Not Helping

There is an analogy about opinions and assholes. I can think of a couple different ways to apply it to Mark Carman.

And…..

I’d give a countdown to OK Corral comparisons, but the left have already started making them because somebody got stupid in public.

Police responding to a “shots fired” call at a Home Depot store said a customer apparently tried to stop a shoplifter by firing at a fleeing vehicle.

The incident occurred at 2 p.m. at the store on Joslyn, according to a police press release.

A 47- year-old Clarkston woman in the parking lot witnessed one of the store’s loss prevention officers trying to stop a shoplifting suspect getting into a dark colored SUV. The customer — identified as a concealed pistol license holder — reportedly fired shots at the dark-colored SUV as it sped out of the lot.

It’s unknown how many rounds were fired from her 9mm handgun, but police believe she hit and flattened one of the vehicle’s rear tires as it sped off in the direction of Brown Road.

It was not known if anyone was injured in the incident. The customer remained on the scene and was cooperating with police. A report is to be turned over to the county prosecutor for review of possible charges, if any, on the woman.

Hit her with all of the book. As a lesson to others, if for no other reason.

 

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I did not know about these

Just like how they don’t understand that raising the minimum wage makes it harder for low income individuals and families to feed themselves, they apparently also want them more likely to be unable to arm themselves.

Both sides in a nation sharply divided over guns seem to agree on at least one thing: a bigger role for the insurance industry in a heavily armed society. But just what that role should be, and whether insurers will choose to accept it, are much in dispute.

Lawmakers in at least half a dozen states, including California, Connecticut, Maryland, Massachusetts, New York and Pennsylvania, have proposed legislation this year that would require gun owners to buy liability insurance — much as car owners are required to buy auto insurance. Doing so would give a financial incentive for safe behavior, they hope, as people with less dangerous weapons or safety locks could qualify for lower rates.

“I believe that if we get the private sector and insurance companies involved in gun safety, we can help prevent a number of gun tragedies every year,” said David P. Linsky, a Democratic state representative in Massachusetts who wants to require gun owners to buy insurance. He believes it will encourage more responsible behavior and therefore reduce accidental shootings. “Insurance companies are very good at evaluating risk factors and setting their premiums appropriately,” he added.

What if a criminal is found with a firearm but no insurance policy? Will they prosecute? Or will this just become like other firearms related charges; something for prosecutors to drop in the hopes of getting a plea to a lesser charge? And what about coming into the jurisdiction from out of state?

And if Linsky so believes that “Insurance companies are very good at evaluating risk factors and setting their premiums appropriately,” why is he still a member of the party that mandated insurers to go through government channels to set health insurance rates?

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Research and Advice

I believe it was early last week when I found the link to this at the AoSHQ

“If I Just Talk To The Police I Can Clear This Up” — The Dangerous Delusion

I meant to post it earlier for those who didn’t see it, but sitting upright time wasn’t an option. Thankfully I had saved it. RTWT and then spread the word.

Then, over the weekend, I found out about this site

BradyCops.org

It’s not what you think.

In 1963, the United States Supreme Court made a landmark decision in Brady v. Maryland 373 U.S. 83. The decision’s main focus was regarding exculpatory evidence in criminal prosecutions. Exculpatory evidence is evidence that tends to be favorable to the criminal defendant.

In the Brady decision, the Supreme Court opined that the criminal prosecutor has an obligation to make a Brady disclosure where exculpatory evidence exist.

Brady disclosures are mandated if statements of witnesses or physical evidence conflicts with the prosecution’s witnesses, and when evidence exist that could allow the defense to impeach the credibility of a prosecution witness.

Sometimes, it is the police officer that has a history of dishonesty, which will mandate a Brady disclosure. These police officers with credibility problems are referred to as “Brady cops”.

Due to the Brady ruling, prosecutors are required to notify criminal defendants, and their attorneys, whenever a law enforcement officer involved in their case has a sustained record for knowingly lying in an official capacity.

Because of this mandated responsibility, of identifying “Brady cops” – many local prosecutors develop a list of Brady cops that they make available to defense attorneys, thus satisfying that section of the Brady ruling.

The prosecutors that do develop a Brady list will usually reach out to their local police agencies’ internal affairs sections requesting sustained internal affairs investigations that call into question the credibility of those identified police officers. Surprisingly, many prosecutors do NOT develop or maintain a Brady list within their jurisdiction. In failing to do so, it’s left to speculation on how these prosecutors fulfill their reporting obligations under the Brady ruling.

Therefore, BradyCops.Org has a two prong purpose. We intend to build a nationwide database which contains as many of these Brady lists as we can secure. Further, we (BradyCops.Org) will identify those prosecutorial jurisdictions that have NOT developed or maintained a Brady list.

It’s not something you need to check frequently, but mark an update schedule on your calendar. Remember the names in your area.

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Back to Work

So the leg and foot are still healing, but I’m out of vacation/sick time, so it is back to work. It now only looks like a really bad sunburn, with the requisite peeling, and no longer like I stepped into a deep fryer.

