Since 2005 contributions from gun industry "corporate partners" to the NRA total between $14.7 million and $38.9 million.  What's the payoff for that kind of financial support?  (Hint---its more than a patriotic love for the Bill Of Rights.)  When the NRA makes you afraid of your own government and the coming economic dinintegration, sales go up for its sponsors.  Why is this hard to piece together?  Its a money game.   

If this is what America is coming to, thanks to the NRA and its corporate sponsors...we're finished. 



Some days you get the chicken and some days you get the rat.  Life's like that.

 

HISTORY IN PERSON

This week, we will print some excerpts from the diary of Abner Moutard (1760-1879).  Moutard was a God fearing man, and merchant whose iron tea-tray factory was located on what is now called Island Street.

“April 31, 1792…have spent time seeking this date on calendar at tray mill, cannt (sic) find it…day may be May 1, unsure…”

“May 1, 1792…believe the loss of April 31 as a day is an evil thing eminating from the followers of some foreign pope, leader of catholicks (sic) in Penns Colony.  I praid (sic) for their souls being saved through damnation”

“May 13, 1792…little son Marion is growing sacks on his chest, appears to have been misjudged at a young age.  May be a woman.  Am unsure.  I cannot judge well. Out of respect to the Lord, I have ne’r seen a woman without raiment.“

“July 29, 1792…Have tak’n (sic) to tapin’ (sic) my bulbus’ (sic) chest lumps w’th (sic) tar rags and pich (sic) from the hemlock tree in naybor (sic) Shunt’s god-les (sic) wood lot. Remov’ng (sic) the strips stingeth (sic), so I countenanc (sic) them for 8 fort-nites (sic).”

“Sept. 31, 1792…Wife Mendon has slaughtered the field horse, by mistake.  I am forced to plow with rodents.  Slow progress, plow’d about 13 inches by nightfall.  Planted one corn stalk.  Went a-bed late, in wet nightshirt”

“November 11, 1792… Armistace Day, much rejoicing (sic) in town.  Thankful for freadom (sic) from the Hun.  God Bless our pres’dnt  and his foot-stuhl.”

 “December 19,1792…

Flesh has grown over chest rags now, cannot find the end of it.  God curse me a sinner, a worm, and trash in His eye, but think God loveth us still, I seek the mind of a shepherd of men, at Sunday meeting.  Rev. Makeover assureth that He loves me this very day, after kneeling at the font.  Am unsure if the Rev. meaneth God or himself”

NEXT WEEK:  Little Sally Flim kept a diary of her efforts to make gin using roots, pond water and bacon grease.  Read her fascinating account of the day it all went terribly wrong.

Gun Show Anarchy...in a GOOD way. 

Just a call out to the man or woman who left this treat at the Pennsylvania Gun Collectors Association Show a few months ago.  After visiting the NRA booth at the show, I was stumped...bereft of words to express my heartfelt feelings about what the NRA stands for...and then this.  I think this says it all.  I might add that the producer of this had better aim than most of their members.     

The NRA is prepared to offer meaningful contributions

The NRA is prepared to offer meaningful contributions, a photo by captainpandapants on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
The NRA released a statement regarding the shootings in Newtown, CT stating that "The NRA is prepared to offer meaningful contributions". I say too little too late!

How Conservative Special Interests Spread Their Message

How Conservative Special Interests Spread Their Message, a photo by captainpandapants on Flickr.

Pastor Bob's Big Find

Pastor Bob's Big Find, a photo by captainpandapants on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Judith was begining to tire of Pastor Bob's pursuit of the proof that the big guy upstairs existed. His insistence on making her and Juna-Mae look at the slides was downright disturbing.