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By Dave Workman ANALYSIS – In the 24 hours following the Supreme Court’s ruling in Wolford v. Lopez—striking down Hawaii’s unconstitutional ban on licensed concealed carry on private property open to the public—many media reports incorrectly declared the 6-3 decision to be a “new expansion of the Second Amendment.” That’s how a headline at Slate described the high […]
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Back in February, I complained that I could not find a belt I liked in the local stores. You readers made some recommendations, and I took them to heart. I particularly liked the belts advertised on AmishMadeBelts.com. So, I ordered one. When it came in, I was impressed. The belt mic'd a sold 1.5 inches and was made from good saddle leather. The only drawback was that it was too wide to fit the holster I use for my SW Shield. The blet was simply a tiny bit too big to go through the loops on that leather holster.
However, it fit nicely on the Simply Rugged holster I use for the SW Model 60. I'm basically a revolver guy and didn't see the little revolver as a handicap. However, a man might live with one woman, but one EDC simply isn't enough. I needed a skinnier belt to carry that SW Shield.
So, I went bac to the Amish website and learned that a customer can sort by width and thickness. I found a belt that was thick leather and yet measured in at 1.25 inches. UPs dripped it off yesterday. I put it on this morning and think that this may be the bees knees for carrying the Shield. The holster fits the belt nicely and holds the gun close and tight.
Y'all have a great 4th.
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A 62-year-old man has died after being shot by a woman following an argument over a Walmart parking space in North Lauderdale, Fla.
The fatal scene, which happened around 12:28 p.m. local time on Tuesday, June 30, according to the Broward Sheriff’s Office, was captured on cell phone video by others in the parking lot. The footage, shared via WPLG Local 10 and NBC 6, showed the woman holding up the gun while the two appeared to be in a heated argument.
At one point, Bart Diguglielmo, 62, took a step toward the woman and she fired into his stomach, before he was seen falling to the ground. The woman then waited for police to arrive.
A woman told police that Diante Sherrill, 42, of New Brighton, assaulted her while they were both in a car, then refused to leave her home, and that's when she fired a shot, according to the criminal complaint.
"(The woman) stated that she was fearful and fired one shot that she described as a 'warning shot.' (The woman) stated that Sherrill sustained a gunshot wound, she rendered aid and called 911," police said in the complaint.
The complaint shows that Sherrill is charged with simple assault.
Knowledge to make your life better. If you have some free time, check out some of these links this weekend. Tactical Entertainment: When High-Volume Shooting Masquerades as Advanced Training “True “advanced” work is usually exhausting because of the mental focus required, not the quantity of empty casings left lying on the ground.” […]Tonight, I donated $100, plus an optional processing fee, to the Salvation Army for Venezuela relief. If you want to donate, you can go here, supposedly a website of the Salvation Army, and it certainly looked to me to be legitimate:
At the top of the page, a box comes up about Venezuela with a donate icon in its lower left. If you click on donate anywhere else, it does not seem to go to Venezuela but to other areas helped by the Salvation Army.
Maybe some of you can also donate. I am hopeful anything you can spare would be appreciated and go toward doing good for the people who suffered so long under Maduro and who now have been devastated by the recent earthquakes. If you cannot afford to donate, say a prayer for them, prayers are free. If you do not pray, at least keep them in your thoughts and hopes.
All the best,
Glenn B
Government ministers have said officials are "exploring every option" to have the leader of a Rochdale grooming gang deported.
Shabir Ahmed was jailed for 22 years in August 2012, but his victims were this week told he was set to be released from prison on licence today.
They were also informed, despite earlier promises, that a 55-year-old law barred the government from deporting him.
The good news is that this guy is such an embarrassment to the groomer gang/Islamophile Industrial Complex that he needs to go, and Parliament is looking for some way to do so.
Minnesota Governor Tim Walz has pardoned an illegal immigrant who was convicted of raping a ten-year-old child to stop him from being deported.
The Democrat was part of a three-person panel that granted clemency to Tou Lue Vang, 42, who was set to be sent back to Laos due to his horrific child sex crimes.
Vang admitted to repeatedly sexually abusing the child for four years when he pleaded guilty to first-degree criminal sexual conduct in 2006, and at the time he justified his actions by claiming it is a 'cultural thing' to 'marry and have sex with girls as young as 12.'
His plea deal allowed him to avoid jail time but face deportation, a fate he has now been spared by Walz and the other two members of the panel, Minnesota Attorney General Keith Ellison and Minnesota's Chief Supreme Court Justice, Natalie Hudson.
