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i figured the flock's tempting the sealion to eat one of them so the rest of bastards can make snacks of their buddy's crumbs

awwww, but some of my best friends are metros! they usually have the best cameras, tents, ropes n' drugs, and are more than happy to drive - i'd be happy to be one if only i wasn't...

i've been called many things, but never a metrosexual - a quick glimpse at my ride, my clothes, my manners and my life will explain why

was up there this morning - the snow conditions are horrid for bipeds currently - super deep n' unconsolidated - folks bailing all over just a little bit above the top of the lift - if you go, take skis as snowshoes weren't that much of an improvement!

but how does canada have less of a gun culture then us?

We watch the same movies in Canada, we watch the same TV shows in Canada, we play the same video games in Canada. Hell, a sizeable proportion of those movies and TV shows and video games are written and/or produced by Canadians, in Canada. And yet, despite spending our entire lives wallowing in exactly the same "culture" as our American brethren, we're no-where near as likely to kill one another. Guns, knives, baseball bats, hockey sticks, you name it, we just don't take up weapons against one another with anything approaching the enthusiasm of Americans. If the popular culture is responsible for the mayhem, then why isn't the mayhem rate just as high on this side of the border as on your side? Clearly there's something else going on: the "guns don't kill people - video games kill people" argument is BS. what are the basic gun law differences between our two nations? my understanding was that there's not too much?

everyone knows there's a Natural Mellowing Agent in maple syrup...

dunno what you're on about, ole'boy, i'm fully in touch w/ my feminine self ('specially most mornings in the shower ) n' transmit nothing but blissful bi-sexual love for all in my immaculately conceived posts... it's you coarse bastards done run off the quality!

AKA girlclimber

again, the conversation de jour ain't about changing violent human nature, it's about trying to take said nature into account when creating law so as to limit the carnage. many of the things you list there matt weren't the product of individual loonies, but were madness on a grand scale, which is a different kettle of fish - huge crowds wanting to burn n' lynch are of course going to do more damage, but the 8th amendment's done a good bit to make that nasty manifestation disappear.

i thought the vast majority of 2nd amendment supporters were all about the fun of target shooting? who am i or you to tell old boys they ought not be able to fire up cut-out figures of the obama-llama, so long as they don't take steps to realize the fantasy? is it wrong to daydream of killing all the dipshits you're surrounded by on a daily basis so long as it stays just that, a dream? fucksakes, who can control their dreams anyway? 99.99% of folks play "grand theft auto" and watch "the godfather" and don't go gunning down their whole school - those who do go ape-shit and do shoot a shitload of folks don't all spend their time in front of their xbox either - your connection between the two things is mighty tenuous (and you miss my earlier point entirely, we've always been immersed in a culture that glorified violence and prized him that could wreck the most havoc) - the connection between mass-shootings and modern weaponry however is pretty damn clear. in the perfect world, all constitutional problems aside, which do you think would better reduce gun violence: a return to 1791 personal artillery or a giant government agency to provide oversight and ensure that all american media be disney-ified?

i've always thought this argument particularly silly - for christ's sake, my beloved beowulf, the first work of the english language, more than a millenium old, is drenched in blood and battle - the fucking bible is filled w/ violent filth - early americans murdered natives by the boatload - our recent ancestors broke people on racks and burned their enemies in big public galas - humans today are not so different form the past, filled w/ ugliness as well as beauty - what's changed is our ability to project both of those qualities upon the world. besides, as a fervent anti-communist, aren't you incredibly suspicious of any government intentionally setting out to change human nature? of a 'great leap forward' orchestrated by politicians? seems to me gov's job isn't to change people so much as to find ways for them all to get along w/ a minimum of disaster and a max of happiness...

calling dawg, paging dr dawg...

