Archive for April, 2008
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Today is the 145th anniversary of one the enduring legends of a legendary fighting organization. The French Foreign Legion has always had a reputation as being tough as nails warriors par excellence. This reputation was earned the hard way in the deserts of Algeria, Morocco, and in every war large and small the French ever fought. Many times the French government had no problems resorting to military force because they could simply send in the Legion and never risk any precious French blood. Frances military misadventures had a nasty tendency to lead to angry marshmallow roastings in Paris.
One of those misadventures was Napoleon III’s attempt to conquer Mexico. Benito Juarez had suspended payment on all foreign debts and old Napoleon used that as an excuse to invade. Since we were slightly preoccupied with the War of Northern Aggression at the time, the US allowed this violation of the Monroe Doctrine to slide. Apparently they had studied French military history and correctly figured Benito could handle it on his own.
After landing at Vera Cruz (Every army invading Mexico simply has to land at Vera Cruz, I think they even codified it in the Geneva Conventions. Al little esoteric there, but the history buffs will chuckle) the French Army of the Interior invested and laid siege to the city of Puebla. The French Army looked down their arrogant noses at the Legion, viewing them as nothing more than criminals (mostly true) and assigned them menial and degrading tasks. They also probably realized that the Legionnaires would actually fight and usually didn’t carry a white flag with them while in the field, a severe violation of French military protocol.
On April 30th 1863 the 3rd Co. of the 1st Battalion of the Legion left Vera Cruz to escort a column to Puebla. The column included ammo, but more importantly it carried the payroll of the French Army of the Interior, some 3 million francs in gold bullion. Oh, there was some wine and cheese too, probably to pay the officers.
Only half of the 3rd Companies men were fit for duty, the rest being felled by dysentery and other diseases. Capt. Jean Danjou, the battalions adjutant general, volunteered to lead the column of approximately 65 men. An experienced combat veteran, Capt. Danjou had lost his left hand in Algiers and now sported a wooden prosthesis.
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…and if there’s a group of people that this Emperor will always stick up for in their time of need, it’s our veterans.
Stash, as you may know, has been known to show up here at the Empire from time to time but, even more so, he’s been an invaluable source regarding what really goes on at Gitmo, seeing as how he used to be stationed as a nurse there.
LC & IB Patterico ran a whole series of interviews with him where he let it all out, the good, the bad and the ugly, within the limits of OPSEC, of course.
All of this to establish his bona fides in case you haven’t heard of him already.
So what’s the deal? Stash is the dad of two adopted daughters. Or so he thought. It turns out that the lawyer doing the paperwork during the adoption process wasn’t wired too tightly or something and forgot to dot all the “i”s and cross all the “t”s, leaving Stash with a mess that needs fixin’ if he wished to keep his daughters. And when lawyers are involved, such a thing is anything but cheap.
That’s the short version. Stash’s own version is here, and if you have a few pennies that you don’t really need, please consider throwing them at him.
He’s a good guy, a genuine white hat, and if you need it, consider him herewith vouched for.
G-d Bless, Stash.
This, too, shall pass.
Also, a HUGE thank you to Doubleplusundead for tipping me off to this. Along with my most shamefaced apologies for not getting on the ball earlier.
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Sorry about that sudden outburst of chat-speak in the headline, but His Majesty doesn’t know of a better way to describe his reaction to this masterful PhotoShop.
Yes, we’ll steal it (we’ve been told that we may), but not until you’ve clicked over there, admired it and the skill of the blogger, read the accompanying article and, most importantly, laughed your posteriors off.
So be gone already.
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Thanks to LC Elchonon:
DETROIT — A University of Michigan professor says he had no idea he’d given his 7-year-old son alcoholic lemonade at a ball game, and is furious at child-protection officials for removing his son from the home.
Christopher Ratte of Ann Arbor and his wife have filed a complaint against Child Protective Services.
Their son Leo spent two days in state custody. The father spent nearly a week outside his home before he was allowed to return.
He tells the Detroit Free Press that he’d taken his son to a Detroit Tigers game a few weeks ago. He didn’t notice the $7 lemonade he bought contained alcohol.
A security guard noticed the boy drinking the spiked lemonade and called authorities. Leo was checked at a hospital. No trace of alcohol was found in his blood.
