The Smallest Minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities. – Ayn Rand
I don’t know if it’s brilliant, or if I’d have the (*ahem*) testicular fortitude to post a picture of it had I thought of it myself, but you be the judge:
I bet the charge throws are very consistent!
I’m not even going to ask what he uses for case lube.
Found at (where else?) AR15.com.
Long ago I read a novel based on an intriguing idea, entitled “Toolmaker Koan.” A kōan is, according to Wikipedia:
a fundamental part of the history and lore of Zen Buddhism. It consists of a story, dialogue, question, or statement, the meaning of which cannot be understood by rational thinking but may be accessible through intuition.
The kōan, or question of the novel was “Why don’t we see evidence of advanced civilizations throughout the galaxy?” The site Ad Astra explains:
Typically technological development begins slowly, but at some point (perhaps hundreds of thousands or even millions of years) after the beginning of a culture it explodes, leading rapidly to high technology. Unfortunately behaviour patterns associated with non-technological cultures persist, leading to a rapidly increasing population and ever higher competition for resources. This leads to massive environmental damage caused by industrialisation and usually to self-inflicted destruction by fusion fire, nanotech plague, asteroidal bombardment, or more general environmental collapse. This then is the Toolmaker Koan: travelling to the stars requires a highly developed industrial infrastructure, but development of technology leads to nuclear war and extinction.
However, I think Vexxarr may be on to a simpler explanation:
Nazi steampunk zombies.
Sorry, I just wanted to type that myself to see if it felt as awesome to type those words as it did to read them. It did. 😀
Tam, in the comments to Breda’s review of Sucker Punch.
LuckyGunner.com is, as has been mentioned, putting on a blogshoot. I’ve been waiting for an update from them since the announcement. Well, that first link is to the current page, where Lucky Gunner tells us:
The following “Big Guns” have already confirmed they will be in attendance:
(*cough*cough*cough*)
No thanks to the NRA. Reader Longhornjeff sent me one when he heard I was jealous of Robb’s.
Via Weird and Pissed Off, without further commentary:
Dogbert gives investing advice:
Best I can do for you today.
Remember “Deer Roping”? I’ve got another one for you: Neighborhood Hazard (Or: Why the Cops Won’t Patrol Brice Street).
How can you not laugh out loud at “Scottish attack squirrel of death”? Seriously. Go read.
Oh, and “beverage warning!”
Found via Ratlands.
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, SURELY I CAN’T LOOK THAT OLD.
WELL . . .
MY NAME IS ALICE, AND I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW DENTIST.
I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA ON THE WALL, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME. SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 30-ODD YEARS AGO.
COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN?
UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT.
THIS BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE.
AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK HIGH SCHOOL..
‘YES. YES, I DID. I’M A MUSTANG,’ HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?’ I ASKED.
HE ANSWERED, ‘IN 1982. WHY DO YOU ASK?’
YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!’, I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.
THEN, THAT UGLY,
OLD,
BALD,
WRINKLED FACED,
GRAY-HAIRED,
DECREPIT
SON-OF-A-%&*#@
ASKED,
‘WHAT DID YOU TEACH??
In an email today at work.
Found at AR15.com