Thursday, October 30, 2014

Amazing video of surfers in extreme slow motion

Chris Bryan has compiled this fascinating video showing surfers in extreme slow motion (1,000 frames per second).  I highly recommend watching it in full-screen mode.

Some great photography there.  I wonder how close the cameramen got to the surfers?  With telephoto lenses, it's hard to tell.


In Memoriam: Colonel Jack Broughton

Colonel Jacksel M. Broughton, one of the most famous and controversial airmen of the Vietnam War, has died.  In its obituary, the New York Times wrote:

Col. Jack Broughton flew more than 200 jet-fighter missions in the Korean and Vietnam Wars and received the Air Force Cross, his service’s highest award for valor after the Medal of Honor. He led the Air Force’s Thunderbirds in acrobatics that thrilled air show spectators in the mid-1950s and piloted nearly 50 types of military aircraft.

But in June 1967, he faced a possible prison term when the Air Force accused him of covering up the strafing of a Soviet freighter in the North Vietnamese port of Cam Pha by a pilot under his command.

Colonel Broughton and two of his pilots were court-martialed. All were acquitted of the most serious charges, conspiracy to violate Air Force rules of engagement that forbade such an attack. But Colonel Broughton’s career was destroyed in the fallout from one of the most contentious issues of the Vietnam War: the restrictions Washington placed on bomber pilots out of fear that the Soviet Union or China could be drawn into the conflict.

There's more at the link.

Colonel Broughton wrote several excellent books about his life and air warfare.  Perhaps the most famous is 'Thud Ridge', about his experiences leading a wing in combat over North Vietnam.  However, my personal favorite (and part of my permanent library) is 'Rupert Red Two: A Fighter Pilot's Life From Thunderbolts to Thunderchiefs', in which he describes his entire US Air Force career from flying P-47 Thunderbolts over Germany immediately after World War II, to his resignation after his court-martial conviction was set aside on appeal.  It includes his decision to ground his squadron of F-106 Delta Dart fighters after their ejection seats proved lethally dangerous to pilots.  This brought him into conflict with his superiors, but he stood firm, and the necessary changes were made.

Colonel Broughton was, as the old adage would put it, "a fighter pilot's fighter pilot".  He set one hell of an example as a fighting man, but was betrayed by his superior officers as the result of political pressure.  He overcame his justifiable anger and bitterness, and went on to build a new career in civilian life.

We are diminished by his passing.  May he rest in peace.



I see that, slowly but surely, .22 Long Rifle ammo is making its way back to the market in sufficient quantities to satisfy demand.  It's still hard to find the good stuff, but yesterday at my local dealer I walked in just in time for his delivery.  Reese got in 20 boxes (2,000 rounds) of CCI MiniMag, and sold me the lot at a very reasonable price - only a dollar per box higher than I was paying before the ammo drought began.  I didn't argue;  in fact, I told him that if he can find more at that price, I'll buy it.  He says he'll do his best for me.

Reese also had a case (10 50-round boxes) of Hornady's excellent .22 Magnum 45gr. FTX Critical Defense load.  This stuff rivals .380 ACP performance out of a handgun, and is far superior to it out of a rifle.  I bought the entire case for Miss D., who relies on her Keltec PMR-30 pistol and forthcoming CMR-30 carbine for defensive use.  30 rounds of that stuff should be enough to discourage almost anyone, if push comes to shove.  (I recently bought her a second PMR-30 - also from Reese - on the grounds that "two is one and one is none", and all that sort of thing.  We'll be taking it to the range over the next few days to break it in.  Shooty fun times ahead!)

If you live in or near Nashville, I have to give a shout-out to Reese and The Gun Crew.  His prices are good to excellent compared to other local dealers, he usually has stocks of most guns and ammunition in popular demand (or can get them quickly), and he's willing to try to get almost anything out of the ordinary, given time.  I like and recommend the man and his store (and his dog, who's decided I give good scritchings and now demands them whenever I walk in).  And no, he's not giving me any free ammo or other favors for recommending him - I'm doing it on principle.


Doofus Of The Day #797

Today's award goes to two idiots in New Zealand.

It may have seemed like a good idea at the time, but a team of West Aucklanders who used ingenuity over common sense to shift a fridge now have the police on their trail.

The group were spotted driving in Titirangi towards Glen Eden on Friday afternoon. A large fridge was perched on the roof of a two-door Nissan and to keep it in place, one man stood on the boot [for US readers, 'boot' = trunk] holding it down as another drove.