Yes, we’re absolutely convinced that somebody would, deliberately and intentionally, take their 7-year-old son out in public and get him shit-faced, falling down drunk in full view of 40,000 spectators at a ballgame.
Clearly the Child Abductive Services HAD to step in and remove the horribly mistreated, abused and endangered child from his dangerous father!
It’s not like they had something better to do on the taxpayers’ dime.
Rope. Tree. Child Abductive Services “social worker.”
Some assembly required.
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…or one of them, at least.
Very short version (but do go read the whole thing, since you don’t want to miss out on The Imperial Firearms Advisor’s choice commentary):
Two goblins walk into liquor store in Tennessee, hoping for a quick payday. They produce their weapons, hold up the helpless clerk and order two customers on the ground while they proceed with robbing the store.
But wait… One of the customers is one of those Dreadfully Scary People with a Concealed Carry Permit Who Will Make our Streets Run with Rivers of Blood™, according to the Brady Bunch and associated fuckwits.
Customer draws legally carried weapon (as opposed to the illegally carried weapons that no amount of Gun Grabbing Nonsense Legislation would have kept the goblins from having), a gunfight ensues, and one goblin ends up very satisfyingly dead while the other runs for the hills.
1) Goblins will carry weapons whether or not it is legal for them to do so.
2) When faced with an armed goblin while you yourself are unarmed, your options are limited to praying, begging and hoping that your loved ones choose a nice casket for you.
3) When responsible, legally carrying fellow citizens are nearby, your chances of surviving suddenly increase dramatically. The goblins, however, aren’t that lucky.
4) Right to carry benefits ALL law-abiding citizens, whether they themselves choose to carry or not.
5) The more people who carry, the better the odds in any given situation that you’ll see a happy outcome thanks to one of them being at hand when the shit hits the fan.
6) Goblins have very low tolerance levels when it comes to high-speed lead injections.
A) What would have been the likely outcomes if one or more legally carrying citizens such as our hero in this story had been around on campus at, say, Virginia Tech? Would the amount of dead students likely have been larger, smaller or the same?
B) Using your conclusions drawn from the above, who bears the responsibility for the massacre at Virginia Tech? The murderer, school administration and “Gun Free Zone” laws, or both?
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It’s really funny, in an ironic sense, that if the Imperial Takeover should come (which it won’t, but the thought scares the snot out of lefties so we keep jokingly referring to it), this country would take a giant leap closer to its original foundation of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness and property. His Imperial Majesty could certainly guarantee that justice for all would become much more of a reality than it is today (link via LC & IB Bill Quick):
Brooklyn Park police were looking for a meth lab, but they found a fish tank and the chemicals needed to maintain it.
And a few hours later, when the city sent a contractor to fix the door the police had smashed open Monday afternoon, it was obvious the city was trying to fix a mistake.
It happened while Kathy Adams was sleeping.
Which is almost invariably the exact time that the Gestapo come “knocking”, except they usually never bother to knock. The SWAT Mall Ninjas don’t believe in that sort of thing.
“And the next thing I know, a police officer is trying to get me out bed,” she said.
Adams, a 54-year-old former nurse who said she suffers from a bad back caused by a patient who attacked her a few years ago, was handcuffed. So was her 49-year-old husband.
“They brought us here and said once we clear that area, you can sit down and you will not speak to each other,” she said.
Police were executing a search warrant signed by Hennepin County Judge Ivy Bernhardson, who believed there was probable cause the Adams’s home was a meth lab.
Just wait until you hear what constituted “probable cause” in the mind of that particular Nazi, Black Robed Fuckwit. You’ll love it.
Berhardson, who was appointed to the bench less than a year ago, did not return KARE 11’s phone calls.
In a just society under Imperial Rule, this would be because he was preoccupied with being fitted for a spanking new hemp necktie.
“Ohmigod,” Adams said as she recalled police breaking down her door and flashing the search warrant. “I just kept saying to them, ‘you’ve got the wrong house.’ ”
Police soon realized that themselves.
“From a cursory view, it doesn’t look like our officers did anything wrong,” said Capt. Greg Roehl.