Wish me luck.

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Don’t believe everything you read, but…

Could be a hoax, or unrelated, but here’s a 4chan thread that may be from the Umpqua shooter today.

Rumors of the killer being Muslim may be misplaced. He may instead have been a pathetic creepy involuntary celibate loser.

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Back where I’m comfortable

The discharge paperwork finally went through last night and I slept in my own bed. I awoke to find my leg, ankle and foot back to normal size, but looking very sunburned.

Apparently, I had a really bad case of Cellulitus, and not the blood infection previously thought, and not the blood clot they suspected (I was never informed if it was the strep or the staph edition). They were talking about possibly having to remove small bits of me, but I haven’t noticed anything missing. On a side note, the pictures at the link don’t do my case justice. The left calf was at least as big around as my thigh and deep red from the knee to the toes.

So, three days of IV antibiotics (which make you feel like vomiting), Dilaudid, anti-coagulant and bed rest did their trick.

I’m confined to my house, where I’m supposed to keep the leg elevated, until Wednesday at the earliest, and they’d like me to not go back to work until Friday. They’ve given me ten days worth of oral antibiotics and some pills for pain that I didn’t ask for.

As I previously stated, the leg, ankle and foot are back to normal size, but look like I stuck them in a deep fryer. lots of medicated lotion and no socks should take care of the visuals and not kicking too much ass during the oncoming week should keep the swelling down.

Thank you all for the well wishes in the comments and emails. I’ll try to stick around for a while longer and not be so pig ignorant about my own well-being in the future. The ER folks could immediately tell I didn’t want to be admitted to the hospital and whacked me with the Dilaudid with only the quickest explanation of what they were doing so as to keep me from walking out. Once they pulled the needle out they said I was no longer allowed to drive and I most certainly didn’t feel like even getting out of bed, so I finally conceded the point and called the wife to bring me stuff and get the Jeep home.

Being confined to one spot for more than a couple hours is a horrible thing in my little world. The nurses were threatening to strap me to the bed after the second time I got up to use the bathroom, so to say I was feeling like a bit “prisoner-like” wouldn’t be too much of an overstatement. It’s a damn good thing thing they make nurses pretty.

I didn’t even wait for the wife to show up last night to pack up my shit up and hit the linoleum. I told the nurse who insisted that she had to walk me out that I was hoping for some background music to exit to. Something to strut to like Stayin’ Alive by the BeeGees.

Needless to say, I didn’t get any music.

But you do.

Sneakin’ Out the Hospital – Beastie Boys

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Thoughts for the Day

Here are a couple to live by:

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Gladiator

I think I’m going to have to find a copy and read this:

On the shelf of Hollis Mason — the original Nite Owl, turned car mechanic — are three books: his memoirs, Under the Hood; Automobile Maintenance; and Philip Wylie’s 1930 novel, Gladiator, which many argue is the original inspiration for Superman.

Reading Gladiator now, as someone who takes Superman for granted, is an almost disorienting experience; it’s almost as if Siegel and Shuster took Wylie’s work and surgically removed, even inverted, all of its dark, lost generation irony.

t…he tone of Wylie’s novel couldn’t be further from a four-color comic book. When Danner joins the French Foreign Legion at the start of the Great War — which certainly sounds romantic, doesn’t it? — he ends up killing German soldiers. Many, many German soldiers. When his friend dies in an artillery barrage that he survives, he goes into a berserk rage and tears apart his enemies with his bare hands. It feels like digging his hands into warm cow manure.

–Isegoria, Gladiator

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Mortality Stops By

It appears that I underestimated how badly off I was earlier this week.

My left calf kept swelling up to the point where I couldn’t remove it from my workboot without severe difficulty at the end of the day on Thursday and had to wear lace-ups on Friday to even get it into work wear on Friday.

And now my current place of residence is in a hospital bed, having been diagnosed with a blood infection, which they’re telling could have been fatal if I hadn’t listened to the wife and visited the local urgent care center this morning. The urgent care folks took one look at it and said gtfo and over to the local ER. They saw it and popped out some admission paperwork, a huge syringe of antibiotics, and another of dilaudin and told me to cancel my weekend plans and call my employer about next week.

Anyway, the docs seem to have it and me under control for the foreseeable future. Lots of antibiotics and a decent amount of pain meds on tap. Discharge goal is Monday.

Carry on all. I got this handled. I’ll do a full write up when I get home.

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Still among the living

Sorry folks. I’m recovering from the worst flu virus I’ve seen in a decade. It started with chills and shivering so bad I injured my leg Thursday night. Then I slept for 35 of the 48 hours which encompass Friday and Saturday. I finally was seeing few enough hallucinations that I felt comfortable leaving the house on Sunday. Then I came back home and slept.

They’ve sent me home early from work early both today and yesterday after I made mention that I could stand still in the yard in jeans and a t-shirt (48 degrees or thereabouts) and still sweat, so I came home and slept some more.

Real blogging to presume sometime soon, I hope.

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