This was this young lady’s first time out with the AR. Looks like she’s got the hang of it. This was her reward for finishing the school year with Straight A’s. The Evylrobot and I were thrilled to help make this happen. She’s got a great future ahead of her, and we’re proud to be a small part of it.
You remember all that talk about guns being great equalizers? You know, that thing that makes it possible for a 110-pound woman to stand up to a 300-pound rapist?
All that effort to encourage your wives and daughters in the shooting sports? All the talk about how we’re all equal on the firing line?
Congratulations. You just told all those women that they still don’t measure up. Because obviously all knowledge about firearms is housed in a set of testicles.
Hur. Hur. Hur.
Obviously ignorance makes one worthless. You know, like a girl. How dreadful.
Way to go. Good job in showing your daughters, girlfriends, wives just how strong, intelligent, and capable you really believe us all to be.
So Taurus has decided that real pistols have curves.
I guess they’re:
All about that base, ’bout that base, no safety.
All about that base, ’bout that base, no safety.
Yeah, it’s pretty clear, they ain’t got a clue
But they can sell it, sell it
Like they’re supposed to do
‘Cause they’ll put that boom boom straight down your right thigh
All the loud noises in all the wrong places.
Yeah, my salesman he told me don’t worry about the sights
He says, “Bad guys only come after booty at night.”
Instead of sights, it’s got cross hairs painted on the back of the slide because they intended it for point shooting. And a laser and light. But it does come with a handy dandy belt clip so you can go ahead and shove this
striker fired double action lead tosser right on into your pants without a holster, as RECOMMENDED BY THE MANUFACTURER. You know, because everyone likes extra holes in their bodies due to exposed triggers.
No, just no. Don’t do this. This is a terrible idea. Yes, I saw the corny trigger protector they are including. *blink* Because that thing looks reliable. Well, maybe on the Taurus scale of reliability.
I am not generally one to bash a new product prior to ever actually putting my hands on it, but this thing is a joke. It’s a gimmick designed to separate some poor schmuck from their cash. But worse than that, it’s a dangerous gimmick. Someone is going to shove this bad boy into their sweatpants and wind up with a very loud scar. At best.
I agree with Caleb here, and think they put just as much thought into the pistol design as they did their promotional page.
Edited to update to double action rather than striker fired
Our favorite firebrand, Emily Miller, took on Piers Morgan and took him to school.
As usual, Piers throws debate out the window and chooses volume instead over the issue of the legally blind being able to get a permit to carry a gun. My favorite quote
Can I talk? Once we start having cases of blind people going around shooting people, we can come back and have that debate-Emily Miller
What?! Logic and evidence? Piers Morgan cannot wrap his tiny little mind around such things. (Minor quibble, I NEVER recommend anyone rely on the fear brought on by the almighty pump action sound.)
One, ‘legally’ blind is not the same thing as blind. Many people that are legally blind can see to a certain degree. Their disability does not mean that their rights should be limited. Also, I have never met a legally blind person that was not fully aware of their visual limitations. I trust the responsible, legally blind people to adhere to Col. Cooper’s 4th rule, “Know your target and what is beyond it.” I do not expect them to fire blindly into a crowd of innocent people any more than I expect a shooter with perfect vision to do so. I trust the individual to make the decision for themselves whether or not they are capable of carrying a firearm in public just like I trust every other adult citizen of this nation.
And two, evidence. Legally blind people have been able to carry guns in public for some time, and yet, I cannot find a single story where an innocent bystander has been shot by a responsible, gun-owning, blind person. I fail to understand the threat. Sure, on the surface it sounds ludicrous to give a gun to a blind man, but we don’t legislate on emotion. We can’t limit someone’s rights because it feels like the right thing to do.
The blind have a very specific need for self defense. A criminal isn’t going to show them compassion and make accommodations for their disability. They don’t care about the ADA. They see this person as an easy target. If a violent thug is smashing a blind person’s head into the pavement, I’m willing to bet their marksmanship would be just as good as a sighted person’s in the dark.
But Piers Morgan would have them remain defenseless. Thank goodness we have people like Emily Miller to stand up to his bigotry.
I’d like you to meet Nana.
She’s 80 years young and awesome. As a kid, my cousin and I would spend a month with Nana and Granddad every summer. We’d take over the basement and refer to it as our apartment. She taught me the value of proper grammar, much to my childhood frustration.
Me: Me and Mandy…
Nana: Mandy is not mean
Me: *grumble* Mandy and I…
She sat through countless hairbrush concerts with me using a coffee table as a stage. Sure, she’d applaud but only if I had earned it. She introduced me to fireworks and made me face my fears.
It was a great honor when she asked if I would show her how to shoot. She lives alone now. She has already scared off a home invader using nothing more than a stern voice, but she is wise enough to realize she might need something more persuasive if there is a next time. Although, I can tell you that her stern voice is pretty darn persuasive.
We hung a milk carton and started slow. A nice heavy revolver in .22lr. The double action trigger pull on the 617 was heavy, but she did great in single action.
Soon we moved on to her gun. When she decided that she needed a gun, she decided that she needed a small revolver. We did all we could to convince her otherwise, but she would have none of it. Stubbornness does run in the family, I suppose.
Word got around to her nephew that she wanted one, so he bought her a brand new Ruger LCR in .357 magnum with Crimson Trace laser grips. He’s cool like that. Although, he’s never bought me a gun (insert spoiled pout here).
And she handled it like a champ. That milk carton won’t be bothering anyone anymore. She had a great time too.
And while we’re having fun…
All she’d ever shot previously was a rifle in .22lr and 410 shotgun. She totally rocked everything that she got her hands on that day. She is my grandmother, after all 😉
Quote of the day:
If I ever get too old to learn something new, just bury me-Nana
I want to be her when I grow up.
Now you’re wondering how this all ties into Kilted to Kick Cancer, aren’t you? Well, Nana is a widow. Granddad passed away October 11, 2007, shortly after I started blogging. He survived prostate cancer but not without several undignified side effects. He was the 1 out of 6, and his life was never the same. You don’t have to ask why I’m just as committed as Michael to this cause.
Please, for the men you love, spread the word. If you can, give to fund the research to kill this terrible disease. Get checked, or encourage your loved ones to get checked. While everyone jokes and embarrasses themselves, don’t forget that the cause really is a serious one.
It’s just a few more days until the whole world turns pink. Give Kilted to Kick Cancer the boost it needs now.
Well, I didn’t have a girl. How about a niece?
Caught her taking a break.
Don’t use the finger with no feeling to work the slide on a Ruger Mark series.
But at least it doesn’t hurt. Honestly didn’t realize it had happened until I noticed all the blood.