Other than properly investigating the case PRIOR to bringing in the
Allgemeine SS SWAT morons and kicking in doors in the middle of the night, of course. But apart from that “minor” detail…
Roehl said the drug task force was acting on a tip from a subcontractor for CenterPoint Energy, who had been in the home Friday to install a hot water heater.
“He got hit with a chemical smell that he said made him light headed, feel kind of nauseous,” Roehl said.
The smell was vinegar, and maybe pickling lime, which were clearly marked in a bathroom Mr. Adams uses to mix chemicals for his salt water fish tank.
“I said, ‘I call it his laboratory for his fish tanks,’ ” Mrs. Adams said, recalling her conversation with the CenterPoint technician. “I’m looking at the fish tank talking to this guy.”
So that’s what constituted “probable cause” for a Nacht und Nebel raid against this couple’s house? One anonymous tip from a twit technician who, feeble, frail and unfit for existence among human beings as he obviously is, got “light-headed and nauseous” from the smell of vinegar.
In spite of the fact that the sniveling snitch was informed where the smell came from, no less.
Yes, that really was all that the Gestapo Goons and the Goosestepping Gimp on the Bench felt that they needed in order to justify letting their SWAT apes out of their cages for a spot of midnight home invading:
Police say there was no extended investigation, just an interview with the subcontractor.
You might want to keep that in mind the next time you let somebody into your home to fix something. Be sure to explain to them, very slowly and without using words much more complicated that animal grunts, exactly what everything is and why, or you may just find the orangutans of the local PD bashing in your door later that night.
Not that a slow and careful explanation is guaranteed to change the outcome, as we saw in this case, since the Gestapo snitch subcontractor obviously didn’t mention the one he got in his “interview”, an “interview” that we much suspect went along the lines of:
“Uh, nuh, I think they have a, a, meth lab at [insert address here], uh-huh…”
“Really? Why thank you, Parteigenosse Fuckwit, we’ll put you up for a commendation for your service to Führer und Vaterland. Off you go.”
“Sturmführer Schweinfuss, could you go to the judge and get a rubberstamp for this? Oh, and tell the animal handlers to let the Gestapo Gorillas out of their cages. They’ll be busy later tonight. And muck the cages out while they’re gone. The smell is getting kind of rank in there.”
“Everything this person told us turned out to be true, with the exception of what the purpose of the lab was,” Roehl said.
“Which was to maintain a fish tank. So, apart from that minor detail, everything our snitch told us about strange smells was absolutely correct. What were we supposed to do? We can’t have strange smells lingering in people’s private residences, now can we? Clearly that calls for kicking their door in in the middle of the night!”
Adams is looking for a lawyer.
We certainly hope that you are. Moreover, we hope that the one you find is the meanest, most vengeful, tenacious son of a bitch to ever pass the bar and that he doesn’t give up until he has ripped every strip of flesh off of the bones of your city government and their Gestapo stormtroopers.
“I could say that about my neighbor - I smelled something when I went in their house,” she said. “Does that make it right for them to go in there and break the door down and cuff you? I think not!”
Nor do we, or any other halfway rational person with a functional brain who does NOT have a swastika tattooed on his crank and does NOT spend every night jacking off to a picture of Adolf Hitler in Lederhosen.
Government, on the other hand, is a quite different matter. They’d have your neighbor’s house surrounded by a full platoon of slavering, drooling SWATwits in a New York minute.
Police say the detective who asked for the search warrant is an 8 ½-year veteran, but he just started working in the drug task force.
8 and a half years on the force, and you only now realize that he is a subretarded Nazi?
CenterPoint energy maintains the home was “unsafe” and it would have been “irresponsible” for the subcontractor not to report it.
Those horribly “unsafe” vinegar vapors. Who’s to say what could have happened to innocent passers-by in that private bathroom if the local Gestapo hadn’t ventilated the house thoroughly by bashing in the front door?
The only thing “unsafe” here is employing CenterPoint and/or their subcontractors for anything and any reason, ever again, and we devoutly hope that this is a message that will be heard far and wide.
The consequences to your bottom line would be both welcome and highly deserved, you Stasi informer sons of moronic bitches.