The bizarre move was captured on camera by a passenger in a vehicle behind the Nissan and posted on Facebook and Twitter.

Police are now keen to speak to the "brains" behind the operation.

There's more at the link.

The newspaper went further, publishing a picture gallery of weird and wonderful (not to mention dangerous) ways used by New Zealand motorists to move furniture.  My favorite is this one.

Again, more at the link.

Talk about an accident looking for a place to happen . . .


Wednesday, October 29, 2014

"What I hate about hotel rooms"

That's the title of a very funny article in the Telegraph.  Here's an excerpt.

The do’s and don’ts of my perfect hotel room would be as follows. Perhaps you’d let us know yours, and then the hotel trade would surely take notice.

DON’T add further cushions. It already takes me 20 minutes to move them all off the bed on to the armchairs before I retire. Any more, and they’re going out the window.

DO install room lighting systems comprehensible to, say, the average university graduate. This means a switch by the door to work a central light, plus switches on either side of the bed that will work both this central light and the bedside lights. And that’s enough. Trying to turn off all the lights, only to find that this operation turns on two standard lamps fashioned like swordfish over by the desk… well, thus do grown men weep. Life gets even worse when turning off the swordfish lamps brings all the other ones back on again.

DON’T overestimate the appeal of domotics. Many hotel clients, including myself, are of a generation trained to turn on heating by hand. We’re also skilled at opening curtains manually. We don’t need to do it by smartphone from the other side of the Atlantic. And if we did need to, we couldn’t, because we don’t understand how the b‑‑‑‑‑ thing works. And every time we try, we get details of traffic jams in Strasbourg. Just stop it, please. And, while you’re about it, simplify the television remote control. I want to watch the late night soccer or, you know, a nature documentary on the termites of Namibia; what I don’t want is to have to tangle with three different satellite dishes, 47 (forty-seven) buttons, bursts of Uzbek folk dancing and hard-core porn before bumping yet again into CNN and its sheet-metal-voiced female presenters who never sleep.

DO put electrical sockets in places where normally constituted humans might reach them without injury. Behind the desk and up the wall beyond the reach of a baby giraffe are not those places.

There's more at the link.  Any seasoned traveler (and many less seasoned ones) will have to laugh at it.

I had to nod and smile at some of the author's points, particularly room lighting switches and how hard it is to figure them out.  US hotels are better than most at this, but if you travel in Europe or the Far East it can be an eye-opener.  I guess Old NFO travels more than most of us - perhaps he could chime in with a few pet hates of his own?


Back from the dead - and a lot more deadly

Regular readers may remember that back in 2012, I put up a post about a new Indonesian trimaran patrol craft.  The first in class was launched, then burned to the waterline only a few weeks later.  There's video of the fire in my earlier article.

It seems the manufacturers haven't been mourning during the intervening years - they've been hard at work.  Today Ares published a very interesting article about where the design has been going.  Here's an excerpt.

In the competition for the most futuristic looking vessel at the Euronaval show being held this week in Paris I would put the clear front runner as the Fast Attack Craft (FAC) on the Saab stand.

Designed for naval patrol, anti-piracy and surveillance missions in peace time the ship would be a missile ship to launch Saab's RBS15 Mk3 anti-ship missiles in war time. And for added interest the vessel has a fascinating design history.

The FAC is not entirely new. Based on a design by New Zealand's LOMOcean, the KRI Klewang for the Indonesian Navy was launched on Aug. 31, 2012. And was then completely destroyed by fire four weeks later on Sept. 29.

. . .

Some time after the fire, Lundin was having lunch with Saab and talk turned to combat systems. He apparently learnt more about them in an hour than he had from the Chinese in over a year. This convinced him that the next version of the vessel should be equipped with a Swedish combat system.

So Saab, LOMOcean and North Sea Boats worked together to redesign the top part of the vessel (everything above the trimaran hulls) around Saab's 9-LV combat system.

. . .

The FAC is equipped not only with anti-ship missiles but also the BAe Systems Bofors 40Mk4 naval gun.

There's more at the link.

