Let them eat garbage...

The Senate vote yesterday showed that some senators actually have a few brain cells left.
But from the editorials in today's papers many big city editors don't.

Dana Milbank of the Washington post wrote "Courage was in short supply" of the Senators who voted against the attack on the second amendment.  --True courage would be standing on founding principles when others want to attack freedom in the name of safety.

New York Times editors wrote "The Senate Fails Americans" --The senate actually stood up and protected American rights for once.

An OpEd in the LA Times said "That shameful failure is yet another powerful reminder of how difficult it is to make progress on gun control at the federal level."
-- Gun control is a shameful failure of liberal minds attempting to make people bow to their world view.

A Chicago Tribune editor wrote  "A Vote for Violence" -- LOL give me a break...like someone in the murder capitol of the U.S. which by the way has the most restrictive gun laws already in place knows how to curb violence.

The Chicago Sun Times wrote "Outrageous Rejection" of Anti-Violence" -- See note above...

Rolling Stone Magazine wrote "45 Percent of the Senate Foils 90 Percent of America" --I wonder which 90% they are thinking of...maybe 90% of the liberal elite who couldn't think their way out of a wet paper bag.

And finally the editors of Bloomberg write "Rural America vs. Sensible Gun Control" --If they want to frame this as cities vs rural areas, they need to be reminded of where their food comes from. Cities are far from sustainable places to live. If we stopped sending our food to them soon the would be eating their garbage.

That sounds like a good rallying cry "Let Them Eat Garbage!"

Still clinging to my God and my (legal for now) Guns,
Randy

Tragedy in the Ozarks

Wrote an article about the guy and two kids who died on the Ozark trail last week.

Read it Here

You may notice I have written a few articles there... That is where most of my writing energy is going these days. I hope to split it and start giving you some good content here also.

Still clinging to my God and my guns,
Randy

Huntin' with the littlin'

Only one of the youngsters wanted to hunt this year. Of course it was the youngest(7), she had to show up her big brothers but "only if it's a boy deer". We got out the .410 the week before and she shot a couple slugs. She did really well. We also pulled up lots of deer pictures on the internet and she practiced showing me where to shoot each one.

We didn't get out too early and since we only hunt our own property we are limited on where we go. We posed for a pic so everyone could see her hunting deer.

We headed out and walked along the edge of the field you see behind us, where bucks like to bed down and watch the house. We didn't find any fresh beds, but when we got over to the other side i saw the neighbor kid in his half of the woods cutting firewood, but I didn't say anything to her.

We snuck into the woods and she learned how to cross a fence and a creek with a gun. We found a stump to sit on, where we could see the edge of a corn stubble field and watch a trail in the woods.

She did pretty good with sitting still and being quiet. We talked in whispers about different ways to hunt deer, then came in after an hour or so when we got cold.

We went back out that evening without the neighbor being in the woods so I had a little hope we would see something. No such luck.

All of our kids have shot some and all have kill animals in the live trap by shooting them. So far the only game they have eaten is the deer I have killed or has been given to us.

I have made a deal with each child that I will clean their first animal of each type they kill but then it is up to them (with my help) after that. The middle child I think is saving that for later since he won't hunt now but says he wants to in the future.

 I remember as a child the one thing I feared most was the blood, gore and guts of cleaning animals I killed. After I had actually done it there was no problem but the worry affected how hard I hunted.

I am hunting this weekend so wish me luck.

Still clinging to my God and my guns,
Randy