Sipsey Street Irregulars: Report on today's hearing. Plus, my tax dollars at work.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Report on today's hearing. Plus, my tax dollars at work.

Things looking up, I think. Case continued until 4 April 2011 at 1330 HRS. Little I can tell you about specifics but we are still looking at getting the charge dropped. I am happier with the new attorney than I was with the first. He actually has a plan that may work.

On a much funnier note, the courthouse security waved me though (twice, morning and afternoon) after going through the scanner (it still beeped) but didn't submit me to individual wanding and because (I'm convinced) they saw my new ATF Canine Unit key ring that Waldo gave me. That's the first time THAT'S ever happened. My tax dollars at work.

9 comments:

Texas Shooter said...: Hopes and prayers that things continue to go your way, Mike.; December 13, 2010 at 6:18 PM
Bad Cyborg said...: Absolutely OUT-FREAKING-STANDING. Too bad you won't be able to sue the inbred "the only one" pig that started the whole mess to get your legal fees back.

Hopefully the good things your Attorney told you will lower your stress level. Stress ain't good for you any way and it sure ain't good for diabetics.

Hang in there, Dutchman.

Bad Cyborg X; December 13, 2010 at 6:48 PM
pdxr13 said...: Last time I was called for jury duty I rode my bike downtown with a backpack full of tools (incl. knives, etc.) and they wouldn't let me check it or lock it in a locker (for officials other than me), so I got to carry it around the courthouse all day (on jury, near shackled prisoners in the halls). Of course, everyone was just as safe as if I were to bring a loaded holstered pistol on a commercial aircraft.

Security Theater is everywhere.

Cheers.; December 13, 2010 at 7:43 PM
dropnout said...: Said a prayer for you last night Mike. I'm sure I wasn't the only one. Glad things are looking up and I want to give you a heartfelt thanks for everything you do.; December 13, 2010 at 8:00 PM
Scott J said...: Said a prayer for you and asked those who call me friend on Facebook to do the same.; December 13, 2010 at 8:14 PM
Dave said...: Tell the judge you're an illegal alien. You'll find that suddenly things start "magically" going your way within the legal system.; December 13, 2010 at 11:00 PM
Dedicated_Dad said...: Also praying that our (in)"justice" system actually does the right thing this time...

DD; December 14, 2010 at 12:04 AM
Anonymous said...: Don't want to spoil the slight buzz but what do you know about the judge? I already know about the prosecutor or you'd never have had to show up for court. That is unless you really some kinda big time criminal...

Come on mike, fess up! I'll bet you have a record of unauthorized gum chewing, as long as my arm!; December 14, 2010 at 3:05 PM
Anonymous said...: Hell....I had a Sheriff Deputy supervisor wand me and have me walk through the courthouse metal detector and STILL got into my local county courthouse.....with a PT-22 in my back pocket ! ! ! !

Bottom line....from dogcatcher to the Oval Office....they're all worthless, incompetent government slugs.

DAN
III; December 15, 2010 at 9:15 AM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

-- Mike Vanderboegh, The Lessons of Mumbai:Death Cults, the "Socialism of Imbeciles" and Refusing to Submit, 1 December 2008

"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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Monday, December 13, 2010

Report on today's hearing. Plus, my tax dollars at work.

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