Trip: Bacon Wand - - The All Hallowed South-East Corner Date: 12/28/2012 Trip Report: holyfuck, the inaugral tr for the cuntly-columbia gorge forum?!? kevboner got me in the right mode way the fuck back this summer, returning from yosylum as i've had the good fortune to find myself some number of seasons in a row - incessant inanity and mean-spirited insights on the occasion of the summer-opening, me back in a blissed-out state of granite-joy just as the beacon-wand opens - what better way to use his holy-thread then a year-long journal in each visit's happenings, hopefully stripped bare of banality, of the best-meaning but jesus-fuck worst offerings of daily observations? (don't worry, i include them in the appendices below ) but to top-it-the-knob, i tender my final tr of the year as a basis for this worthy-registration! 12/28/2012 - no doubt my last dalliance w/ the bacon wand for two-single-ought-twelve - my 34th Dance of the Dullards in the days of now - a christmas season of cunts-delight, the dim skies and dismal continuous showers of tepid-rain in all directions - fuckall for five-hundred leagues, boxing the bitchy compass... a night of fine closure, clear now in the fast-ascending clouds of alcoholic stupor at 330 in the morning, a freeze-fog outside covering the red-devil in delightful shrouds of mithril, me fur-clad and clattering on a laptop to record it all, surrounded by feral cats camped out in my living room, infelicitous felines... the day dawning on the bofa, the youngest child coughing out the oddest sounds of croup - the afternoon and evening spent conveying Girl Scouts to mcminville for aquatic cavortions mike's at camas well after 9, the moon cloistered behind thin cloud, an unexpected strong wind from the east - giddiness - expectations - fear and lotions? girded n' casting out at the base shortly afore eleven - big rack, big by solo standards, me fresh from the fear of the ruined mayan apocalypse just a week before - the whole cliff just as greasy then as if a greedy girl had hosed it all in ky-jelly tonight was just right - enough clouds to serve the earth as sweet blanket, preventing the brutal descent into arctic-temps, but not so much as to prevent the full-moon shining down on most occasions (though every few minutes the great weight of light sagging out of the scene, the headlamp-less mammal's sudden descent into near-total dark, saved only by the blink of the bonneville dam) dry where dry, ice where damp, and up we went w/o incident i fear for those who fancy snuff-porn before noon - a strange medium i'll confess for such a trip - no pictures would do, so sad - huge moon-dogs circling the ghostly-orb, separated from us by but a handful of water-molecules holding-hands - a stiff breeze, but not so awful as we've experienced in days-gone-by in the foul days of the late bush-administration.... a stop in the calm of the high-trail for the (LEGAL!!!) catching of the breathe on the way down, the Setting It All Straight so critical in cock-eyed endeavors such as this - gear sorting - a whole year of jesus-fuck-this-carabiner-is-mine drama dispensed with - hot toddies n' the dregs of the tobacco, a screw-driver n' a bottle of burgundy in the car for the dismal bending of space to follow camas somewhere after two - an already-forgotten reach from there - the words dispensed with, the night is dying - i'm off to bed! ----------------- a tradition i'd hope to hold to so long as most my teeth are still set firm in my fleshy skull - my various collections of vignettes from the beacon rock climbing season of 2012! Gear Notes: Big Head Approach Notes: out 14, back 14

12/28 - dal'right, come hell or high-water i'll wager that was my last bid of the year - 34 days dancing on the bacon-wand will have to do for two-single-ought-twelve (weeeeelllll, starting w/ the legal season since febuary i figure....) - a frosty-frosty lap w/ the good miker, roughly 3 hours commencing a mouse-fart afore midnight - might have to make a formal tr of it to set the thing straight?

I hope they revert to the Clinton tax levels and that they impact you personally more than you anticipate, and I hope it hurts badly. and it's the right that accuses the left of a "war on christmas"

so...where can i buy one (legally) today? does the atf let me have my own explosives? a nuke, shoudl i care to create one? you do enough damage with power drills, SON! funny, 'cuz every bolt i put in still manages to be mangier n' a 3$ mongolian-whore i had a wierd gun-education - 3rd generation military - father a champion marksman to boot - guns all over the house, but never much discussed - the misfortune i wrought alone w/ a mere air-rifle too ruinous to discuss even now - i doh't pretend any solution would put a huge hurt on mass-shootings, which is really the best any true-believing libtard could hope for - we don't seem to have a lot of problems w/ mass bombings in our nation, so the regulations in place seem to be working pretty well there - doesn't seem like serious semi-automatics are that far oughta reach, but then its clear no solution can avoid grandfathering the gigantic goddamn backload of such weapons already on the street - i'm quick to arrive at the cynical notion that we won't be much able to do more than keep shit-to-shoe-level for another generation, but that alone is a pretty noble ambition...

climbergirl or krist-almighty was it girlclimber?

i think cc.com has weathered the passing of the FW just fine...

so...where can i buy one (legally) today? does the atf let me have my own explosives? a nuke, shoudl i care to create one?

i don't think any of the current proposals are intending to prevent all murders, just the high-body count ones - hard to stab to death 60 people in 60 seconds, no? as to your other questions, sure, the 1st amendment continues to be reconsidered in the modern era - wikileaks, for example? the move to make it as hard for the gov to read your email as your regular mail? i don't think there's been as fundamental a change in communication technology as in weapons at any rate. by 1791 you could already communicate an idea w/ pretty much the whole nation, but you couldn't kill everybody in a crowded theater in the time it takes a chimp to come... the breathalyzer for all idea would be interesting to see kicked aroudn by courts - the right to privacy is not clear of course, but judges might say the 4th amendment was being violated by such a broad mandate - not necessarily a bad idea, though it means i probably wouldn't be driving anywhere again rpg's can be had for, uh, what, like 10$ and some food stamps, right? no way in hell those should be legal, right? sure - old boys can improvise themselves if they wanted, but that's no reason to make it legal to buy them at wal-mart, agreed?

no need for a speed governor on my red devil, i'm lucky when she can even get near the speed limit i've no problem w/ cars not being able to drive faster than, say, a 100 mph, as you might need to bust the speed limit to get somebody to the hospital, though faster than 100 would likely just add to the # of folks needing to be taken there - at any rate, there's hardly a constitutional basis for a debate on the right to speed all rights have limits - hardly any sane person would think the 2nd amendment would permit honkies to have anti-tank guns or harpoon missiles, no? so clearly the right comes w/ restrictions, restrictions which, in the founders' time, were happily provided by the limits of then-modern technology (the price and lethality of weapons most importantly) - now that the industrial revolution has fucked those limits all up, it doesn't seem retarded to re-impose them through law.

at least 2 minutes of direct sunlight

whirled peas

beaming bright moon tonight - need a partner for late tomorrow night!