Wat’s Carbon Water-N-Stuff Thread - Concepts In Iron And Wood!!!

The compact 9mm pistol replaces an old revolver that was too bulky to carry when my gf and I are out in areas where we might be vulnerable. So far I have never had to use it as defense against humans or other animals. The revolver now stays locked in my bedroom. The nearest police presence to my place is 8 miles on the reservation.

I've kept an old .22 farm rifle for the past 35 years. Only had to use it once to shoot a rabid skunk I had caught in a packrat live trap. There is plenty of poultry where I live, and I have not been into hunting since I was a kid.

I have a shop. I do not own many duplicates of my basic farm, construction, and mechanic's tools. Same goes for guns.

None of my neighbors fetishize their guns, and only a few ever mention guns in the context of political discussions, unlike "wat" takes place regularly on this thread

As for your prior snide remark about me not walking my talk, there is nothing inconsistent about my posts and my long-time personal ownership of guns. If you think otherwise, either cite the inconsistency or shut up.

Sounds like you're one of those people have have a small arsenal you constantly claim isn't necessary.

Basically, you've outed yourself as a nutball on the internet.
 
Oh, and because it royally chaps the asses of every tiny turd/pussy/cunt/Libturd here, guess who made it to 80K reactions????


You lot will all be long dead before you see that number in your stats as anything besides a post count.
98.7% of those reactions are by your fellow dipshits in this thread alone. You're the most popular turd in the outhouse. Congrats!
 
Shhhhh!!!

What happens in the back forty STAYS in the back forty.
The last time Wat talked about his ranchette's "back forty" he posted a pic of his cute little gussied-up antique Ford tractor. It did not look suited for mowing 40 acres, but maybe he meant 40 yards.

I suspect his admirer Lulu thought that his back forty was something sexual in nature. At this ammosexuality thread, everything has a double meaning to the phallic-obsessed gun nuts.
 
The part that gun-obsessed ammosexuals don't get is that normal people don't have a fetish with collecting an armory, bragging about each purchase, equating those purchases as a measure of their "manhood", and characterizing their perceived enemies as "pussies".

It's just a basic tool, for Christ sake. Grow up.

I dunno. For a lot of people it's also an interest and a hobby as well as practical. They're utilitarian for sure, particularly if you live on a farm or somewhere like Chicongo. Sure there are a few people who go a little overboard, but it's the same thing with classic car collectors, or people who collect postal stamps they will never use for a letter. LOL. Or beer-can collecting, which personally I think is pretty weird but whatever. I wouldn't think of those as a fetish either. More of an interest. The people that fetishize guns are the ones that are terrified of them and want to take them away from everyone else because they're scared little pussies.

They're more than a basic tool - you could say the same thing about swords. I train with swords at Hapkido, I really enjoy sword fighting training and I have half a dozen different ones, as well as quite a few knives for knife-fighting. And a beautiful kukri, and two Shan swords from Shan State in Burma. LOL. And a couple of old Australian Army jungle machetes. I don't festishize them but I do enjoy training with them and they're all very well cared for and a little on the sharp side LOL. Now, if I started talking about them, anybody who wasn't into swords and knives would probably think I had a fetish, but really I just like pointy weapon things. I have a replica Zulu assegai and a three-pronged Papuan bird spear as well. And a full size Zulu shield, a lovely Malay Kris and....LOL see what I mean. It's a hobby. You could say they were just tools, but that would take away all the enjoyment of owning them......

So nah, it;s just you're not a romantic at all, that's all.

And btw, I love my old jungle carbine. It's a work of art. That wood....sighs.... see, coati, you're just not romantic at all. It's love, not a fetish. But strikes me you are unable to discern the difference.