Military and naval buffs will find this thought-provoking.  The new version of this patrol craft weighs only 245 tons, made entirely of composites.  It has a maximum speed of 28 knots.  It's far more powerfully armed and equipped, with a much more capable threat detection and assessment and weapons control system, than the US Littoral Combat Ships (of more than 10 times the displacement) that may operate alongside it (or, God forbid, oppose it) in the operating environment for which it's designed.  (Its missiles could sink the LCS from far beyond the horizon before the latter knew it was there - and the US vessel couldn't respond even if it detected it, because it has no long-range anti-ship missiles of its own.)  It's a stealthy design, making it hard to detect on radar;  look at the radar mast's non-reflective features, and the careful shaping of the superstructure (including a retractable cover over the gun turret). It's probably much better optimized than the LCS to protect littoral waters - and it probably costs only a small fraction of the US ships' price as well.

Makes you think, doesn't it?  Some good skull sweat went into this design.  I'd like to see it in the water soon.  It'd be nice to know that the Klewang didn't burn in vain.


A different way to advertise a car's safety features

I'm not sure how effective this advertisement is.  It's for the latest model of the Nissan Note (more commonly known as the Versa Note in the USA).  To advertise the car's safety features, they put it in the middle of a supersize Zorb and rolled it down a hill.

Personally, I'd have offered a bonus to any volunteers among the advertising crew who were willing to go down the hill inside the car . . . it would have made the ad that much more interesting!


Doofus Of The Day #796

This illustration comes to us courtesy of Wirecutter.  The lady in question wins today's award for lack of attention to detail.

Oops . . .


Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Ebola news coverage and the Atlantic divide

This made me laugh out loud - particularly the rant about Ebola's impact on some people's sex lives.



Courtesy of Reason, we learn of a major, major correction to an article in Slate.  To wit:

Correction, Oct. 24, 2014: Due to a production error, this piece was missing a map and therefore misrepresented a map showing where Americans believe that burning the flag should be illegal as a map showing gay porn downloads across the country. The missing map has been added.

Gay porn downloads instead of opposition to flag-burning?  Wishful thinking on the part of Slate, perhaps?  Or merely a slip of the finger on the keyboard?  Your guess is as good as mine . . . but I know what my guess is!


It's hard being a mother . . .


The snarkiest review I've read in a long time

Jason Cordova is a fellow author, editor, blogger and all-round good guy.  He's also one of the reviewers at 'Shiny Book Review', where he's just reviewed the novel 'Empress Theresa' in terms that can only be described as profane and incendiary - and gave me a fit of the giggles in doing so.  Here are some examples.

Very rarely do I come across a book that literally stops me in my tracks and forces me to ask the age-old question, “What the unholy ****?” Norman Boutin’s self-acclaimed literary classic Empress Theresa is just such a book.

. . .

... [Theresa's] story begins with the sighting of a red fox. In broad daylight. Weird, since the only time a fox is out in broad daylight is because they’re rabid, but Theresa doesn’t fear this in any way and watches as the fox walks up her back porch, sits down and stares at her. Then suddenly, a bright ball of light leaps from the fox and slams into Theresa’s stomach. She screams and runs inside, locks the door and... calmly watches the fox disappear.

Okay, think about this for a moment. No 10 year old girl would be rational at this point, no matter how normal and boring they are. 10 year old boys and girls flip out over the weirdest stuff, and a glowing white ball leaping out of a fox and hitting you is pretty ****ing weird. Hell, I’m the most rational person I know (I should get out more, I agree) and I would have freaked out. Of course, I also probably would have grabbed the .22 and disposed of the fox because I don’t need rabid animals on the farm.

But I digress. This is starting to make my head hurt, and I really wish I had more booze on hand.

I really can’t get over how poorly the first two pages are written, by the way. It takes real effort to be this bad and, for a moment, I had a sneaking suspicion that the author was trolling everyone who had read the book. I looked him up and, well, he’s a real author and takes himself very, very seriously.

He is not going to like this review, I can guarantee that much.

. . .

I really can’t describe how horrid this is. Putrid, fetid stink emanating from an old urinal cake that was forced through a septic system is the closest thing I can think of, and the argument could be made that I was insulting the urinal cake. By the way, if someone sends me something like this again, I will find you, and I will do things to you that would make even Liam Neeson shudder in horror.

. . .

Grade – is “Ebola” a low enough grade? Did I go too far? Did I go far enough?

There's more at the link.

Jason, if you go on like this, Larry Correia will have to look to his laurels as the 'fisking-est author' we know!


Doofus Of The Day #795

There must be something in the water in Fresno, CA.  Today's award is shared by two alleged gang-bangers there.

The first winner is Edgar Navarro-Chavoya.

Navarro-Chavoya started drinking beer while sitting in front of his apartment complex, still holding the revolver. He accidentally shot himself in the leg, causing non-life threatening injuries. The victim later identified him as being the person who pointed a gun at him.