This is the party that with no evidence claims Trump is a pedophile but helps keep a guy who makes excuses for raping a 10-year-old in the U.S You also notice that justifying raping a child got him no jail time in 2006.
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The picture was in the local newspaper. My brother had won a fancy barbecue in a contest to encourage kids to open a savings account at the local Credit Union. They came to take a picture of him in his little chef hat, transferring a "baked potato" wrapped in foil with his official barbecue tongs to a little paper plate I was holding onto for dear life. In actuality, he wasn't old enough to grill by himself and it was spitting rain, the potato was raw, stone cold from the pantry. But the photo turned out great and I managed to look as happy and surprised as I think my brother truly was. What I remember most was his seriousness in holding those tongs, just like Dad, in his pride in wearing that hat. It radiated off of him, despite the cold, the wet, and the really lousy potato.
How well you remember those days, when the air is burning hot, the whiff of lighter fluid in the air, the dark nuggets of briquettes, overhead a badminton bird flying over, the only sign of motion in the still summer air. Laughter as your brothers and cousins play. Shadows on the grass as you ran and played under branches from which smoke drifted like a soft touch. Shadows that got to those trees before you did, then faltered, so you could stomp them into the grass under your bare feet. Summer has just one date when you're a kid and that's the first day after school lets out when the barbecue is officially fired up by the man of the house.
But there was more than smoke in the air that first night of summer, something I was too young to understand, but I could sense. There was a war, and one of the boys in our extended family was going. A country I had never heard of. I didn't understand the details. I only sensed those urgent conversations in the kitchen among the adults as they prepared the food for the fire.I knew my Dad had been to war and that he came home safe. Yet why were the women so worried? But I had watched enough reruns of Combat and old John Wayne movies to know more than I should. What I didn't know, I asked, though I did not get the answers I sought. Sometimes you have to work out your own answers, taking a small piece of the puzzle and turning it and turning it, til you see where it fits.
Although it was 20 years before I learned the true scientific methods of investigation, I read, I gathered up every little newspaper clipping I saw, and I watched the news surreptitiously out of my eye while playing with my toys. When a war movie was on TV, I'd watch the adults' faces out of the corner of my eye to see if something showed through, fear, worry, skepticism, waiting for a "that's not the way it was, it wasn't that dangerous, see, I came home!" But no one said anything. All that was in the room was the sound of gunfire and rockets on the TV, and a clock ticking in a long undiminished parade of time we pretended not to hear.
As the rain let up, I'd walk on down the back alleyway, to a neighbor's little pond. There I'd stop to stare down into the water, its surface as placid as a priest's face, hearing all my fears and sins, its surface still and nonjudgmental, a watery veil laid over the mystery of my distress. I looked down where I could see almost to the bottom, the last rays of sunlight playing like orange fire on the surface. There on the surface, a leaf. After a long time in the water, the tissues of the leaf decay, leaving only the fiber, swirling in the surface like soft bones, light from the last of the day's sunlight playing on them like a flame.
Another summer passed, the badminton set forgotten for lawn darts, one less place at one family table. And with my growing, came understanding. I think we spent so many nights out at the picnic table thinking that if we were out back and someone in uniform we didn't know came to the front door, we would not have to answer it. For my Dad and my Uncles had all served in the Great War, and they knew too well that age and time do little to remedy the pain of knowing.For that night we had the barbecue, a communion of family shared with bread and lighter fluid. I would sit in quiet, as we all would, in prayer, for the bacon-wrapped salmon, for unintentionally extra crispy beef, for extra pickles, for another day of safety for those we loved. As we said Grace, I turned towards the coals, looking deep and hard so they wouldn't see a tear, watching the blackness turning to red and light and fire.
There in that simple meal, in those rituals we could maintain, there was solace. We couldn't change the outcome of what was happening worlds away but we could hold on to each other, in prayer, in squabbles over the last cheese slice. We couldn't change fate, but we could fight with it, in the form of a cantankerous piece of controlled fire, with tools, tongs and curses, and sweat. We could at least conquer the grill and put dinner on the table. Dinner together as family.