But speaking of fetishes, I better get back to writing my Crime and Punishment story (no guns, just an electric carving knife). TTYL
 
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I dunno. For a lot of people it's also an interest and a hobby as well as practical. They're utilitarian for sure, particularly if you live on a farm or somewhere like Chicongo. Sure there are a few people who go a little overboard, but it's the same thing with classic car collectors, or people who collect postal stamps they will never use for a letter. LOL. Or beer-can collecting, which personally I think is pretty weird but whatever. I wouldn't think of those as a fetish either. More of an interest. The people that fetishize guns are the ones that are terrified of them and want to take them away from everyone else because they're scared little pussies.

They're more than a basic tool - you could say the same thing about swords. I train with swords at Hapkido, I really enjoy sword fighting training and I have half a dozen different ones, as well as quite a few knives for knife-fighting. And a beautiful kukri, and two Shan swords from Shan State in Burma. LOL. And a couple of old Australian Army jungle machetes. I don't festishize them but I do enjoy training with them and they're all very well cared for and a little on the sharp side LOL. Now, if I started talking about them, anybody who wasn't into swords and knives would probably think I had a fetish, but really I just like pointy weapon things. I have a replica Zulu assegai and a three-pronged Papuan bird spear as well. And a full size Zulu shield, a lovely Malay Kris and....LOL see what I mean. It's a hobby. You could say they were just tools, but that would take away all the enjoyment of owning them......

So nah, it;s just you're not a romantic at all, that's all.

And btw, I love my old jungle carbine. It's a work of art. That wood....sighs.... see, coati, you're just not romantic at all. It's love, not a fetish. But strikes me you are unable to discern the difference.



And there are more wrenches than just a nine-sixteenths, too.
 
And there are more wrenches than just a nine-sixteenths, too.
Well, I'm like this with books. Himself and I have about 10,000 in our combined personal library, altho he had a huge head start on me when we met. We had a few duplicates when we merged libraries, mostly sci-fi, bt both if us read a lot and we both collect books on anything that interests us. Now I wouldn't say it's a fetish either. It's an interest and a hobby - but I do, for example, have 4 or 4 versions of the same book that I bought just becaue they have different covers, and I've bought books because I feel sorry for them, sitting abandoned on a table at a garage sale, orphans looking for a family and a new home. And as for GA Henty and turn of last centuty boys and girls adventure stories - I collect them with a passion - I have almost all of GA Henry's books, all over 100 years old, as well as a huge Biggle collection and a bunch of weird and woderfully obscure authors and titles - I have this classic by an English Army Officer who spent 40 years in India and every leave, he went hunting in the most remote places - the Himalaya, Tibet, all over India but all he write about were the animals he hunted and stalking them. Nit a word on the place sor people except the names. Now THAT is a fixation LOL.

Anyhow, some would say I have a fetich about old books - I love the smell of them - but personally, it's an interest and a hobby and I loooove my books. LOL
 
Well, I'm like this with books. Himself and I have about 10,000 in our combined personal library, altho he had a huge head start on me when we met. We had a few duplicates when we merged libraries, mostly sci-fi, bt both if us read a lot and we both collect books on anything that interests us. Now I wouldn't say it's a fetish either. It's an interest and a hobby - but I do, for example, have 4 or 4 versions of the same book that I bought just becaue they have different covers, and I've bought books because I feel sorry for them, sitting abandoned on a table at a garage sale, orphans looking for a family and a new home. And as for GA Henty and turn of last centuty boys and girls adventure stories - I collect them with a passion - I have almost all of GA Henry's books, all over 100 years old, as well as a huge Biggle collection and a bunch of weird and woderfully obscure authors and titles - I have this classic by an English Army Officer who spent 40 years in India and every leave, he went hunting in the most remote places - the Himalaya, Tibet, all over India but all he write about were the animals he hunted and stalking them. Nit a word on the place sor people except the names. Now THAT is a fixation LOL.

