Front Sight, Press

Today, in a bi-partisan effort, Congressman Travis Childers, Congressmen John Dingell, John Tanner, Mike Ross and Mark Souder, along with 47 of their colleagues, introduced the Second Amendment Enforcement Act (H.R. 6691). This critical legislation overturns D.C.’s recently enacted emergency laws that continue to defy the recent Supreme Court ruling by continuing to restrict District of Columbia residents’ right to self-defense. This National Rifle Association-backed bill is needed to enforce the U.S. Supreme Court’s decision in District of Columbia v. Heller.

Isn’t “Mary McFate” a great name for a spy? I think so. So it’s only fitting that Mary McFate is, indeed, a spy. For the NRA. For the last decade, it turns out, she’s been busily infiltrating gun control groups until being outed by a team of reporters at Mother Jones:

Shortly after the U.S. Supreme Court overturned the District of Columbia’s gun ban, the District, Mayor and City Council are being sued again over the District’s thinly veiled attempt to continue its restrictions on firearm ownership. D.C. residents Dick Anthony Heller and Absalom F. Jordan, Jr., in conjunction with lawyers for the National Rifle Association (NRA), filed a complaint against the District of Columbia and Mayor Adrian Fenty challenging D.C.’s Firearms Control Emergency Amendment Act of 2008.

These folks say they care about your “safety” but they want to deny law-abiding, tax-paying citizens their constitutional right to an adequate self-defense

Xavier has an excellent article on Choosing Your First M1911. He’s the only guy I know who is a passionate about the M1911 as I am. Read it. You won’t regret it.

The mayor of Morton Grove is expecting little fanfare tonight as the town
puts its gun ban to rest.

If you need a reason to wear your gun to church… Gunman critically wounds 7 in Tennessee church

Washington D.C. Gun Permit

I don’t sell my reloads very often, but with the price of ammo these days, reloading is like printing money. I stopped by the local range to pick up a couple of boxes of ammo on the way to a match. It was two boxes of S&B 230 grain FMJ. The clerk rang up the bill: $38. What’s different now is that the war happened; ammo got scarce; metals went through the roof, but I don’t want to give up shooting because ammo has tripled in price. My aching pocket book brought to my remembrance the reloading press that had been carefully packed away and stored in the basement.

Imagine the relief when the driver hands you a drivers license and a CCW permit. Those two things tell you a lot about a person. One, I can know for certain who this person is and two, this person has subjected themselves to a criminal background check and the State has said yes, we trust you with a concealed weapon. This is probably not a bad guy here.