My cousin came home from overseas safe and sound and summers went back to simple evenings of fireflies and lighter fluid. But times were changing, as they say. My brother, growing like a weed, took more responsibility for helping around the house, especially as Mom was fighting cancer again. The war was over, the one where hundreds of young men, with their hopes and dreams, and aspirations, were released by that invisible hand of honor to come home to their loved ones. But at our home, the war was still on, raging there behind the lines around my mother's eyes.I wondered what happened to that old blue barbecue. I can't recall. But I do so well remember the night so many years ago that Dad handed my brother the lighter fluid, the big tongs, and the meat patties, ready for grilling, all by himself. I can picture him there, as if it was today, under that dark sky with such bright stars, whose distant glitter lured one's gaze into the expanse of immense darkness. And yet the light from our table illuminated his boyish face, his countenance claiming the alliance with those things that I had only trusted my Father to possess, the child in him fading away, to reveal the growing man. My brother simply nodded and took his place, his smile just visible in the fading swirl of spinning fire, the glow that for a moment, drives the darkness away. - Brigid
After speaking with witnesses, officers learned that the man was involved in a verbal and physical argument with a woman and dragged her down the street while being armed with a machete.
Witnesses told police that the woman was screaming for help, and one neighbor came outside to tell the man to stop.
Police said the man who witnesses said was dragging the woman then approached that neighbor while he was still armed with the machete, and the neighbor shot him at least once.
By Dave Workman Fresh on the heels of the Virginia House of Delegates’ decision to push back the effective date of the Commonwealth’s ban on so-called “assault firearms,” the Department of Justice filed a federal lawsuit in an effort to block the law from ever taking effect. The lawsuit targets SB749, alleging that it “infringes […]
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Here are my upcoming open enrollment classes for the rest of the year. I also have a new class in September for which registration will open soon. Here we go… This month I have two classes at Karl Rehn’s place in central Texas. The first is a one-day basic knife fighting class. This […]Cooking lunch today, I was frying some meat pies. Looking through the freezer I came upon a half-bag of frozen ravioli, and thought, Why Not? Ravioli is just a small meat pie.
The parts of the world using the metric system refer to the sport as football. The United States calls it soccer. I don't mind the sport. It looks like an excuse to do a lot of running and occasionally to practice your acting skills when someone bumps you. I don't follow it, but I'm an equal opportunity sports ignorer. I'm not following pro football, basketball, golf or tennis, either.
However, I saw in the news that Australia lost to the United States 2-0 and Australians are saying it is the most embarrassing thing ever. Short memory down under, eh?
AOC: I think young people overall feel a tremendous amount of betrayal about the world that we’ve been left with.
Oh, please. If she had any sense of historical perspective, she would know that the current generation has it better than any human since Lucy walked the Gret Rift Valley. AOC lives in the greatest county the world hs ever produced, during the easiest time that humanity has ever enjoyed.
This generation has it better than I did. I had it better than my Dad's generation and he had it better than my grandfathers generation. I don't now what AOC is whining about.
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Me: "While you're down there, can you pass me a Mountain Dew?"RX: *reaches into refrigerator, grabs can, looks at it dubiously* "'Dirty Mountain Dew'? Mountain Dew with cream soda? That's like the Navy's Army's Air Force."
On June 23, 2026, oral arguments were heard in the Tennessee Court of Appeals Western Section, before a three judge panel, on the Tennessee case of Stephen L. Hughes Et Al. v. Bill Lee Et Al. The case is a challenge to two parts of Tennessee statutes which infringe on rights protected by the Second Amendment. The first is the Tennessee Going Armed Statute, Tenn. Code Ann.§ 39�J7-l307(a),38. The statute makes it illegal for anyone, anywhere in the state to carry a firearm or club with the intent to go armed. The second is the Parks Statute, Tenn. Code Ann.§ 39-17-131 J(a), which prohibits carry in large areas of public land. The laws are leftovers from the Reconstruction era, when they were designed to keep freed slaves and other disfavored groups disarmed. Here is a link to a copy of the order of the three judge panel.
The case was filed as a civil lawsuit challenging the constitutionality of the two statutes. The case was referred from the Chancery Court in Gibson County. Chancery Courts in Tennessee are equity courts. They do not hear criminal cases. The Gibson County Court referred the case to the Tennessee Supreme Court, which created a three judge panel Chancery Court, as required by Tennessee law, specifically to hear civil cases challenging the constitutionality of Tennessee statutes.
The Supreme Court created the three judge panel to hear the case in accordance with Rule 54, as meeting the requirements of a civil challenge that:
(1) challenges the constitutionality of a state statute, including a statute that apportions or redistricts state legislative or congressional districts; or an executive order; or an administrative rule or regulation; and
(2) includes a claim for declaratory judgment or injunctive relief;
The three judge Chancery Court, created by the Supreme Court, held for the plaintiffs the challenged statutes were facially invalid. They infringed on rights protected by the Second Amendment. From the last page of the opinion:
"For the foregoing reasons, Plaintiffs' Motion for Summary Judgment is GRANTED, and Defendants' Motion for Summary Judgment is DENIED. As a result, the Going Armed Statute, Tenn. Code Ann.§ 39�J7-l307(a),38 and the Parks Statute, Tenn. Code Ann.§ 39-17-131 J(a), are hereby DECLARED unconstitutional, void, and of no effect.
