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>Miserable, No Good Legal Ruling

14 May

>All right, fine, the Legal Eagles tell me it’s not actually as bad as it sounds; but it still stinks and sounds dreadful: our State Supreme Court, in a mentally inferior 3-2 decision (in extra innings after rain delays on a moonless night, maybe — look, you run your courts your way and we’ll… See, we’re Hoosiers), decided a long-standing common-law right to resist unlawful entry (et sequelae) by the po-leece needed to be swept away.

As a practical matter, it’s kinda pointless; if Johnny Law comes knockin’ unwarranted nor in hot pursuit and you bar the door, you’re gonna get your hinder parts handed to you no matter what; after this ruling, if in the said process of rump-handing he happens to notice any Laetrile or prostitution, De Law is now on firmer ground if/when you’re brung up on charges….

Yeah, alla that. But IMO, it’s not the fiddling technical details, of which you’ve got to be an Esq. and plugged into the local legal loop to parse in full and proper, it’s the spirit of the thing; especially in that policebeings don’t get a weekly mental download from the Courts and are often operating without a whole lot more information on the fiddly details than you and me. (They’ve got handbooks…written, mostly, by lawyers in Law French or whatever they call the jargon nowadaze. You can image the utility of this to the working Peace Officer). So there are a lot of cops out there who just heard the same news story you saw and are thinking, in the backs of their minds, that the State Supreme Court is okay with possibly a little door-kicking and/or some preemptive home visits to the hinky. Most of ’em still won’t (I suspect the degree of personal restraint exercised by most sworn officers is altogether surprising, were we to learn of it) but no population is entirely free from those who Do Not Quite Get It.

And for their sake as well as ours (but mostly for ours, mine especially), this ruling needs fought. When I find out who’s standing up to it, I’ll let you know and we can pass the hat or have a bake sale or something. Wave signs. Go on a hunger strike and chain ourselves to the polling place door! (Look, it kind of worked for the suffragettes and all they were after was a chance to pick their oppressors). Something. (“Fetch the Gura!” Or does he only do guns? Fine, we’ll have to go ACLU on ’em).

–And I want to know who sang lead in this ruling: he needs impeached. Or at least unlawfully entered upon by a policeman or two.
Claire, quit hitting the snooze button on the alarm clock!


>FCC Adopts "Net Neutrality"

22 Dec

>Interestingly, there’s some thought that the FCC may not have the authority to make “net neutrality” rules — oh, yeah, and those rules are anything but “neutral.” There’s already talk of a checkmate by Congress.

Always interesting to me that the worst enemy of the Bill of Rights is our own government.

>It’s The Most ______ Of The Year

22 Dec

>And another semi-local LEO has been nicked for DUI in a squad car. On duty.

When it comes to stressful, when it comes to “long stretches of boredom punctuated by moments of sheer terror” or, worse yet, hours of nail-biting tension, police work rates right up there with the toughest jobs. This is a well-nigh inevitable predictor of a few members of the group having seriously major substance-abuse problems; but I still wonder, do their peers hate these guys? If any group is in a position to know the signs, if any bunch is in a position to see the detrimental effects of habitual drunkenness, it’s police.

So they’re either “protecting” their over-indulging peers — “protecting” them right out of a career — or they really don’t care. I’d actually accept the latter, even though I’d rate it cold-hearted, but the problem is that a problem drinker with a gun, a badge and an official vehicle he racks up a lot of mileage in on the same roads as you and me is a much bigger problem for those around them than the drunk who toddles off the neighborhood bar or liquor store and not-quite-staggers back home.

Seriously, officers, if you have peers who drink to excess, don’t just look away; don’t make excuses. Either get them some help or rat them out to the brass. They’re a danger to those they are sworn to protect and they are a danger to you.

>We’re Doomed! Doomed!

12 Dec

>…Hell of it is, we probably are. Stansberry and Associates are creating controversy and turning a tidy profit by telling you about it as a way of selling subscriptions to their service; and since it’s prognostication, who’s to say he’s wrong? Trouble is, they have a mildly mixed reputation; when the first Google return for your name that isn’t you contains fighting words like “scam,” I gotta suggest the ol’ emptor might wanna grain of caveat or two.

On the other hand — the U. S. Dollar is in sad straits and fixing to become sadder, even with tough ol’ Ron Paul on course to be chairing the committee that has oversight on the bureaucrats who advise the Fed on– aw, we’re doomed: onions have fewer layers.

You do need to have half a year’s food set back (we’re three months shy at Roseholme) and water, too (OMG, we have maybe a month); and though it is flat over the long term, gold has the advantage of holding purchasing power while the value of cash money plummets. (There’s people swear by silver, which is way below the famous 16:1 ratio. Spin the wheel if you can afford it, I guess). And do those things not because doom is imminently imminent but because it is never all that far away; one winter storm, one tornado, one major illness or accident, one layoff can have you digging into your reserves and getting through — if you have them.

Interestingly, as talk of a Coming Collapse or Greater Depression-Like-Thingie (GDLT, you read it here first, folks) is bandied about, I’ve been reading a very apt “seminal book of libertarian thought” that few folks seem to have read: Rose Wilder Lane’s The Discovery of Freedom. (Go to Tam’s Amazon link, buy a copy. You won’t be sorry).

