You know what I’m talking about-it’s everywhere, and it affects every decent man.
Out there, there is a huge number of men who are sick of it. We’re sick of being made figures of fun and ridicule; we’re sick of having girly-men like journalists, advertising agency execs and movie stars decide on “what is a man”; we’re sick of women treating us like children, and we’re really fucking sick of girly-men politicians who pander to women by passing an ever-increasing raft of Nanny laws and regulations (the legal equivalent of public-school Ritalin), which prevent us from hunting, racing our cars and motorcycles, smoking, flirting with women at the office, getting into fistfights over women, shooting criminals and doing all the fine things which being a man entails.
Read the rest at Kim’s website, and linger a while-there’s lots of good stuff over there.
Thanks to Kim for permission to repost, and also Western Rifle Shooters for leading me to Kim’s website. You might as well head over there too, while you’re at it.
I found these ham made pieces, along with a nice (appears to be new and unused) MFJ tuner, along with a couple huge boatanchor radios. I left the boatanchors, and bought the stuff above.
A couple weeks prior, I purchased a “grail” radio (for me anyway)- a Zenith Transoceanic H500. As you can see, it’s in nice shape:
I took the chassis out, and it’s unmolested. I plan to recap it, install the filter caps, and replace the selenium rectifier with its modern counterpart. As much as I’m tempted to not change a thing, I’m more interested in using it, so the rework is necessary.
I didn’t pay too much, nor too little.
The moral of the story is to lurk the little second hand shops.
On Friday, I made my first HF contact, using my FT 857D connected to a Chameleon CHA F Loop. My contact was with a woman (Karen) in Urbana Illinois, on 20 meters-14.265 Mhz.
Today, I changed the oil on the Nissan, and again the old oil was black and nasty. This truck has the ugliest oil of any vehicle I’ve ever owned, other than my VW Rabbit Diesel. Better to come out filthy than clean, though. At least I know it’s doing what it’s supposed to.
I hope the interior of the engine is cleaner than the oil…
Many Constitutionalists constantly badger everyone around them that the restoration of the document or a return to its origins will create a new yellow brick road where the government acknowledges and protects individual liberty at every turn and the central government in contravention of all human recorded history will remain small and vigilant of every predation on individual liberty.
Ad nauseum, the same parroting of nonsense learned in government obedience classes carefully and artfully disguised as civics class begun by a pledge to the centralizing instrument of mankind on the North American continent.