And again: Under Imperial Rule, His Majesty wouldn’t have time to post this. He’d be busy setting up the tribunal in the morning, attending it right after lunch and overseeing the executions right after tea.
UPDATE below the fold, or this post will take up the entire front page, but it’s an important one:
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So here we were thinking that LC Country Red’s recent intestinal ailment was related to spring allergies here in the confederacy, that wonderful yellow-green Slime From Hell™ otherwise known as pollen, taking up residence and disrupting the cochlear processes thereby. But we’d be wrong, as I woke up this morning with the same issue. I suppose not being green enough for Goreaia last week, disrupted my Karma, as I’m feeling decidedly green (about the gills) today. Dammit.
But the show must go on. Therefore, LC Mr. M our Imperial Tobacconist and Snerdley, will be filling in for me tonight as your humble host on Tuesday Truth 7-9:30 CT. . He might have a few opinions and certainly some fine music to keep the Empire gruntled for Rottie Radio Night. My thanks to Snerd for the help and you can reach him on Yahoo IM at radiocia. Now I’ll go back to battling the midget-pygmy soccer team virus that has infested my intestinal track.
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We would have posted on this earlier, since it is pure comedy gold to watch leftards turn themselves into pretzels of self-flagellating illogic when they “violate” their own “rules”, but in a way we’re glad that we didn’t since it just became even more hilarious.
What on Earth are we talking about? We’re so glad you asked.
Amanda “Potty Mouth” Marcotte has “written” a “book” (a million monkeys in room full of typewriters and all that), “It’s a Jungle Out There”, which will undoubtedly sell at least a dozen copies once she twists her family and friend’s (no error in the apostrophe there) arms into buying one.
On the cover of this woeful tale allegedly about the unspeakable horrors and oppression facing a brave, femifisting gender warrior in our patriarchal hellhole of a society, there’s a picture of a buxom blonde being brutally ape-handled by, well, an ape. 50s comics style, dontcha know.
Of course, once that cover hit the Political Correctness Self-Censors of the raving loons of the left, hilarity ensued and Amanda “Sewer Breath” Marcotte and her publishers immediately had to issue an apology for this insensitive assault on, well, everything. It was racist since apparently no member of the leftardian commune can look at an ape without thinking “black man” (they really ought to seek therapy for that which, by the way, they promised to do in their apology. No, really. They did!), it was misogynist for displaying a woman who didn’t look like the femifisting female ideal, which is to say an ironing board with two Mentos on it dressed in oily coveralls, it was offensive to the “gun policies” of the left, “no guns allowed unless they’re in the hands of our government betters”, because there was a, *GASP!*, gun on the cover, and somehow it was insensitive environmentally and with regards to foreign policy as well, though we’re not quite sure how at this point. But we’re sure that it was if they say so.
No, for the umpteenth time, we are NOT making this up! Do you guys think it’s funny having to summon the Imperial Surgeon in order to have our sides stitched back together after a four-hour, uncontrolled hysterical laughter marathon?
And would you quit laughing already? We haven’t even gotten to the GOOD part yet.
Now the daft, leftardian twat apparently has come to the realization, undoubtedly through the feedback of even more retarded members of the leftwat Thought Police, that her apology wasn’t sincere enough, so she goes right on to apologizing for the previous apology.
If only she’d been that eager to please when she talked about Mary taking Plan B after G-d filled her with “hot, white, sticky Holy Spirit”, but obviously that wasn’t nearly offensive enough for her to get out the scourge and start beating herself to a bloody pulp. Figuratively speaking, of course, which is a real shame when you think about it.
Pardon us while we laugh our tuches off.
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It started with the Obamessiah, well, it probably started long before that, but that was the time when His Imperial Indifference actually bothered to give a shit about it and even notice, when he, after his 20-year admiration for his insane, racist, conspiracy-mongering “pastor” and “spiritual advisor” (his words, not ours) came to light, responded to the very reasonable question “why, exactly, did you for 20 years attend the church of somebody so blitheringly insane that he makes Hugo Chavez seem rational (and extremely conservative) by comparison?” by getting up on stage and telling everybody that it, too, was all Whitey’s fault because we just didn’t have the brains to comprehend why it was perfectly acceptable for somebody to worship at the feet of a more than just slightly retarded version of Attila the Hun.
