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Standing-BearThanks to Robert Stacy and Smitty for the Rule Five links!

I’m not sure why certain pundits insist on discussing the 2016 Presidential race this far out.  At this point in the 2008 election cycle, for example, everyone knew the race would be between Hillary Clinton and Rudy Giuliani.  Look how that one ended up.

So, with that said, National Journal‘s Ron Fournier is wondering aloud if a Donald Trump Presidential run is in the works, due in no small part to the ongoing Christie TrafficGate flapdoodle.

My thoughts?  Trump is no dummy, but he is a buffoon.  If the GOP really wants to lose this race, nominating Trump would be the way to go.

Still.  2016 is an eternity away, election-wise.

Were I to pick my own candidate for President, I’d take a long shot and push former Colorado Governor Bill Owens for the job.  Bill was, brown-bear-1024x768once upon a time, our state representative, before he was Colorado Treasurer and then Governor.  Down side:  Bill has no intention of getting back into politics.

Still, he’s about as likely as Trump – or Christie – at this point.

A couple of tidbits:

Mike Tyson Calls Dennis Rodman an Idiot.  Pot, meet Kettle.  Kettle, Pot.

Supreme Court Appears Poised to Overturn Obama Recess Appointments.   We’ll see.

Food for Thought.
Food for Thought.

Sex Makes You Smarter.  Well, that explains my own particular genius.  (Mrs. Animal may disagree.)

And, finally, I found this interesting:  How Fish Moved Onto Land, Bone by Bone.  And yes, the juxtaposition of those last two stories was deliberate.  Heh.

Well, OK, that was four tidbits.  Oh well.  Have a superior Tuesday, True Believers.

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!
Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Another day on the road beckons.

Normally on my on-site projects, part of the arrangement involves flying to the site and obtaining a rental car.  Since this project is intended to run until late spring/early summer, I’ve decided to take my own estimable Rojito out to Indiana, for two reasons:

  1. My CCW is good in Indiana and Michigan, and it’s easier to take a sidearm or two along while driving.  Since the trip involves a transit of the People’s Republik of Illinois, that also means arms have to be stowed out of reach while in that state, but that’s a minor annoyance compared to checking firearms while flying.  Also, I can bring a shotgun out and find some trap or sporting clays shooting while out there.
  2. I can smoke in Rojito.  Most, if not all, rental companies now prohibit smoking in the rental cars.  That’s OK – they are private property and I’m sure the companies are concerned with the resale value.  But I like to enjoy the occasional cigar while driving.

I’ll be at my destination this evening.  Back to work tomorrow.

Harp BearSo, a short update today since it’s a travel day and I really have to get on the road, but here are some topics to look forward to this coming week:

  • Secular arguments against gay marriage – is there a compelling argument against gay marriage that doesn’t involve a religious argument?  Not being religious, this is a question I’ve given some thought to, and while we’ve discussed it here before, that post has vanished into the ether, so let’s do it again.
  • The late Ariel Sharon.  Reactions to his death are still coming in, so I’ll give it a few days and post some thoughts.
  • Hemingway country.  Last fall, during the involuntary hiatus, Mrs. Animal and I toured in Ernest Hemingway’s childhood stomping grounds in Michigan, including the areas around Petoskey, Hortons Bay and Mancelona.  We even got up into the You Pee briefly and saw some of the country around St. Ignace.  I hope to do some fishing up there this spring.  I’ll post some thoughts.

Stay tuned!

Random Lawyer Joke

Smiling BearBecause who doesn’t love lawyer jokes?

A man, slightly under the influence, stands up in a bar and shouts, “All lawyers are assholes!”

Down the bar, another man slams his hand down on the bar and shouts back, “I resent that remark!”

The first man sneers, “Why, are you a lawyer?”

“No,” the second man replies, “I’m an asshole!”

Rule Five Friday

Some traditions are just too good to give up, and Rule Five Friday is one of those traditions.  Since this is the first serious, content-laden post since the reboot, I’ll touch on several different things today.  Hang on!2014_01_10_Rule Five Friday (5)

Just a few days ago, shops here in the Mile High City (hah) started legally selling marijuana for recreational use.

Interesting, eh?

I’ve been saying for over thirty years that marijuana should be legalized.   It’s arguably no more addictive and no more destructive than alcohol, and probably less harmful than tobacco (don’t ask me to give up the occasional fine cigar or pipeful of good black cavendish, even so.)  So why is it illegal?

Well, until the early 20th century, it mostly wasn’t illegal.  Then again, lots of things were legal then – laudanum, for example, which was an over-the-counter medicine containing a healthy helping of 2014_01_10_Rule Five Friday (4)opium.  So marijuana laws, as these things go, are kind of a Johnny-come-lately.

There are a couple of reasons to favor legalization:

1) Cops have better things to do than chase down stoners.  Also, look at some of the things the War on Drugs has led to, enforcement-wise; no-knock raids, Constitutionally questionable property seizures, and courts clogged with non-violent offenders.

2) It’s not the role of government to shield people from the consequences of their own bad decisions.  With that said, though, it would be a good idea to take the resource now spent on enforcement and instead put them into treatment of genuine addicts.  As with alcohol and tobacco, the casual user isn’t a problem.

2014_01_10_Rule Five Friday (3)Marijuana, of course, remains illegal at the Federal level.  Under the Obama Administration, the Imperial Federal government isn’t doing much about this uncomfortable state of affairs – but that may well change in January of 2017.

 Moving on:  The esteeemed Robert Stacy McCain brings us a concealed-carry tale that brings a  shudder of revulsion.  Excerpt:

A domestic dispute over space aliens escalated Saturday morning when a lingerie-clad New Mexico woman allegedly pointed a silver handgun at her boyfriend, a weapon she retrieved from her vagina, where it had been placed while the accused was performing a sex act, police allege.

To make matters more strange, the arrested woman is the most recent ex-wife of Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist Cormac McCarthy, author of 2014_01_10_Rule Five Friday (2)“The Road” and “No Country for Old Men.”

…After removing the gun from her vagina, McCarthy pointed it at her boyfriend’s head, investigators charge.

Maybe I shouldn’t have brought that up on Rule Five Friday.

It is belaboring the obvious to observe that the whole point of concealed carry is to have a weapon available for use quickly in the event of an emergency.  In this case, since the handgun was placed in the… holster…  during a sex act…

I’m sorry, but what the fuck kind of a sex act involves placing a firearm in any bodily orifice at all?

2014_01_10_Rule Five Friday (1)And what kind of solvent would one use to clean the weapon following that act?  Summer’s Eve, Hoppe’s #9, or bleach?

An old saying, mentioned in the comments section in this story over at The Other McCain, goes “when the going gets weird, the weird go pro.”  That certainly applies here.

Preparations are under way for yr. obdt. to go on the road again starting Sunday, but regular posts will continue uninterrupted from the chilly environs of northern Indiana.  Stay tuned for tomorrow’s first reboot Gingermageddon.

It’s good to be back, True Believers; it’s good to be back!

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