Anyhow, some would say I have a fetich about old books - I love the smell of them - but personally, it's an interest and a hobby and I loooove my books. LOL


I like gizmoes. Tools, cars, guns, machines, motorcycles, farm stuff, bayonets, those sorts of things. But there you hadda go and say it - books! I'm the guy who goes to the library book sell-off and cleans up. If I want to know about something and there isn't a good online entry but I can find a how-to book, then I buy it. My old school used to clean out the lockers at the end of the year and stack the books for resale - after I found out about this and had picked through the piles. If I were at a boring party, I'd stand and read the book titles off the spines displayed on the shelves. Unless there were no shelves, in which case it was time to hop bars. I love the interaction with the printer's product - the heft, the texture, and the smell of the older ones. My grandfather had a set of the complete works of O. Henry and an encyclopedia of automotive engineering that was published in 1920. It had shit in there that you can't get information on any more. His wife tossed that stuff. I haven't even tried to look to see if there is a set of those out there, but that might be what I do now.


Now I'm curious . . . .
 
Well, I'm like this with books. Himself and I have about 10,000 in our combined personal library, altho he had a huge head start on me when we met. We had a few duplicates when we merged libraries, mostly sci-fi, bt both if us read a lot and we both collect books on anything that interests us. Now I wouldn't say it's a fetish either. It's an interest and a hobby - but I do, for example, have 4 or 4 versions of the same book that I bought just becaue they have different covers, and I've bought books because I feel sorry for them, sitting abandoned on a table at a garage sale, orphans looking for a family and a new home. And as for GA Henty and turn of last centuty boys and girls adventure stories - I collect them with a passion - I have almost all of GA Henry's books, all over 100 years old, as well as a huge Biggle collection and a bunch of weird and woderfully obscure authors and titles - I have this classic by an English Army Officer who spent 40 years in India and every leave, he went hunting in the most remote places - the Himalaya, Tibet, all over India but all he write about were the animals he hunted and stalking them. Nit a word on the place sor people except the names. Now THAT is a fixation LOL.

Anyhow, some would say I have a fetich about old books - I love the smell of them - but personally, it's an interest and a hobby and I loooove my books. LOL
I like gizmoes. Tools, cars, guns, machines, motorcycles, farm stuff, bayonets, those sorts of things. But there you hadda go and say it - books! I'm the guy who goes to the library book sell-off and cleans up. If I want to know about something and there isn't a good online entry but I can find a how-to book, then I buy it. My old school used to clean out the lockers at the end of the year and stack the books for resale - after I found out about this and had picked through the piles. If I were at a boring party, I'd stand and read the book titles off the spines displayed on the shelves. Unless there were no shelves, in which case it was time to hop bars. I love the interaction with the printer's product - the heft, the texture, and the smell of the older ones. My grandfather had a set of the complete works of O. Henry and an encyclopedia of automotive engineering that was published in 1920. It had shit in there that you can't get information on any more. His wife tossed that stuff. I haven't even tried to look to see if there is a set of those out there, but that might be what I do now.


Now I'm curious . . . .


Son of a bitch!!! Guess what Google and I found? It's the 1919 version, but super good enough.


Thanks for making me thing of that!!!


It's on its way.
 
But there you hadda go and say it - books! I'm the guy who goes to the library book sell-off and cleans up. If I want to know about something and there isn't a good online entry but I can find a how-to book, then I buy it. My old school used to clean out the lockers at the end of the year and stack the books for resale - after I found out about this and had picked through the piles. If I were at a boring party, I'd stand and read the book titles off the spines displayed on the shelves. Unless there were no shelves, in which case it was time to hop bars. I love the interaction with the printer's product - the heft, the texture, and the smell of the older ones. My grandfather had a set of the complete works of O. Henry and an encyclopedia of automotive engineering that was published in 1920.

