Monthly Archives: July 2015

Lifeguarding

Mr. Boy worked ten hours yesterday in his first paid life-guarding gig for the city and went back for another five hours this afternoon. Lot of hours for a 15-year-old.

He had one semi-funny story. A young mother told him her infant had inadvertently thrown up “a little bit” in the kiddy end. He told her he was “not authorized” to deal with it. Heh.

Could have been worse, he said, an AFR. What’s that? Accidental Fecal Release, in bureaucratic-speak. He’s scheduled to work everyday this week from noon to four.

Second Amendment: Aristos vs Commoners

“Amendment II. A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.”

Most of the modern debate about the second amendment to the U.S. Constitution centers on the need for a “well regulated militia.” It was needed then, it isn’t needed now, and so private guns aren’t needed, either, etc.

But the “right of the people to keep and bear arms” was always the most revolutionary aspect and remains so. It was revolutionary because prior to it, in most countries, only the elite, the aristocrats, had the right to keep and bear (or carry) arms. The men among them wore swords and, sometimes, pistols.

Ordinary people, the commoners, had no such right and though some of them certainly carried arms, they concealed them rather than bearing them because it was illegal for them to keep them let alone to bear them. That was true in mother England and in most countries of Europe and remained so long after the second amendment became law in the U.S.

Modern law has hemmed in the right, the “shall not be infringed,” in many ways. Always imposed by the elite, the modern aristos who tend to be politicians and their lobbyist-cronies. In the name of the common good, ironically.

And so the commoners, as individuals and in groups such as the NRA and the Gun Owners of America continually fight with publicity and lawsuits to beat them back. So far the commoners are winning, via concealed carry laws and, increasingly, open-carry. The latter being more in keeping with the amendment’s wording.

Why I Avoid Medicare

For one thing I have the luxury of avoiding it. My pension allows me to pay for health insurance through my former employer if/when I need to do that. In the meantime, I participate in Mrs. Charm’s company policy which hasn’t yet been quashed by Obamacare. Then there’s always the VA, despite its sorry reputation.

Even the VA looks pretty good compared to Medicare. Back when I was a medical writer I learned that many doctors refuse to take Medicare. Primarily because it cheats them, putting their payments off even longer than some private insurance companies do. Then asserting that their bills are too high and undercutting even their expenses, never mind any hint of profit, which any business has to have to stay in business.

Bureaucrats don’t understand profit because all they need to do to get their money is to lobby their favorite pols to raise taxes. But Medicare has an even sorrier reputation when it comes to patients, which is the main reason I avoid them. They put off a sick person’s treatments with one bureaucratic delay after another. Long enough for many of them to die waiting. If, that is, they have no political muscle, the one thing you always have to have in dealing with the government.

You know, that thing our mendacious president and his party say we all do together, i.e. screw everyone who has no pull.

 

9mm vs 7.62

Two of those five slain Chattanooga military recruiters apparently were not defenseless. They were risking their careers carrying at least one unauthorized 9mm pistol and another kind not identified. They used them to defend themselves and others in returning the Jihadi’s AK-47 semi-auto rifle fire.

Of course they were at a disadvantage because they were ambushed. They didn’t know their lives were about to be on the line. And they were outgunned. The 9mm round has a slightly larger diameter than the  7.62 rifle bullet but the latter has more than twice the muzzle velocity and consequently more than four times as much hitting power. Explained here.

Nice to see post-attack gun sales rising and gun-owning citizens protecting recruiters while Barry Hussein’s Pentagon dithers (what else?) about legally arming them. It took him five days to authorize flying flags at half-staff. So far, all the recruiters who don’t carry illegally have got are those weenie “gun-free zone” decals on their front doors, which only impress the gun-grabbers.

UPDATE:  Barry Hussein’s “soldiers” ask the civilian guards to stop it. Good thing they can’t order them to stop it.

Austin APQ’s new album on tour in Colorado

My fiddle teacher James Anderson’s tango/jazz band on tour in Boulder, Colorado. Complete with dancers. This is new, original music from their latest self-titled album, APQ—which stands for Austin Piazzolla Quintet.  Which you can buy here. And keep up with them here and here.

More orchestra

Another arduous hour-long rehearsal last night of the four American pieces the new orchestra workshop I joined will perform Aug. 1 at a South Austin nursing home. The young teacher/conductor is diplomatic. “If you’re not sure you’re in the right place,” she said to everyone, “play softer.” She wasn’t looking at me, but I knew who she meant.

Looking forward to LOCO’s two hours tonight which is tiring in its own way but easier all around because after two and a half years of jigs, reels and Old Time, I’m comfortable with it and am always in the right place. Even if I wasn’t, since fiddlers all play loud there’s no need to “play softer.”

My teacher encouraged me to try the orchestra stuff and we go over the pieces in advance, but he warned me what to expect, too. Faking is common in symphonies worldwide, he told me, and it’s always advisable to underplay even when you’re sure your intonation is good and you’re in the groove. And play things shorter than written so you’re not still playing when everyone else has stopped… Oops.

As for the nursing home, yeah, good works and all that. The venue is free to the teacher/conductor and comes with a built-in audience. All but one of the other players are young and will just come and go feeling they’ve done their civic duty. Me and that other older one will look around and feel a bit threatened, more determined than ever not to wind up in such a place.

UPDATE:  The concert went well. No major goofs. And the nursing home was the nicest one I’ve ever seen. I wouldn’t mind being “incarcerated” there, if it came to that.

Plowing a lonely furrow

“John Wilkes’ core message – that the government is accountable to the people and not vice versa – grows fainter with every passing year. Throughout the Anglosphere, our faith in the Benevolent State causes us to put ever more power in government’s hands, just as Alexis de Tocqueville predicted we would.

“While the spirit of the Glorious Revolution of 1688 may never again burn as brightly as it did in the eighteenth century, it is with the hope that it may not be extinguished entirely that the John Wilkes Club will plough its lonely furrow.”

Hopefully better than what a Mississippi Brigade soldier at Gettysburg, sheltering in a farmer’s furrow from a Union artillery barrage, discovered. Said he, “Damn a man who won’t plow deeper than this!”

Englishman Wilkes, in case you don’t know, was one of the fathers of a free press and civil liberties and, not incidentally, a popular inspiration for those who fomented the American Revolution.

Via The John Wilkes Club