Saturday, November 05, 2005

Carrying Concealed Weapons in Wisconsin

The Wisconsin legislature has begun to hear arguments for and against a bill that would allow people to carry concealed weapons, such as handguns, knives and billy clubs, so long as they are at least 21 years old, pass a background check by the state Department of Justice and complete weapons training.

Not to put this too indelicately, but the arguments for carrying concealed weapons always sound more than a little stupid. State Senator David Zein views a willingness to carry weapons as a simple test to find out whether or not I deserve to live. Zein said, “If people don’t want to defend themselves, they deserve to die.” It’s a fact, senator, that not everybody wants to carry a weapon, but it doesn’t make them any less virtuous than anybody who would, and especially not people who would repeat the kind of sanctimonious crap you do. It’s a fact that some people would like to spend an evening in a restaurant or a tavern without having to wonder who’s carrying a weapon, and whether or not the evening might end in gunfire. Don’t give me the argument that law-abiding citizens won’t misuse their handguns; those who argue in favor of this bill say they want to defend themselves in public places. I’m not too happy about my chances for survival if I find myself caught in the crossfire between the law-abiding likes of you, Sen. Zein, and a common criminal with a handgun.

Representative Scott Gunderson, a cosponsor of the bill, broke down in the legislature as he recalled how someone attacked him with a crowbar. Gunderson supposed he wouldn't have been attacked if the criminal thought Gunderson was carrying a weapon. And maybe Gunderson wouldn’t have been attacked if the criminal thought Gunderson was carrying a weapon illegally, or if the criminal thought Gunderson had a black belt in Judo, or any one of a number of other specious suppositions, but the criminal wasn’t thinking that. He wasn’t thinking much at all; if he had been thinking, he wouldn’t have been threatening somebody with a crowbar.

I'm not crazy about letting members of the public carry handguns, for much the same reason that I'm not crazy about sharing the beltway with anybody who can apply for a driver's license: An awful lot of so-called law-abiding citizens can't abide even the simplest laws. It's bad enough they can't remember to signal when they change lanes. To think about what they're going to do if they can carry handguns in public ... why isn't the reason this scares people self-apparent?
Farts Galore!



An island in the middle of Island Lake Massachusetts, floats on a layer of decomposing gas and moves from one side of the lake to the other as the (breaking?) wind carries it. (The NY Times also reported that there's a sizable patch of marijuana growing on it, so I suppose it'll be trampled before the weekend's out.)

A landfill in Kansas smells like farts and disgusts the neighbors.
Think of endings for this sentence: "Dude, I pinched such a big log yesterday ... "

Obligatory related link about Bob Dougherty, Home Depot, and a prankster with some heavy-duty glue.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Dick Source Of Leak
White House spokesman Scott McClellan would neither confirm nor deny a New York Times report that Vice President Dick Cheney's chief of staff, Lewis Libby, learned about Plame in a conversation with Cheney
(Sorry about the headline. Couldn't help myself.)
(A tip o' the hat to Swambo for the headline.)

Sunday, October 23, 2005

OMFG!
The complete collection of Calvin & Hobbes has been printed as a three-volume, bound hardcover set of books. God dammit! How am I going to pay for that?
Added: A recent story about the reclusive Watterson, creator of Calvin & Hobbes.

Monday, October 17, 2005

What I'm going to do with my $170 million
We're hatching ideas for what to do with the money when we win the Powerball this week. I'm going to hire the Swedish Bikini Team to hang out at the corner gas station, where they'll hug and kiss every motorcyclist who pulls in wearing a helmet, and ignore the ones who don't.
I think Barb will be able to afford another trip to the quilt store.
A Fark story that begins with a literary reference.
Dunno why that strikes me as funny. I guess it's all the boobies and scat jokes.
Oh, great; something else I've got to start saving for.
My favorite comics-page character, Little Nemo, has been published in the comic strip's original format, a huge book.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Is that something I'm supposed to look forward to?
His bumper sticker didn't make it entirely clear, but I think I can safely assume that he doesn't like it when the liberals treat him like shit, and that he doesn't mind when the conservatives do.
Autumn in Wisconsin
This tree (and many more just like it, come to that) is right across the road from my house, and the sun caught it in such a way that I was compelled to fetch my camera and snap a picture of it, proving to myself once again that I can't capture the most stunning moments of my favorite season with a camera. It was a stunningly fiery vista, but it made for a pretty lame photo.
Metablogging ... blog the blog

0620: Hit the "creat a blog" tab
0622: Fill in all the blanks, hit the "next" tab
0623: Username "DaveO" is not available. Okay, I choose "Winkus McMuffin"
0624: "Winkus McMuffin" isn't available? You've got to be kidding me. Okay, I choose "Tim The Sponge"
0625: It can't be possible that somebody else has chosen "Tim The Sponge" for their username. Fine. I choose !Q@W#E3e2w1q
0626: Oh, for shit's sake. "Monkeytrousers" then.
0627: I'm stuck with "Monkeytrousers"? This is not a feel-good introduction to the blog world.