going on but I didn't stop shooting. ( 5 FTF's in all and all of them fired second time through. Added two spacers to the trigger spring when I came home to bring the tension back up. Will recheck laters and take a couple more with me 'just in case')

Meanwhile in my Home life, Still unemployed and now going on the Public Dole. Not a proud moment in my life. Discussion on it can be found here.

David Codrea is asking for some sympathy that I am willing to lend to the best of my abilities. When you get a chance go check him out at Examiner. Going to set up a link in the side bar for future use (when and if this blog takes off LOL )