Monday, March 20, 2006

The Blame Game

While gang prevalence and poverty are undeniable factors in the rate of gun violence nationwide, gun manufacturers shoulder the bulk of responsibility, a national activist said during a service at Spring of Hope Church of God in Christ yesterday.

The Rev. Lennox S. Yearwood made his comments during a sermon following a town hall-style discussion comprised of representatives from local and statewide organizations aimed at stopping handgun and youth violence.
Isn't it curious how often we seem to hear about
gun control
proponents who
themselves have experienced
problematic incidents
involving guns.

No wonder they don't trust us.

I personally would have no problem with all adherents of Rev. Yearwood's philosophy voluntarily registering with the government making them ineligible to own firearms.

Police Van Targeted

A marked police van carrying a sergeant and eight officers was hit by gun fire in Brooklyn, police said.
Goodness. Is no one safe in New York?

Perhaps they should enact some "common sense" gun laws?

MMMVII

Welcome to the seventh installment of The Million Moon March.

This week, we feature "jimmy," courtesy of ivymike.

"Call me provincial," he writes,"but I opted for a decidedly New England flavor. In case you don't recognize the mug, it's James J. 'Whitey' Bulger, South Boston gangster, former Alcatraz inmate, FBI snitch, drug dealer, mass murderer (20 that they know about) and pedophile. Back in the '80s, he owned every crooked FBI agent in the Boston office."

Considering jimmy's background, it's not surprising that he prefers the general populace to remain unarmed, and his pals at Control Arms heartily agree.





I have no idea WTF this one is about, but I'd hate to think that all barcode-tattooed nude dwarfs in cardboard boxes are enemies of freedom--perhaps "Andrew" is just an anomaly. Ya think?

Grading the Graders

I thought I would do a little statistical research myself to see if the Brady Bunch's grading system had any merit other than whining, crying, and pouting.
Sometimes, The Mad Hatter concludes, there are worse things than a failing grade.