Which, by the way, the Obamessiah then said that he didn’t. As a matter of fact, he didn’t even know that kindly old “pastor” Wright had ever said any such thing. It must have been during one of the super sekrit double special probation sermons to which he wasn’t invited. Or had been invited to, but had fallen asleep. Or maybe he’d been there, hadn’t been asleep, but he’d just forgotten about the whole thing. It’s apparently not anything particularly noteworthy about a black “pastor” accusing Whitey of having invented AIDS to murder the black man, which makes us wonder what else is being said in black churches.
That is to say, it would make us wonder, if we believed a word that the Obamessiah is saying, which we don’t, even though we usually get four different versions of what he said within a few weeks to choose from, all of them uttered by his Anointed Self.
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It is with deep regret that I advise the death of Lance Corporal Jason Marks, Special Operations Task Force.
He was in the lead platoon attacked about 6pm Afghanistan time yesterday (11.30pm AEST).”They were out in the open and, as they were doing their preparations, they were engaged by the Taliban,” said Air Chief Marshal Houston.
“There was a heavy exchange of fire.” The Australians were targeted by small arms fire and rocket-propelled grenades from a number of groups of insurgents.
Coalition air support, involving Apache helicopters and F-16 fighter-bombers, struck back at the Taliban positions. The body of Lance Corporal Marks and the four wounded were flown by helicopter to a coalition hospital at Tarin Kowt.
There was no indication of Taliban casualties, although in such contacts they invariably come out worse off, defence said. Born in Broken Hill in NSW, Lance Corporal Marks grew up in Yeppoon in Queensland and joined the army in March 1999.
He served in the Royal Australian Army Medical Corps before joining the commandos in 2005.
“Jason loved to be active, whether it was through playing union, league or rock climbing,” Cassandra Marks said.”He even became a combat fitness leader in the army he loved it so much.
“Jason always strived to be the best he could be, he loved the army, he loved his mates and he loved his family.” Air Chief Marshal Houston suggested Afghanistan’s security could be significantly enhanced if more NATO-led coalition nations took the fight to the Taliban, as Australia’s commandos did.
“They keep them on the back foot, and it means we retain the initiative in our province. I think there needs to be a lot more of this in Afghanistan,” he said.
Australia presently has more than 1000 personnel in Oruzgan province, including the reconstruction task force and the SOTG, comprising members of the 4RAR Commando Battalion and Special Air Service Regiment (SASR).
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his brother.
He is survived by his wife, Cassandra, and two children.
Australians at war
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Some men distinguish themselves by the way they lead their lives, some by a single act during that life, and some by their passions, loves, and dreams developed as a result of their own experiences while living that life.
Sgt. Merlin German, 2nd Battalion, 11th Marines, did all three.
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Which, if you ask us, is sorta ridiculous considering that they’re already bloody insane, picking a fight with the world’s biggest military power and expecting some long-dead, pedophile, mass-murdering “prophet” to help them to victory. But hey, why the Hell not? (Link thanks to Sir Christopher):
Next month, Salim Ahmed Hamdan, a Yemeni who was once a driver for Osama bin Laden, could become the first detainee to be tried for war crimes in Guantánamo Bay, Cuba. By now, he should be busily working on his defense.
But his lawyers say he cannot. They say Hamdan, already the subject of a U.S. Supreme Court ruling, has essentially been driven insane by solitary confinement in a tiny cell where he spends at least 22 hours a day, goes to the bathroom and eats all his meals.
Awwwww…. Pooooor widdle BABY! We’re sure that the 3,000 Americans murdered on 9/11 thanks to his former boss would just love to be confined to a tiny cell 22 hours a day as opposed to being confined to a hole in the ground for eternity.
And what’s with him being unable to work on his defense? Seems to us that you scum-sucking, terrorist-loving lawyer shitbirds are already busy working on it by preparing the ground for a “not guilty by reason of insanity” defense.
His defense team says he is suicidal,
Unsuccessfully so, we’re sad to report. Help him out here, will ya?
And? So did his “prophet”, MoHamHead the Pedophile. All the time.
We hope they’re really, really horrible.
talks to himself
Does anybody answer?
and says the restrictions of Guantánamo “boil his mind.”
