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Top 3 Concealed Carry 1st Gun Mistakes

Wallace Smedley

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Based in part from the questions I get from my readers, and in part from conversations with people who have told me of their own mistakes, as well as those I made on the way here, I have decided to put together my list of the top three 1st carry gun mistakes people make. As guns are expensive, and buying one that is inappropriate for the task of concealed carry is hard for some people to correct, I hope this list will help people when they are about to make their first purchase of a concealed carry handgun.
Small Gun Fixation

One thing that people tend to give an excessive amount of focus on is in finding the tiniest gun possible for concealed carry. True enough, you can carry one of these dinky little semi-auto handguns in a pocket and no one will be aware. But you do need to…

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Bomb in Seattle

Rioters in Seattle used some type of munition last night to crater a police precinct wall, penetrating it. Presume they’ll be back to finish the job. Rifles in Austin, bombs in Seattle. Ominous.

Via MyNorthwest

Because some lives don’t matter

Protesters Spell Out ‘Love’ With Burning Homes And Businesses

Via The Babylon Bee

insomnia

Truly bizarre. The off-key singer’s voice grates at times. But it’s worth it.

The Lonely Author

Recently purchased two 100 foot extension cords. This poem and every poem scheduled to post in April, were written under a palm tree.

insomnia

my restless heart can’t sleep
ever since she soaked my dreams
like a warm summer shower
of fireflies and fantasies
cascading radiance onto my soul
splashing away the darkness
causing my moons to shine
every sunrise to glow
my life is one sleepy blur
sleep or reality
i don’t know
just let me die of insomnia
so i continue dreaming of her

There will be a short funny post on Wednesday. Feel free to drop by and celebrate my birthday with me. xo

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Flattening Civil Life

From the Z Man, who tested positive for the Wuhan, China virus: ”

“In order to ‘flatten the curve’ we need to obliterate what’s left of civil life. We have to hand to the state the power to shutter businesses, lock people in their homes and reorganize society as they see fit. The price of flattening the curve will be a never-ending war on civil life by a thoroughly corrupt ruling class. So no, it is not just the flu bro. It is not about the stock market or the economy either. It is about what comes after the flu decades after it is gone.”

We’re fortunate to have Trump as president, then, because he’s far less likely to want business continually hampered by government, much less civil life. He removes regulations, he doesn’t increase them. Biden and his ilk, however, would do just that and massively, and raise taxes to boot.

Via The Z Man

Wretchard on the splintering Dims

“With the center broken, the [Dim] party risks losing them to the other side. Trump can nail the Democratic Party colors to the socialist mast with Sanders providing the hammer — and the sickle — and pick up those who flee in disgust. There can be few ironies greater than nominating Bernie Sanders after spending two years of accusing Trump of being too friendly with the Russians”

Afterall, Bernie honeymooned in Moscow at the height of the Cold War.

Via PJMedia

Dustbury, adios

“The Charles G. Hill Web Pages, HTML/PHP Bad Example and Bandwidth Wastage Station Dustbury, Oklahoma, USA”

…is no more. The proprietor having died from (apparently) spinal injuries sustained in a car accident on or about Sept. 3. Chas was a pioneer blogger who was a sometime commenter hereabouts and his sometimes, on the weather, the texas-oklahoma rivalry and software woes will be missed.

He especially warmed my heart in various comments on the illness and dying and death from cancer of Mrs. Charm, such as “…this must be hard on you. Be strong.” and “…if there truly is a next world, surely it must be a nicer place than what this one is trying to become.” I agree.

Good luck in the nicer place, Charles.

Via Dustbury