There's more at the link.

The second winner is Randy McBride.
Fresno police say a reputed gang member shot himself with his own gun — the second such shooting in as many days ... Sgt. Tony Bustos says it appears that Mcbride was in a home when he heard gunshots, put a sawed-off shotgun in his pants and went outside to investigate. Bustos says when Mcbride tried to draw the gun, he pulled the trigger and shot himself.

Again, more at the link.

Y'know, I can think of many things I've put in my trousers over the years . . . but I've never once had the ambition to stick a sawed-off shotgun down there!  What's next - a bazooka?

(On the other hand, I'm sure the local cops are happy to find their regular clients and repeat customers are now shooting themselves, then waiting for pickup.  Saves them a lot of hard work . . . )


Monday, October 27, 2014

Feel like some really old-time bread?

I came across a Web site for re-enactors of the Roman Legions, which is quite interesting to military history buffs.  Among the articles it contains is this one on the bread made by the legionaries - and how to make it yourself today.

Although known since the 5th millennium BC, there are evidence that bread start to become a very popular form of food in Rome only at the end of the Second Punic War. It is indeed in quite a short period of 25 years, between -200 and -175 that the first public bakeries (fifty) make their appearance in Rome. At the same time Cato the elder, who has also participated in a victorious military campaign in Spain, explains how to bake bread under a "clibanus"(pottery in the shape of a bell). Moreover, we find evidence proving that at that time both Romans and Carthaginians used clibanus as portable ovens like the type described by Cato. Etruscan models dated back to the 5th century BC show that this type of portable oven was already used in Italy for a long time. Ideally suited for baking military bread, it is also very easy to transport and use. The clibanus is thus the ideal instrument to cook bread in campaign.

There's more at the link, including lots of photographs illustrating legionary grinding-stones, the 'clibanus', and how the soldiers prepared their bread.  This is what the finished product looks like.

It looks very similar to what we called 'camp bread' in Africa, cooking it over fire-heated stones.  I'm on a low-carb diet at the moment, so I can't try that right away:  but soon . . .


Ebola, quarantine, and medical staffing

I find it interesting (not to mention depressing) that the most accurate, insightful and helpful comments on the current situation w.r.t. Ebola come from individual doctors and medical professionals, not from the CDC or hospitals or politicians or anyone else involved in supposedly "managing" the crisis.

There's an excellent and insightful commentary on the quarantine question by a veterinary surgeon.  Here's an excerpt.

The United States (and virtually all other countries) require a myriad of tests and often quarantine prior to bringing in a foreign animal.

I can’t legally cross state lines in the United States with a horse or cow without a health certificate signed by a USDA accredited veterinarian stating that the animal has been inspected and found free of infectious disease. In most cases blood tests are also required.

. . .

If I am a resident of Liberia incubating Ebola, to enter the United States all I need to do is present a valid visa, and lie when asked if I have been exposed to Ebola. Within hours (no quarantine required) I can be walking the streets of any city in the United States.

I feel very fortunate to live in a country that values our animals so highly.

There's more at the link.  Go read it all - then ask yourself why the authorities are willing to make animal owners jump through such regulatory hoops, but not potential carriers of Ebola.  Makes you think, doesn't it?

Then there's the question of whether or not medical staff are willing to put their lives on the line to care for Ebola patients if things get out of hand.  That's a serious question.  Dr. Louis M. Profeta is an emergency room (ER) physician in Indianapolis, and author of the book 'The Patient in Room Nine Says He's God' (which I highly recommend).  Here's what he had to say about that recently.

If an investigator for Joint Commissions or some other oversight agency, a member of the press or a committee trying to ensure CDC compliance were to pull me aside to spot check my Ebola acumen, they’d be satisfied with my answers and I’d leave them feeling like they had done due diligence as an administrator.

“Dr. Profeta, do we have enough protective stuff and does everyone know how to use it?”
“Are the screening plans in place?”
“Yeah, ya betcha.”
“Is the staff versed in transmission and spread of Ebola?”
“Darn tooten.”
“Has everyone read all the CDC and hospital communiqués regarding Ebola?”
“Sure have.”
“Have you practiced the drills in the ER in case we have someone show up with a possible exposure?”
“More times than Lois Lerner has hit her hard drive with a hammer.”

But if they were to ask me if there are any other issues they should be aware of, I’ll just stare with round blank eyes and keep my mouth shut until the right question is asked; the question they will pretend does not exist.

