If I Only Had A Gun ...

Note that it takes thirty mins. for the heat (even in Texas) to stop someone w/ "mental difficulties" & a stockpile o' weapons.

"The minute I saw the TV I knew it was him," said Weaver. "I've been that worried about him."

Caffall opened fire from inside his single-family home, according to Rigo Cisneros, 40, who witnessed the shooting from across the street. Cisneros, an Army medic and Afghanistan veteran, saw police exchanging gunfire with Caffall, who remained within the house. Caffall was shot several times by officers who stormed the house after a shootout that lasted roughly 30 minutes, Cisneros said.

[...]

A Facebook page belonging to Caffall features several photos of assault rifles, including a Czech-made version of the AK-47. On the page, Caffall identified himself as divorced, with “Christian” religious beliefs. He lists a series of snipers, including Carlos Hathcock and Vasily Zaytsev, as "inspirational people."

“I am pulling a cross between Forrest Gump and Jack Kerouac (without the drugs),” Caffall wrote on the site. “I'm on the road, permanently.”

Caffall commented on Facebook about several recent gun purchases, including a vintage Russian rifle. “I just got a new toy,” he wrote in May 2011. “I’ll be at the gun range as much as I can.”

Weaver, his mother, said she had been estranged from her son over the past several months. She said he had not visited her after she became seriously ill.

"We are just devastated,” Weaver said. “He's been very deeply troubled."

She added that she was horrified at the loss of life. "If you're going to commit suicide, why take all these other people with you?" she said.

In an interview with KPRC, a local television station, Caffall’s stepfather, Richard Weaver, said Caffall was a “ticking time bomb” who quit his job nine months ago and vowed never to work again.

"He was crazy as hell," Weaver said. "At one point, we were afraid that he was going to come up here and do something to his mother and me."

People just don't get it.

Sepia

Explained also in excruciatingly broad terms.

Another Brick In The Wall

You'll need one to beat yourself senseless w/ after reading too young to know any better "left" libertarian whatever Dave Weigel on "prog rock". Or it may take part two (THERE IS A SECOND PART? NO!!) before you beg for the sweet release of death by fiery meteor. Even starving in the post-meteor permafrost.

Funny that "prog" rock is such a reactionary form.

Enfin!

Haven't tried it; one of these days, now that we know where we can get some.

O Canada! O Québec!

Across the street, spirits at the 7-Eleven®!

Occupying the rest of the block, the structure that was the Borders Books Movies Music + Cafe where we worked until we ... uh, 2002.

Still plenty of room in there.

Just to gloat:

As sales decreased annually beginning in 2006, with the company losing as much as a billion dollars over the next four years, executives sought more changes. Soon, we were told to wear only khakis, tattoos would need to be covered, no piercings could be visible, and shirts had to be tucked in and contain no offensive language. The DVD section expanded, the literature section shrank.

Shortly after the release of the Borders Rewards Card, we were all given headsets, which would enable us to “communicate more efficiently.” The changes came in an ugly wave: the clothing, the loyalty card, the headsets.

[...]

Think about this: One of the assistant managers once told me that when he began at Borders, nearly 20 years before I was hired, the store gave a Book Test to potential employees. You were asked what books you were currently reading, what your favorite book was and why, and even given a multiple-choice test on where books would be shelved. You had to be someone who loved books in order to get hired.

The headset is why Melanie quit. She said what we all thought: It was degrading and ridiculous. Our store was tiny. The store’s opposite corners could be walked to and fro in less than 30 seconds. I’m still proud of Melanie for quitting – something I couldn’t do. I shamefully wore the headset into which I spoke, “Please bring out more Harry Potter,” each day.

When we were hired (Early 1998 & boy were they desperate.) it was down to the "multiple-choice test on where books would be shelved." Someone asked something about books/lit-ra-chure in general & us, but nothing more specific.

Land Gulls

Some distance inland.

KA-BOOM!

Turns out that not only do we hate this fucking world of shit & pain & virtually all who occupy it & make it that way, we hate it all so fucking much we are about to explode!

Explode like 170 over 80 or something. And don't think you won't be hit by fragments when it blows its stack.

Calling All Prots!!

First-ever major American party ticket w/o a Protestant: Good idea, or damnation to hell by an angry G-d? Either way, shows you have to be a cultist to get far in Republicanism. And this affront to Jesus comes on top of the Supreme Court being strictly mackerel-snapper/kosher.

Get off our lawn, ethnics!!

UPDATE: Other irrelevant Prezi-data from legal eagles. No crackersSoutherners on the major tickets this go-round. Which may explain our dull point.

Hey, Aren't States People Too?

From Soros Central (This is only the most obviously inane of the six sad sack seventeenthers listed):

Indiana Senate Candidate Richard Mourdock: Mourdock, who defeated incumbent Sen. Richard Lugar (R-IN) in a GOP primary after campaigning on a platform of refusing to compromise with Democrats, suggested at a campaign event last February that senate elections should be abolished because “the House of Representatives was there to represent the people. The Senate was there to represent the states.”

And the President is President of the United States, not some "Peoples Republic," right, so the states, in the form of the Senate, should probably be electing the President. Don't you think?

One A Wk. Now?

WFAA

Posted on August 13, 2012 at 1:11 PM

Updated today at 2:23 PM

COLLEGE STATION - A Brazos County constable was killed in a shooting that injured others near the Texas A&M University campus Monday afternoon, according to a source with the county.

Police said the suspect, who was taken into custody, was firing shots from a house near the campus across from the football stadium Kyle Field. The identity and conditions of those injured are not yet known.