Ms. Lane’s thesis, at least in the early going, is that while Government may be inevitable, it is invariably self-destructive as well; for every “service” a government renders past the bare minimum takes away energy that could be put to productive use; Government must inevitably grow to survive (since it accrues layer upon layer); and although “…there is a natural limit to the amount of human energy that Government can waste…,” but “because men in Government are using…force, they have no means of knowing what this natural limit is.” [Lane, op. cit. p 54, italics in the original].

She opines that societies only grow and prosper when Government is kept small enough that productive effort is not hampered; once Government has got big enough to meddle in economic activity, real progress comes to an end and they coast on past glories, eating up more and more productive capacity in parasitic routine until things fall apart. Government is simply a very complex self-unpowering machine that happens to provide police and courts.

Like that. Only with a lot more steps between “go” and “stopped.”

>Semi-Freedom Of Expression?

9 Nov

>It’s just a little bit pregnant over at North Carolina State University’s Free Expression Tunnel, where some students are up in arms that free speech is, well, free. Mike Flynn tells the tale and has the links.

>Just Say No

16 Oct

>The Libertarian Party missed a chance in not drumming up a candidate for Marion County Prosecutor.

Carl “Wrong Circle Of Friends” Brizzi isn’t running, and good riddance to bad rubbish,* says I. The GOP found Mark Massa to run and he looked like a pretty good choice — until I saw his sleazy attack ad on the TV this morning. (Quick read: the Dem running against him once defended a guy charged with icky sex crimes, which Mark’s ad says is evidence he shouldn’t be Prosecutor; it seems Mark doesn’t understand that once you’ve arrested them, even sickos are entitled to a fair trial. IMO, a public hanging should follow, just as soon as they’re found guilty; but everyone gets his day in court. ‘Cos it could be your turn next and the police try to get this sort of thing right but they’re only human).

Well, okay, there’s always the Dem, right? And even when I loathe their principles, they’re usually earnest and hardworking little nitwits, especially newbies like Terry Curry… Yeah. Except he’s a gun-grabber. Thinks We The People have too many firearms (“even semiautomatics,” quoth he, Oh. The. Horror.) and he says it’s wayyy too easy for us to get more.

Y’know, it’s a pity the recently-resigned BMV director didn’t get nicked working a public loo in time to get his name on the ballot, ‘cos right now I’d vote for a man who hangs out at the bus station before I’d vote for Terry or Mike. At least his creepiness was only small-scale.

We could pick a better Prosecutor by opening the phonebook at random and leafing forward from that point ’til an attorney’s listing showed up.

Mike, repudiate that ad, fast and in public! Terry, learn the truth and say it loud: a firearm in the hands of any law-abiding citizen isn’t a crime.

Or forget my vote. I’ll sit that race out. And press for removal of whichever of you wins, on grounds of ignorance: clearly, neither one of you understands the State or Federal Constitution and you’re therefore unqualified for the office of Prosecutor. Maybe you two should shine shoes in the City-County Building and see if maybe you could pick up a little lawyer-talk that way!
* Mind you, I suspect him of being kind to children and animals and I should not be in the least surprised to learn he loves his spouse, supposing he’s got one. But his taste in friends was lousy.

>All Four Rules

3 Sep

>Jeff Cooper’s Four Rules — or the NRA’s Three, or the U. S. Army’s old 14 — include exhortations to control muzzle direction and to know one’s target and what it behind it.

It’s 2010 and the word still does not appear to have reached every shooter. The linked story tells of a local man, in his own suburban front yard, who was stung by a small-caliber round from a long way away. He’s okay, other than pain and a slug stuck in the muscles of his back (he’s saving up to have it removed); things could have worked out far worse if he’d been only a little more unlucky.

Colonel Cooper tells us, “Be sure of your target and what’s behind it.” My father, teaching me to shoot using the 1950s bomb-shelter behind our semi-suburban house as a backstop, favored a more Socratic method:

“Okay, your target is on The Hill (as the shelter was known). Where does the bullet go if you miss?”
“Into the ground…?”
“What if you shoot too high, what’s on the other side?”
“The cornfield.”
“That cornfield’s not half a mile wide! A .22 bullet can go over a mile. What’s on the other side of the field?”
“Ummm…a pasture…?”
“Yes, and?”
“…and Mr. —–‘s farmhouse?”
“Yes. Yes, it is. You keep that muzzle down! You don’t touch the trigger until the sights are on the target. Bullets always land somewhere!”

In hindsight, I can’t fully imagine the degree of faith and worry that went into his teaching an 11-year-old child safe gun-handling; but he went about it in a way that stuck with me. My older sister and younger brother got similar sessions, too, and on more than one occasion. Kids didn’t shoot unsupervised and supervision always came with instruction.

Safety: it’s your business. Bullets always land somewhere.

Bonus Ijits: What goes “bang” and lives in a stewpot? Hint, it’s occasionally found at airports! There isn’t really a Rule for this, but if there was, it would be one word: Don’t. If you can carry a gun, you can have it in your luggage on the plane if you follow the clear guidelines to flying with guns. Within the basic TSA procedure, the rules are a little different for every airline but you can find them via the web. The TV station, journalists, f’pete’s sake! — even managed to find the TSA guidelines and add them to their news story.