“Dr. Profeta, will they – the staff, you, your partners – show up? “
“That, I don’t know.”

. . .

Simply put, some of us in the trenches in damn near every ER in America will almost certainly die. It could be me, it could be any one of my partners, colleagues and co-workers and it could be one of our children or a spouse who gets infected when one of us comes home thinking the headache and fatigue they are feeling is simply exhaustion from the workload of the day. Can you picture it?

Now imagine that huge numbers of hospital staff – from doctors to housekeepers, from food services to registration, from security and parking to transportation will decide not show up. They will call in sick or simply just say: “No, I’m not coming to work today.” In just a few days, human waste, debris, soiled linens, the sick, the dying and the bodies will pile up. We will be overwhelmed and unable to offer much in the way of assistance because the labor-intensive protocols that allow us to safely care for even one patient are just too exhausting. These procedures are barely repeatable more than once or twice of day, and fraught with so many steps and potential for mistake that it becomes too physically and emotionally taxing for the staff to do … so they simply wont show up.

And I am not sure I will, either.

I love emergency medicine. I love helping people and saving lives and I think I’m pretty good at it, but I am also a person and I have a wife and three children that I love and want to see grow up.

Again, more at the link, and well worth your time to read in full.

Aesop, author of the Raconteur Report and Shepherd of the Gurneys blogs (whom we've met in these pages before), has already taken extended leave of absence from his job in the ER in a Texas hospital.  I don't blame him.  Today he crunched the numbers on the Ebola situation, and also discussed the lack of quarantine and the medical staffing situation if Ebola gets out of hand.  He shares Dr. Profeta's perspective (albeit somewhat more profanely).

... if we keep juggling the lit road flares while standing in the gasoline-filled wading pool, we're going to get another imported Index Patient here who infects 10 or 20 people, and quietly expires in his flophouse without running to the ER, because he can't, or won't. And those people are going to float around thinking they have the flu, because flu season, and they won't be African, or have made any recent African journeys, and they'll get the Duncan Protocol.

So when, two-eight days later they come back in, bleeding out of everywhere from their eyes to their asses, all the shit-eating grins at CDC, the White House, and the hairdo news programs won't help them, or you, or anyone else. There won't be any BL4 beds for 10 or 20 people, because we don't have them. There won't be any isolation at the local hospital.

And the smart people who work there will GTFO, because they're not all the same dumbshits as Doctor Ebolawalker Spencer, or Nurse Typhoid Mary Hickox. So they'll clock out, and the people left behind will be the least bright, not the most bright. Every occupation has that ten percent at the bottom of the gene pool, including healthcare. Just ask a malpractice attorney.

The administrators and spokesholes who've lied to everyone about "handling this problem" won't have anything to point to that explains how they can take care of people when their clinical staff elects to say "Hell no" and heads for the employee parking lot. (And if you think there's going to be loyalty to those institutions after the last few years of belt-tightening and having ObamaCare shoved down their throats, let me offer you a dose of reality: they're going to trample people on the way to their cars, and with smiles on their faces.)

More at the link.

Color me unhappy.  Extremely.


When your airplane (r)ejects you . . .

It seems the Indian Air Force recently experienced a very puzzling accident involving one of its Sukhoi Su-30MKI aircraft when the ejection seats launched the two-man crew into thin air without so much as a "By your leave".

India has grounded its entire Sukhoi-30 fleet after a recent crash because it doesn’t want to put its pilots in harm’s way.

. . .

With the IAF operating close to 200 twin-engine Su-30s, the grounded planes represent almost a third of the country’s fighter fleet. India is due to get 72 more of these planes, each worth over Rs. 200 crore [more than US $40 million].

An IAF official said safety checks with “special focus on ejection seats” were being conducted and flight operations would resume only after each plane was cleared. A highly-placed source said the pilots of the plane that crashed on October 14 near Pune had reported “automatic seat ejection.” One of the two pilots was involved in a previous Su-30 crash too.

Five Su-30 fighters have crashed during the last five years, setting off alarm bells in the IAF. The Su-30 fleet has been grounded at least twice in the past.

Former IAF chief Air Chief Marshal Fali Major told HT, “A fleet is grounded when you have no clue as to what brought the plane down. It’s serious.”

There's more at the link.  The aircraft doesn't look very badly damaged in the picture - it was on final approach, so it didn't have much time to go further out of control - but looking at the ruptured fuselage below the cockpit area, I have to doubt whether it'll fly again.