An employee with Brazos County said the shooting occurred during an eviction of a residence. The employee said Brian Bachmann, 41, was fatally injured while the eviction was under way. He was been a certified peace officer since 1992 and a Brazos County sheriff's deputy since 1993. He currently served as the constable for Precinct 1.

The school's emergency website issued a "Code Maroon" alert around 12:29 p.m., telling students and staff to avoid the area near the 200 block of Fidelity Drive. At 12:44 p.m. school officials said College Station police took a shooter into custody.

We note from the WFAA site that it's 101°F in Dallas. College Station is currently a balmy 98°F w/ a chance of a thunderstorm & a high of 100°F promised.

Burn Palm Tree Burn

Why doesn't this happen when we're noshing at Canter's? Or when we're at Mr. Pizza itself?Context:

It looks like the local hip hop group Odd Future overdid it during a promotion for a song whose lyrics include the phrase
"Kill People Burn Shit Fuck School."

These new media people, always focusing on the tawdry & sensational.

But Enough About Us ...

Via TBogg, we are reminded of this fuckwad, who was this reporter's professor of Frog when he was in the middle part of being "a middle and senior high school French language teacher." Other accomplishments?

Intrigued with politics, Dunn left the teaching profession in 1970, when he was elected Chairman of the King County Republican Party. He served in that position for 6 years, and in 1976 he was elected as the GOP National Committeeman for the state of Washington. He ultimately rose to be a Vice-Chairman of the Republican National Committee, before finally resigning his various Party positions in 1983 and becoming a securities broker.

Oh, & ...

In September of 2004, Dunn completed a 40-year odyssey when he harvested a male Alaskan Brown Bear on Baranof Island in S.E. Alaska and completed what has become known in hunting circles as the North American Super Slam: the taking of all 28 huntable big-game animals recognized by the Pope & Young Club. Although six other bowhunters had managed to accomplish that feat prior to Dunn, he was the first to complete the Super Slam barebow --- meaning no pins, no sights, or other aiming devices. In short, his arrows were guided only by instinct.

Nugent, ecstatic that veepinee Paul Ryan has bowhunted, reminds us that grocery stores are for P.C. weaklings:

“This kind of discipline is just what America needs in leadership and I know it appears to be a huge leap from what some consider recreational activities,” he said. “Paul and I could go to the grocery store if we wanted to, but we have chosen this original primal pursuit of game with a self-limiting weapon. And that says volumes for what drives this man to do the right thing in spite of political correctness.”

As if Paul Fucking Ryan feeds his famb'ly from his bow-hunting kills. Christ, what an ...

Thanks to Blogger™, we can get this essentially-random-encounter-w/-a-killer-weasel anecdote out of our system w/o boring the TBogg commentariat. And yes, Mr. Dunn went on about bow-hunting & his politics during French class. We can also mention that bowhunting is hardly the sport of We, The People.

The Old Get Old, & They Go On Longer

And longer & ...

When my family moved to the San Fernando Valley from the East Coast, in 1965, my mother told the realtor she wanted an older home. The oldest they could find was a 1950s ranch-style house in Studio City.

There you have it. Also, the agony of white flight:

By 1976, when I was eight years old, my parents realized it was cheaper to buy a house in a better school district than to keep sending three kids to private school. Beverly Hills had good public schools and Spanish-style homes from the ’20s. They settled on a Spanish-style house at 438 S. Rodeo Drive, south of Olympic Boulevard, and, not long after buying it, took us to see it. It didn’t look 1920s. There were white shag carpets, sliding glass doors, and heavy gold paint everywhere. And no pool! What were they thinking?

[...]

Today, I live in East Hollywood, and, as much as I loved growing up in Beverly Hills, I can’t imagine ever living there again. The Westside feels different to me now. There’s more traffic, more attitude. Besides, I’m nostalgic by nature, and no one wants to be with the woman who says, “Oh, that’s where Camp Beverly Hills used to be.”

East Hollywood covers a lot of territory. Some of the flatter parts could pass for gritty.

Hope she doesn't really live in Los Feliz, or the hills of East Ho.

Run Ryan Out Of Congress Too!

G.O.P. Drag Queens

Ouch!

Somehow, when the authoritarians on the Right search for icons of manly warrior power to venerate, they find only those who like to melodramatically play-act as such, but who ran away when it came time to actually perform. Indeed, such figures dress themselves up with extra-flamboyant trappings of faux Toughness for the same reason female impersonators have long favored over-the-top feminine costumes and gaudy make-up: the more one lacks an attribute which one wishes to project, the more extreme one must be in pretending.

P(r)ick Of The Wk.

Who else?

Mr. Ryan

Politico has an interesting background piece on Rep. Paul Ryan (R-WI) which includes an anecdote showing his "keen sense of how his status had changed once he won his first election to the House in 1998."

A reporter he knew from his days as a congressional aide approached him to wish him well.

"Congratulations, Paul," said the reporter, who was several years older than Ryan.

"It's Mr. Ryan, now," he replied.

No surprise. Is there anything else any one needs to know about this colossal jerk?

(Same shit at Whiskey Fire.)

In Re: Ryan Running

Does it really make a dime's worth of difference?

Are We Sure The DoD Invented The Internet?

One must wonder.

Cable run to & from hell.

Dial 'phone?

17-inch (43+ cm.) steel door.

Luxury Accomadations

20th century Skype™/magicJack™.

Wild In The Streets?

We went several blks. down this st., but found no indication whatsoever of children (or adults) see-sawing (or teeter-tottering, depending on your region) in said st.

Call Me Ishmael

So. Not issue then?

Harpoon mock-up furnished by Boeing.

Blast shield

When the fuel leaks.