You don’t exactly have to be Grizzly Adams to know that if you go out to shoot an Alaskan bear, there is one rule that rises above all others. Whatever you do, just don’t wound the bear.There's more at the link. I'm sure Palin got a good laugh out of the idiotic efforts of the press to dig dirt in 24,000 Palin emails. All they got was...well, dirty. There was nothing there except messages that made Palin look good.
Kill it, miss it, don’t shoot, run and hide, whatever. But if you hit it, you better kill it. Because the last thing you want coming after you is an angry wounded Alaskan bear with nothing to lose.
This is particularly true of the famed mother grizzly bears of which Sarah Palin has warned us Lower 48’ers about.
“In Alaska, I always think of the mama grizzly bears that rise up on their hind legs when somebody is coming to attack their cubs, to do something adverse toward their cubs,” she told us a while back. “You thought pit bulls were tough, well you don’t want to mess with the mama grizzlies.”
Unfortunately for liberals everywhere and professional Republicans here in Washington, Mrs. Palin’s wildlife lesson came too late. Or, so ascendant into their rarified air from the brutalities of nature or the concept of actual consequences in life, they simply failed to heed her wise counsel.
So, for years now, these liberals and professional Republicans have been out hunting this powerful, ferocious Mama Grizzly. Being mostly sissies from the city or generally opposed to gun ownership, none of them have been properly armed.
The Palin-hating left go after her with their peashooters, homemade slingshots and bullhorns that only annoy the Mama Grizzly.
Even funnier to watch are the professional Republicans who have had such heartburn ever since the Mama Grizzly was invited into their country club, causing scenes and tipping over cocktail carts with her wide swagger.
These fellows profess to cherish their Second Amendment rights but the best they can muster is a .22 target rifle like the ones skiers use in that ridiculous Winter Olympics competition. Even with aim worthy of an Eagle Scout badge, these small loads just bounce off bear hide.
Most hilarious of all is watching the goth Washington press corps stumble about. They whip out their throwing stars and nunchucks from youth, march as a pack into the woods and quickly discover they never did really learn how to use their weapons with any effectiveness. Especially not against the Mama Grizzly. The best was watching them last week poring over emails while live-blogging their embarrassing failure for the entire world in real time.
She obviously scares them. If she didn't they wouldn't spend so much time trying to destroy her.
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I understand but I really dislike the reference to the biathlon skiers.
Because I fence. Does this guy think they should be carrying .30-06s , 0308s, .600 Nitros? Would he denigrate fencers because their blades are not sharp-edged and sharp-pointed?
Maybe he's never heard of plinking with .22s.
Still, his point is correct--don't get the bear mad at you.
Most animal lovers would be happy to have a dog, or even a cat as their constant and loyal companion.
But naturalist Casey Anderson has taken that a step further and adopted an 58-stone grizzly bear called Brutus, who he has raised since birth.
The pair are inseparable and are so close that when Anderson married Charlie and the Chocolate Factory actress Missi Pyle in August last year, the bear stood in as best man.
Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1174259/Meet-Brutus-800lb-grizzly-bear-likes-eat-meals-dinner-table.html#ixzz1PPm3VUNJ
A take on the Palin emails, believe it or not Rick, that I take:
Salon’s silly, sad report was written from deep in the tribal belt—from a place where liberals gather together to sample the joy of sect. We tribal believers convince ourselves that we in our tribe are the good decent people, and that the others are bad dumb indecent. And when you live in the tribal belt, every item will prove these facts—no exceptions permitted! Deep inside the tribal belt, almost everything counts as a “highlight,” no matter how stupid, inane or trivial the item in question might be.
We gather together to give the lord’s blessing to ourselves and our glorious tribe! In the process, we flatter and amuse ourselves—and we fail to advance our agenda. Those who aren’t already in our tribe think we’re fools when they see us clowning. Our “revelations” do nothing at all to move them toward our side.
We’re also wasting time which could be spent in productive ways.
But then, we liberals are extremely good at this kind of self-defeating behavior. We have been practicing pointless, undisciplined conduct for the past thirty years. (This includes the long chunks of time when we went off and slept in the woods.) If you doubt that we have relentlessly failed, look around at the shape of our national discourse—at the unchallenged suppositions which rule political debate in so many basic areas.
At Salon, the children were clowning again, enjoying their “revelations” about Palin’s taste in hats. But here’s the good news:
A surprising number of Salon readers seemed prepared to push back.
http://www.dailyhowler.com/dh061411.shtml
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