Hands off!

Yo...typically I post or repost, retweet, whatever! All you gun control folks that want to put these strict gun laws on legit, disciplined gun owners is just stupid. What you don't realize is the criminal, terrorist, or lunatic is going to get a gun if they want one. There is something called the black market and you can get anything from a Raven .22 to a Barrett .50 caliber sniper rifle. Strict gun laws is not going to deter the crook. But, it will make life a lot harder for the sport shooter, hunter, gun enthusiast, etc.. Prohibition did not stop people from getting their booze, it just made life easier and more profitable for the crook and a lot harder for the law abiding citizen who wanted a nip every now and then.

Can we please stop reacting to shit and if you're really serious act before hand. Don't wait till SHTF before you decide something needs to be done. Because, when SHTF and you need a legit gun owner to save your ass, when no cops or law enforcement are around...you will wish Joe the gun enthusiast had his Glock 19, to save your ass, when some well armed baddie is trying to take your life.

You want to fight for something meaningful in this country. Fight to stop the killing of defenseless babies in the womb. I'll cover that subject in-depth some other time, but for now...I'm out!

Bullseye...

Ink to paper

Ink to paper...brings a tear to my eye. I received a thank you card from my niece today. She could have just as easy said “thank you” on the phone, but ink to paper takes effort. It shows your love and appreciation for someone. It restores my faith in people...knowing some folks still care. It was funny because I said “oh I got a card...” something other than junk mail. We don't even get our credit card bills in the mail anymore. We're such an electronic generation. I love you Ma thank you. God bless you!

Effort...

In the shadows

They keep him very quiet, because when they unleash him...he'll destroy a small city. He's a spook...some agencies don't even know he exist. He has no formal training, all on the job. That...is what makes him so dangerous.

Dark...

Get the shot!

A pretty Caucasian woman with a style similar to Cyndi Lauper, is leaning over a bridge railing trying to take an awkward shot with her iphone. As she stretches to get the right angle she loses her grip on the smart phone. What seems like an eternity, the iphone falls into the water.

Green...

Human Rights

We did some real creepy shit down there...some...some real crimes against humanity type shit. When I think about it...I don't get sick, but it does...upset, bother me. I don't know, you kind of get numb after awhile. Remember, that first bite...stings!

Pensive...

Palestine

"As for Ishmael, I have heard you; behold, I will bless him, and will make him fruitful and will multiply him exceedingly. He shall become the father of twelve princes, and I will make him a great nation.
Genesis 17:20

Protest...

Vaquero

Another man of Mexican decent sits at the corner of the sofa closest to the corridor that leads to the rear of the apartment. This man isn’t wearing a firearm but, an Intratec Tec-9 machine pistol sits ready on the living room table. The second Mexican looks at the machine pistol and then at the two visitors as to remind them to not make any unwanted moves.

Serious...

On Guard

He re-focused his attention on the building, as he waited he reached into his overcoat for the silenced, matte black Heckler & Koch P30 9mm. After chambering a round he re-holstered the silenced 9mm. He would wait about a half hour more, to let his target get comfortable.

Focus...

Comic Con

I walked up behind him and said “good evening”. He jumped to his feet with his 9mm Beretta before he could get it leveled I hit his hand with the steel pipe. He screamed and dropped the weapon. He was holding his hand and said to me “so you finally figured it out.”

Disguise...

On Assignment

The silhouetted figure stands in the darkened doorway across from a row of brownstones somewhere in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. As she peers across the street at a beige and brown, four story brownstone. She looks down the street and notices a Presbyterian church about two thirds the way down. 

Revenge...

The Boss

“He ran the entire operation...from a cafe on Avenida Revolucion in Tijuana. Breakfast, lunch, dinner...all communication went through that restaurant. I'm not sure how...”

Control...

Pinche Paparazzi

I turned and it was her, the woman who started this whole thing. She ran over to the back of the sofa and looked at Vasquez. She started to scream at the same moment I leaped over the sofa on top of her. I punched her in her face. I grabbed her jaw and said “he loved you”.

Stare...

Taste

“...the first bite is always the hardest. But, you know once you take it, the rest will be easy. That's what I thought. You're taught to become a master chef, to learn to bake the perfect cake. I've waited a long time for that cherry on the top moment, I'm still waiting...”

Gorgeous...

Safe House

A man sits alone in an apartment reading a newspaper. The lamp on the end table illuminates the man’s face. He places the newspaper on the plush sofa and sighs. He throws his head back and interlocks his fingers as though he was preparing to do sit-ups. He sits upright and looks at the tape recorder on the coffee table and to the right is a 750ml. bottle of Johnnie Walker 12 year old scotch and a high ball half full.

Contemplation...