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Virginia State Constitution: Article 1; Section 13
That a well regulated militia, composed of the body of the people, trained to arms, is the proper, natural, and safe defense of a free state, therefore, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed; that standing armies, in time of peace, should be avoided as dangerous to liberty; and that in all cases the military should be under strict subordination to, and governed by, the civil power.

Alabama State Constitution: Article 1: Section 26
That every Citizen has a right to bear arms in defense of himself and the State.

Thursday, July 31, 2014

More from the BBC

Back to this Ebola thing again.

Ever since I heard about two aid workers catching the virus, there's been just one thing that's been worrying me.
How?
How did these people, trained and educated in all the ways to avoid coming into contact with the virus, catch a dose and die? From what I've seen and read, foreign aid workers follow some of the strictest personal protection procedures out there.

One of the good things about Ebola (Boy howdy. I never thought I'd say that.) is that it's only transmitted by direct contact with bodily fluids. This is another one of those things about the virus that has significantly slowed it's spread, and allows worriers like me to sleep at night.
Even if that bad boy made the hop to a more developed country like ours, it would be a lot easier to control. In places like Liberia and Nigeria, they are still dealing with a lot of stigma and superstition when it comes to fighting the disease, not to mention a distinct lack of modern medical facilities. Here in the states, people show up at the emergency room for an upset tummy.

The #1 nightmare on my mind is if this thing mutates into an airborne version.

Yesterday, the BBC announced that Liberia had closed all it's schools, sent home all it's "non-essential" government workers and was using troops to enforce "quarantines".
WTF?
When I hear this, my mind wanders back to those two foreign aid workers who somehow caught Ebola and died. Did it happen because of a new transmission route that no one was expecting?
Do they know something in Liberia that we don't know?

You want to see a shit storm? Imagine an airborne version of Ebola loose here in the states.

I'm not going to sleep for a fucking week.

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Monday, July 28, 2014

Voila

I was completely brain dead yesterday morning, and complaining to myself about my inability to write anything.

I thought that the long drive would give me a chance to come up with something to kick the muse into gear, and I was right.

I listen to BBC radio (God bless SiriusXM) when I'm not in the mood for music, and their hot news topic for Sunday was...wait for it...

Ebola.

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Rule #1 - Don't catch it.

That has got to be the most seriously badass virus out there. It basically melts you from the inside out. Your eyes start bleeding, along with your gums, your nose, your ears, etc.. But the really exciting part is when you literally start shitting your guts out. As the virus rapidly turns your insides into something like strawberry jam, you spend your last days vomiting and shitting blood until you crash out.

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Apparently, there's an outbreak going on right now in Africa.

And it's a doozy. The worst one they've seen yet. More cases than ever before, and it's spread across four countries so far.
This is not something we tend to lose sleep over. (I'm not a racist!) Ebola has been popping up pretty regularly over there for some time now. It doesn't tend to get very far. Firstly, it's been popping up in some serious third-world shit-holes, for the most part people in those areas just don't tend to travel very far or very fast. Secondly, the deadliness of the disease works against itself. You don't get contagious until you start showing symptoms, and once you start showing symptoms, you don't feel much like traveling anywhere.

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I had a sphincter-clenching moment yesterday while listening to this story. I had to pull over and pry the seat cushion out of my ass at a rest stop.

Apparently, the latest country to report a case of Ebola was Nigeria. A man who was traveling on a plane began vomiting and shitting blood. When the plane landed in Nigeria, they pulled him off and quarantined him. (Was that the sound of a barn door slamming shut?)
And a couple of volunteer aid workers have managed to catch it as well. These are the people who have had all the training, and taken all the precautions, right?

Will it "make the hop" this time?

We could start a pool on which country will be the first outside Africa to report a case of Ebola.
India?
USA?
France?

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Welcome to the "Jet Age"

Hope you enjoy your Monday.

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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Sunday morning sleep-in #96

I got nuthin.
Gotta be in Jacksonville tonight. Maybe I'll see something along the way that will kick the Muse's ass into gear.


Saturday, July 26, 2014

Saturday Morning Coffee #116

Old pictures, and I can't even remember where some of them came from.














Yes. I remember this last one. It's a still I pulled from a video a few years ago.

*sigh* Back in the good old days, when I used to go shooting all the time.


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Thursday, July 24, 2014

Gun-Free Day

Going down to the Jefferson County courthouse this morning.

Their security is like a TSA wet dream down there, and I have to be there by 0730 so I can stand around for a half-hour for the privilege of being treated like a suspect just so I can get my vehicle registration straightened out.

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Odie,

That's gotta be photo-shopped, bro.

I will give you this little tidbit, though.
On airdrop missions out of Pope, the only way to get from the front of the cargo bay to the back, and vice-versa, was to walk on the thighs of all the seated troopers.

We used to make up stupid reasons to do it a couple extra times during the flight, just to be dicks.

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