LOL. Library book sales are the best. My first sci-fi novel cost me a quarter from a library book sale and I still have it - Robert Heinlein's "Time for the Stars". I love used book shops too - himself and I can spend all Saturday or Sunday morning in a good used book shop. When I was in South Africa, I used to hit a local flea market in Pretoria and go thru all the books - and I hit these used book shops in Australia and New Zealand got some rewally good ones from there too. When I disovered Abe Books I was in heaven. My dad used to look at his credit card statements and shake his head, LOL. Garage sales are good too - people clear out stuff without any idea - I have some pristine GA Henty books that cost me a buck each, I'm always amazed at what people toss out - one persons junk is someone elses' treasure.
 
LOL. Library book sales are the best. My first sci-fi novel cost me a quarter from a library book sale and I still have it - Robert Heinlein's "Time for the Stars". I love used book shops too - himself and I can spend all Saturday or Sunday morning in a good used book shop. When I was in South Africa, I used to hit a local flea market in Pretoria and go thru all the books - and I hit these used book shops in Australia and New Zealand got some rewally good ones from there too. When I disovered Abe Books I was in heaven. My dad used to look at his credit card statements and shake his head, LOL. Garage sales are good too - people clear out stuff without any idea - I have some pristine GA Henty books that cost me a buck each, I'm always amazed at what people toss out - one persons junk is someone elses' treasure.


The nice thing is, the trash part is usually priced accordingly. And it has a certain trashiness about it which adds to the flavor.
 
Once, a long time ago, there was a wise Zen master. People from far and near would seek his counsel and ask for his wisdom. Many would come and ask him to teach them, enlighten them in the way of Zen. He seldom turned any away.One day an important man, a man used to command and obedience came to visit the master. “I have come today to ask you to teach me about Zen. Open my mind to enlightenment.” The tone of the important man’s voice was one used to getting his own way.

The Zen master smiled and said that they should discuss the matter over a cup of tea. When the tea was served the master poured his visitor a cup. He poured and he poured and the tea rose to the rim and began to spill over the table and finally onto the robes of the wealthy man. Finally the visitor shouted, “Enough. You are spilling the tea all over. Can’t you see the cup is full?”

The master stopped pouring and smiled at his guest. “You are like this tea cup, so full that nothing more can be added. Come back to me when the cup is empty. Come back to me with an empty mind.”



Oh, and for the record, Jesus hates a pussy.
 
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.

~ John Dryden




Where the willingness is great, the difficulties cannot be great.

~ Niccolo Machiavelli




"You will only get back what you give out."


~ Joe Coyhis




"You will never change your life until you change something you do daily."

~ Mike Murdock




What I am looking for is not out there, it is in me.

~ Helen Keller
 
Because sometimes, Things don't work out the way you think they will.

In the early years of World War II, it was common for German submarine commanders to help their torpedoed victims by giving them food, water, basic medical treatment and a compass heading to the nearest landmass. That practice ended after mid-September 1942 thanks to one single event called the Laconia incident, which some historians have since called an Allied war crime.

RMS Laconia was originally a civilian ocean liner which made the first round-the-world cruise in history. She was converted to a troopship during World War II and was used to ferry Italian prisoners of war from South Africa to West Africa in the fall of 1942. On her last trip, she was carrying a crew of 463, 87 civilians, 286 British soldiers, 1,793 Italian prisoners and 103 Polish soldiers who were guarding the Italians.[/TD]
Laconia was armed with guns, which made her a legal target for submarine attacks without warning. Consequently, that was the method of attack employed by Corvette Captain Werner Hartenstein, commander of the U-boat U-156, on the evening of September 12 midway between Liberia and Ascension Island. It was a clean attack and Laconia started sinking.

