This is why we cannot register, will not allow confiscation, and must return this type of violation with over arching unequal force.
People often look at me askance when I tell them I’m a Christ follower. It’s no surprise that I slip and stumble eleven times as much “out in the world” as I do anywhere else – at home, with the Church, around family. So, I will direct you here first. It’s very simple. Read it, once, or even twice and just give it a few minutes of thought.
Originally posted on Western Rifle Shooters Association:
ABC News: Nevada Cattle Rancher Wins ‘Range War’ With Feds
…”Based on information about conditions on the ground and in consultation with law enforcement, we have made a decision to conclude the cattle gather because of our serious concern about the safety of employees and members of the public,” BLM director Neil Kornze said in a statement…
Bravo Zulu to all concerned.
I don’t usually do posts like this, as both of you (both my readers) will see if you read back a ways. But it’s fitting…
It’s zero five thirty and I’m in my kitchen reading up on the Bundy Ranch invasion. I’m miles away, safely tucked up in my house, listening to my cat chase a fake mouse around because she’s a nocturnal sociopath, all while my family sleep quietly in bed. I wonder how it will be if things go “Operational” and we have to move. Things wont be safe even in small towns. They’ll be safe-r in rural areas but sometimes that just means you have more ground to cover with less resources… I wonder how Cliv is doing… I wonder what he stocked away? Did he cache something in his youth, just in case, store over some equipment at a friends house? My combat corgi is doing his rounds, making sure we’re okay up here in the kitchen. He usually posts up outside my daughter’s bedroom doors… I wonder what that would be like for them. Getting the door battered down, having a full stack of SWAT “officers” file in while their playing Mario Kart Wii… I hate having to think about that. But I do. It’s almost a responsibility at this point. I choose to make my voice heard. I choose to say I disagree, in a law abiding manner. I choose to make a difference… It’s even working. Recently I teamed up with a friend and I’ve been helping him with a few administrative tasks, The Hoss, is the kind of guy you want to work for. He treats his people good. He’s also not a micro-manager, which is good for both of us… I wonder if the Bundy family is sleeping in their own beds tonight? I should put a cache together for us at a few friends houses… I need to go workout while it’s quiet… My cynical side is telling me that I’m not a rancher with land the BLM, or whatever is behind them, wants so there’s no need for caching. But I bet that’s what the Jewish watch maker said about the Jewish butcher down the street. I’m not a butcher so I don’t have to worry, they’re only looking for butchers… Pretty sure that’s how that went. The normalcy bias kicked in and everything went sideways from there. Yep… Pretty sure that’s how that went… I think I need to go do some more prepping. Chiefly, more food, armor and more ammo. Then I’m going to go and shoot up a lot of that ammo, because it’s not going to do me any good just sitting there because I can’t run my gun… I think it’s going to be a long winter.
I’ll leave you with this, from a subject matter expert on the Constitution:
“A free people ought not only to be armed but disciplined; to which end a uniform and well digested plan is requisite: And their safety and interest require that they should promote such manufactories, as tend to render them independent on others, for essential, particularly for military supplies.”
—George Washington’s First Annual Message to Congress (January 8, 1790)
I’m going to be working on something that isn’t new: a take down AR15. Not revolutionary by any means but a new and necessary project for me. I need an AR in a more transportable package until I can get my AR15. So, today, I’m getting materials. We’ll see where this goes.