For the love of god, they get paid for this!

…and Jesus Is My Bombardier.

(As though the car they’re driving wouldn’t continue careening out of control for at least a few hundred yards, taking out everything in its path.)

Prior art: Tiger Tanaka in You Only Live Twice.

Here in America, many men (and a few women, probably including McCardle) think of their automobiles as extensions of their penises. Many of these penis-extension-wagons sport bumper stickers that say things like “You can have my gun when you pry it from my cold dead fingers” and “Protected by Smith & Wesson”… often right next to the special-fee state license plate that says CHOOSE LIFE and the sticker that coos “God Is My Co-Pilot”. Neither the slogans nor the juxtapositions are intended ironically. Telling these driver that the Guvmint wanted the right to control their cars would be like telling them that Hillary Clinton wanted to give Michael Moore the right to decide how they had sex: it would be entertaining to watch, but you know it would end badly.

Uh, Sadly, no.

What happens mostly, in LA, anyway, is that cops see someone violating the law, and try to pull them over, and after the cops do that the suspect refuse to pull over and initiate the chase. Which sometimes is high speed, but other times is not.

So – his logic that suspects are speeding therefore it would be bad to allow them to keep speeding, endangering human beings – is totally fucking wrong. They aren’t speeding until they come to the attention of the cops.

What’s happening instead is that cops are observing violators, trying to pull them over, and the suspects are fleeing the pull-over.

Now, tha’r probably a bad thing. And what are cops to do about it? I dunno. But Sowell’s entre discourse has absolutely nothing the fuck to do with the problem at all!!

Fucking idiot.

If you remember, in the mid-90s following Ruby Ridge, Waco and Oklahoma City, G. Gordon Liddy caused a stir by suggesting on his radio show that the best way to kill an ATF agent who came into your house after your guns was to shoot at the crotch. He really said that.

People who think that way are terrified of government power and would never be in favor of armed police (black) helicopters shooting at cars on the roadway. Sowell is just a garden-variety authoritarian who wants Daddy Gubmint to tuck him in at night and make the bad men go away. Liddy and his ilk, likely, would want to take the bad men out themselves, with a large-caliber slug to the crotch.

Unless Sowell is kidding. Who can tell, these days?

Unless it’s Mitt Romney.

I’m in LA, too, and we were having dinner at friends’ house at La Cienega and Something…and we watched the miscreant, and the cops, all parade past! It was gala. On tv and everything. Then, like a half hour later, we saw the footage of him blowing his b. out in the car. Good times… I felt I was a part of History.
Now, of course, I don’t need such tragedies to give me that feeling. I get it from being on Sadly, No!

Hand Grenades in mason jars is the obvious answer.

Yes, and the following morning there’s absolutely nothing about it in the news.

Sadly Nosians, I am chagrinned to see what fun I missed while I was at work. How come I have to work while you guys get to play?

The “Sweeping Changes” display in the boyhood home of Hoover Company founder, William H. “Boss” Hoover, traces the history of cleaning devices with a focus on Hoover vacuum cleaner technology, The Hoover Company and the Hoover family. Antique cleaning devices and manual cleaners from the late 1800s are included in the permanent display. Showcased among the early electric vacuum cleaners is the first Hoover vacuum cleaner, the Model O, manufactured in 1908. The Model O was the first commercially successful portable electric vacuum cleaner.

This is one of the most useful inventions ever, and I am tired of people insulting the device and its partisans.

Can we please hold off on that legislation until Saturday? I have an overdue DVD at the local library and while I’m more than willing to pay the $6 in late fees, I’m not so willing to be strapped to a gurney and have the cocktail of death injected in to me because I haven’t had the time to watch it. Thanks!

I live in a part of Los Angeles that gets car chases all the time, as I’m near two major freeway interchanges (110 > 101, 110 > 10). What’s pathetic is the Pavlovian response of the local news channels, who have to somehow justify the expense of their helicopters and will then cover the thing for an hour, with breathless commentary. The nadir of this was a few years ago when a guy stopped after a long chase, got out and blew his brains out, which was shown. The stations didn’t apologize for wasting all the effort on a non-story, but because they didn’t cut away quick enough from the guy offing himself.