She had enough lifeboats for everyone onboard, but her heavy list made half of the boats inaccessible. The crew rushed for the other boats, leaving the POWs locked up in the cargo hold. Most of the Italians managed to get out by breaking down hatches or climbing up ventilation shafts, then made for the boats or jumped into the sea. Many were bayoneted to death on the deck; many more were shot in the water or had their hands chopped off with an axe when they grabbed the side of a lifeboat. The blood soon attracted frenzied sharks.Hartenstein surfaced and was surprised to see the bloody scene with 2,000 men in the water. Realizing that most of them were civilians and POWs, he raised the Red Cross flag and started taking people on. He sent a radio message to the German head of submarine operations after midnight, which resulted in two more German and one Italian submarine joining the rescue effort, and three Vichy French ships heading for the area (though they would only get there later).

Three days after the attack, on September 15, the British passed on a message to the Americans about the sinking of the Laconia, but it was poorly written: it implied the ship had just sunk, and made no mention of Axis rescue operations. Shortly before noon on the same day, the four submarines headed for the Africa coast, crammed full of survivors and towing lifeboats, still displaying the Red Cross.

The next day, U-156 was spotted by an American B-24 Liberator bomber. Hartenstein and a British officer onboard radioed the plane, explaining the situation. Rather than replying, the plane’s captain contacted his base, a secret airbase on Ascension Island. The senior officer on duty was concerned that the U-boat might attack Ascension Island or the Allied ships also heading to pick up Laconia survivors, and replied with an order to sink the submarine. The officer later claimed he thought the rules of war did not allow combat ships to fly the Red Cross flag.The Liberator dropped bombs and depth charges, killing dozens of rescued people and forcing the U-boat to dive to safety, leaving behind the men crowded on the deck. On September 17, one of the other submarines also came under attack by U.S. planes and was forced to dive. In the end, only 1,083 survived out of the 2,741 men, women and children travelling on the Laconia. 1,420 of the 1,658 dead were Italian POWs.

Following the incident, Admiral Karl Dönitz issued the “Laconia order” forbidding U-boats from rescuing survivors (though it still happened sometimes). None of the American pilots or their commander were investigated or punished for bombing a rescue operation, and the incident was almost forgotten, had it not been for the Nuremberg trials. (A War Crime in Any Language) During the trials,
a prosecutor tried to cite the Laconia order as proof of Dönitz’s war crimes. The attempt backfired, as it gave Dönitz an opportunity to tell the story behind the order, causing a great deal of embarrassment to the United States.
 
LOL. Library book sales are the best. My first sci-fi novel cost me a quarter from a library book sale and I still have it - Robert Heinlein's "Time for the Stars". I love used book shops too - himself and I can spend all Saturday or Sunday morning in a good used book shop. When I was in South Africa, I used to hit a local flea market in Pretoria and go thru all the books - and I hit these used book shops in Australia and New Zealand got some rewally good ones from there too. When I disovered Abe Books I was in heaven. My dad used to look at his credit card statements and shake his head, LOL. Garage sales are good too - people clear out stuff without any idea - I have some pristine GA Henty books that cost me a buck each, I'm always amazed at what people toss out - one persons junk is someone elses' treasure.
Patrick OBrian’s Aubrey-Maturin series (better known as Master&Commander) is so laden with 19th century British naval terms that it can become overbearing to stop and look things up every page! I’ve grown up around boats so got the gist, but still wanted to see definitions sometimes.

I was in a used bookstore in Seattle and stumbled on a Master&Commander companion dictionary! Some smart guy took all the terms and condensed the 19 book series down! For $1…one mans junk another’s treasure.
 
Patrick OBrian’s Aubrey-Maturin series (better known as Master&Commander) is so laden with 19th century British naval terms that it can become overbearing to stop and look things up every page! I’ve grown up around boats so got the gist, but still wanted to see definitions sometimes.

I was in a used bookstore in Seattle and stumbled on a Master&Commander companion dictionary! Some smart guy took all the terms and condensed the 19 book series down! For $1…one mans junk another’s treasure.


I look for old dictionaries in old bookstores. I haven't had much luck in awhile, but it's still in my head to look.


Best luck I had about 30 years ago was one on Dr. Tyler's bookshelf which she let me talk her out of.
 
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