The State of Tennessee appealed the decision. It is the oral arguments of the appeal which were heard on June 23, 2026. Judge Andy D. Bennet asked most of the questions.
Mr. Edwin A. Groves, Jr. submitted oral arguments for the state. The major argument appeared to be a claim the Chancery Court does not have jurisdiction in the case. The claim was Chancery Courts cannot hear criminal cases. But, the case is a civil challenge to the validity of a criminal statute, no a criminal case. The Supreme Court appointed the panel. Judge Bennet appeared skeptical of the idea the Supreme Court would appoint a court without jurisdiction in the case.
Mr. Groves also claimed the Appelees could not win a facial challenge, because the laws could apply to "dangerous and unusual weapons" and/or that the intent to go armed could mean the same as going armed to the terror of the public.
Judge Bennet asked if the case is about the Second Amendment, because the Tennessee Constitution cannot have less protection than the Second Amendment. This clarified the merits of the case were about infringements on the Second Amendment.
John I. Harris, II. gave the oral arguments for the appellees. He first decreed this was a civil case, not a criminal case, and the three judge Chancery court had jurisdiction. Then he made clear the statutes in question infringed on Second Amendment rights. He cited law to the effect states may not use procedural mechanisms to defeat a right the federal courts would uphold.
Harris also stated the Supreme Court in Heller, Bruen, and Rahimi held the fringe issues of "Dangerous and unusual weapons" or "going armed to the terror" of the public did not invalidate the facial challenge, because they did not invalidate the challenge in the Supreme Court decisions Heller, Bruen, or Rahimi.
Analysis: It is difficult to understand why the State of Tennessee is challenging the three judge Chancery court on this issue. The Tennessee statutes clearly infringe on Second Amendment rights. The State is primarily arguing procedural issues. It is difficult to see how this benefits Governor Lee or the State of Tennessee.
©2026 by Dean Weingarten: Permission to share is granted when this notice and link are included.
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At around 5 a.m. on Sunday, Alaska State Troopers responded to Old Steese Highway after receiving a report of a burglary with shots fired.
According to investigators, two individuals were allegedly stealing copper, fuel, and other items when the homeowner arrived on the scene.
Troopers say the suspects fired shots at the homeowner, who then returned fire.
When officers arrived, they found a man who had been shot by someone in a white sedan as he was driving through the parking lot, Phoenix PD said.
Police said the victim was armed and returned gunfire, striking the suspect’s sedan. The suspect then fled the area.
First responders took the man to a hospital with life-threatening injuries, police said.
“Take a large Sifter full of Bra Hops to your Taste -- Boil these 3 hours. Then strain out 30 Gall. into a Cooler put in 3 Gallons Molasses while the Beer is scalding hot or rather drain the molasses into the Cooler. Strain the Beer on it while boiling hot let this stand til it is little more than Blood warm. Then put in a quart of Yeast if the weather is very cold cover it over with a Blanket. Let it work in the Cooler 24 hours then put it into the Cask. leave the Bung open til it is almost done working -- Bottle it that day Week it was Brewed.”
The resulting beer would have been a dark, unfiltered ale. The generous amount of molasses likely imparted a noticeable sweetness, producing a flavor profile quite different from what most beer drinkers are accustomed to today.
As part of its America 250 celebration, the New York Public Library asked the New York-based Talea Beer Co. to brew a couple hundred bottles based on Washington’s original recipe for internal events. The brewery also used the recipe as inspiration for “Liberty Lager,” which is available at its taprooms in New York.
History often feels distant, preserved in books and museums. But occasionally it finds its way into our glass. George Washington’s small beer is more than a curiosity — it’s history you can taste, offering a small but tangible connection to the daily lives of those who helped shape America.
Image courtesy of the Mount Vernon website.
Cheers!By Dave Workman The U.S. Supreme Court has agreed to hear two combined cases this fall which could become the gun rights battle of the decade, and finally determine whether modern semiautomatic rifles including the AR-15 and its clones are protected by the Second Amendment. Both cases were brought by the Second Amendment Foundation, which […]
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