Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Nostalgia for the 80's

Remember that one flick, Red Dawn? It's the sort of movie that could only have been made in the 80's. Man, I remember being seriously afraid of the Russians. Red bastards. Bring them on, though . . . get a load of this. I don't fear the Russians anymore. Or the zombies.

Monday, July 23, 2007

And speaking of guns,

Just read this for the first time today:

MOSCOW — Sixty years after the AK-47 went into production, Mikhail Kalashnikov says he does not stay awake at night worrying about the bloodshed wrought by the world's most popular assault rifle.
"I sleep well. It's the politicians who are to blame for failing to come to an agreement and resorting to violence," Kalashnikov said Friday at a ceremony marking the birth of the rifle, whose initials stand for "Avtomat Kalashnikov."

What can I say? The man speaks veritas, even if he does look thorougly soused in the photographs. Looking over my posts, I notice a trend of a news item, followed by a movie/book quote. Because I'm too fucking busy to come up with original thoughts, I share the following from Yuri Orlov:

Of all the weapons in the vast Soviet arsenal, nothing was more profitable than Avtomat Kalashnikova model of 1947. More commonly known as the AK-47, or Kalashnikov. It's the world's most popular assault rifle. A weapon all fighters love. An elegantly simple 9 pound amalgamation of forged steel and plywood. It doesn't break, jam, or overheat. It'll shoot whether it's covered in mud or filled with sand. It's so easy, even a child can use it; and they do. The Soviets put the gun on a coin. Mozambique put it on their flag. Since the end of the Cold War, the Kalashnikov has become the Russian people's greatest export. After that comes vodka, caviar, and suicidal novelists. One thing is for sure, no one was lining up to buy their cars.


When the zombie apocalypse or the revolution comes, I know my AK is on the short-list of things I'll toss in the back of my pickup.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Lower than I expected, actually . . .


I guess an arsenal of firearms, a machete, and a stockpile of canned food will get you only so far.