Unfortunately, not literally so. But we’d be more than happy to remedy that. A few short bursts of microwaves aimed at his noggin should do just fine.
“He will shout at us,” said his military defense lawyer, Lieutenant Commander Brian Mizer. “He will bang his fists on the table.”
Clearly he needs to be released immediately! What horrors he must have endured in the “gulag” of Gitmo! He bangs his fists on the table! He even shouts! OHNOES!
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After what has so far been an atrociously bad season for the Imperial Team, the Texas Rangers, Vicente Padilla threw 121 pitches today for a 10 to nothing shutout of the Twins, giving up only 7 hits and 2 walks along the way.
We’ll just go ahead and call that a good day’s work, Vicente, and you and the rest of the team have certainly earned the day off tomorrow.
Color us biased, but it seems like Nolan Ryan’s philosophy about focusing on endurance is beginning to pay off here.
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Never mess with Granny
Armed only with a screwdriver, a 95-year-old woman in a wheel chair kept a burglar from breaking into her home by repeatedly stabbing his hand.
No, this is not the opening line to a joke.
It was 3 a.m. when a 95-year-old Bartlesville woman heard somebody break the glass on her front door and push the door open. When a hand came inside and tried to unlock the door, she stabbed it. Again and again.
Okay, someone needs to give this lady some DIY lessons. A screwdriver is fine, but a crescent wrench is soo much more satisfying.
I love the sound of goblins screaming in the morning….
She stabbed that hand many times over the next hour, say Bartlesville Police. The woman would not leave the door for fear the man would break in while she was calling for help.Eventually, the man gave up
When police arrived, they found the bloody suspect passed out on the front porch with dozens of stab wounds to his lower arms and hands.
And probably collapsed laughing. The picture of a moaning, unconscious goblin being guarded by a wheelchair bound grandmother brandishing a blood soaked screwdriver is the stuff of legends.
“What do you tell your friends in jail about where did you get those wounds, asks a neighbor, Gerri Lynn Grindle. “I don’t know that he’s going to tell anybody he got them from a little old lady confined to a wheel chair.”
Ma’am , I would venture a guess he will say very little.
The elderly woman told a neighbor she was going to get the screw driver gold plated and put it on a pedestal to serve as a warning to anybody else who tried to break in.
It is unlikely she will ever be bothered again. Call it a hunch…
The suspect, 46-Year-Old Robert Horsley, is in jail facing one count of first-degree burglary.
I can almost feel sorry for this goblin.Almost….
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Well maybe, but say it isn’t so, the big Chi-Town machine is actually considering doing something that just might keep the LEOs more safe on the streets? I can see the headlines now: Chicago PD Buys Assault Rifles, women and children hit hardest.
Daley: Chicago police to get assault rifles
Mayor Richard Daley said Saturday Chicago police officers will he armed with high-powered assault rifles when they’re on the streets fighting gangs and other criminals.
Here we are, 11 years after the North Hollywood Shootout, and Mayor Daley finally decided that his LEOs need more than sidearms on the street? Just to refresh our memories, the LAPD was carrying 9mm hamster-killer rounds, some .40 and a few shotguns. The goblins were armed with AK-47s and tactical body-armor. Simply put, the LAPD brought super-soakers to a full-tilt, rock-n-roll automatic weapons battleground. Quick thinking, valor and bravery ended the battle in favor of the good guys, but just barely.
“Many times they’re outgunned, to be very frank,” Daley said at an event in the Englewood neighborhood. “When they come to a scene, someone has a semi fully-automatic weapon and you have a little pistol, uh, good luck.” [all emph mine-JB]
Stop calling me Frank, douche-nozzle. You’re preaching to the choir here, spawn of generations of slimeballs. Hizzoner demonstrating astounding stupidity (no surprise), can’t articulate the difference between “semi” and “full” auto. Here’s a freebie Dick-weed, if your automatic weapon goes semi without selecting that mode, it’s time for the gunsmith.
The city’s police officers carry pistols, and Daley suggested they will start carrying “M4 rifles.”
Note that it’s merely a suggestion. Without doubt, the MSM and skatey-eight GFW groups will be shrieking about the idea in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…..
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