There are a number of puzzling elements here.  How and why did the ejection seats fire uncommanded?  Their circuits are very carefully designed to avoid that, even if they sustain battle damage.  Also, I have to assume they were on a joint circuit, so that if one seat fired the other would automatically do so as well.  If not, why did both fire rather than just one?  Finally, why did they fire on final approach, when the aircraft's (presumably) not involved in high-speed, high-g maneuvers that stress the airframe and systems?

I can't imagine what it must have been like for the aircrew.  One moment they're flying along, preparing to land, hands on the controls, busy with their checklists . . . and next moment they're in mid-air, wondering what the hell happened and how they got there!


Sunday, October 26, 2014


This video report of how the Sergeant-at-Arms of Canada's House of Commons ended the shooting incident there a few days ago caught my attention.

In case you were wondering what makes the clanking noise as the Sergeant-at-Arms moves down the House of Commons aisle . . . now you know.  Kudos to Mr. Vickers for an outstanding job, very well done.


Moving gun safes - a few lessons learned

Some years ago I wrote an article about the safe storage of firearms, where I discussed so-called 'gun safes' (which are really classified as 'Residential Security Containers' or RSC's rather than true 'safes', the latter being by definition much stronger, tougher and heavier than the former).  I haven't changed anything I recommended in that article, but recently I've moved house, and had to move several gun safes around.  I've learned (and re-learned) a few lessons by doing so.

First is the usefulness of a so-called appliance dolly or hand truck.  I bought this model some years ago.  It's designed specifically to move heavy, unwieldy items, with an 800-pound weight capacity, and comes with added features like a ratcheting strap and stair-climbing treads at the base.  Those features meant it wasn't cheap, but it's proved to be worth every penny I paid for it.  It's served me well through three relocations (so far) and a great deal of heavy lifting for friends as well, and is still going strong with no signs of weakness or imminent failure.

Over the past couple of months it's been used to move three safes and several other heavy objects, earning its keep and then some.  The big advantage of a dolly like this is that once one gets the weight of the item balanced above the wheels, it's relatively easy for one or two people to keep it in equilibrium while another pulls or pushes the dolly. When you're talking about several hundred pounds of gun safe, that makes all the difference.

However, when something's big and heavy even a dolly doesn't mean it's simple to move around.  We took my old gun safe from my former residence to the house of a friend today.  It weighs about 450 pounds unloaded, according to factory specifications.  It took four of us - three adults and a teenager - to maneuver it out of one house, hoist it into the load bed of a pickup truck, unload it at the other end, and then get it up several steps and through the front door to its new home.  A few tight corners and narrow doorways made life interesting.  All of us were well and truly knackered by the time we finished.

On the other hand, due to my partial disability (incurred after I'd bought my previous gun safe), and given the fact that I expect to move at least once more (and possibly several times) during the next few years, I decided I was going to replace my large (Liberty) gun safe (capacity 24 long guns) with two smaller (Cannon) units, each rated to hold about half that number.  The wisdom of this decision showed in the ease with which the new units were moved into our new home.  Being so much smaller and lighter than the full-size safe I had before, one person could handle wheeling them around on the appliance dolly, and only two were needed to hoist them into and out of a pickup truck's load bed.  That made life much easier.

There's also a security benefit to having two smaller safes.  I've put them in different rooms, concealing them inside clothing closets.  That way, if a thief finds one, he may spend all his time trying to open it rather than look further for a second unit (at least, I hope so).  I've secured both safes to the floor, so it won't be easy for an 'opportunist burglar' to get into them.  (Remember, if you own tools that might be useful to a burglar trying to break into your safe, secure those tools as well!  You don't want to make his job any easier, after all.)


Doofus Of The Day #794

Today's award goes to Hillary Clinton for this example of ideological idiocy.

Businesses don't create jobs, indeed!  Who the hell does she think creates them?  Government can't "create" a single thing, let alone a single job - only positions that leech off taxpayers, and produce no net economic benefit by growing gross domestic product.  Those who believe government can create anything are living in a liberal and/or progressive cloud cuckoo land.  Government, by definition, is a consumer rather than a producer.

I should think every Republican and/or libertarian and/or conservative candidate and campaign manager planning for the 2016 elections must be frantically filing copies of that speech, and giving thanks to the political gods that be for such a negative advertising bonanza.  This error is going to come back to haunt Mrs. Clinton, big time . . .