I’m not sure why, but I always liked the Colt 1911, even though I have never owned one. Yet.
I have a theory though.
In martial arts, generally, someone starts it for some reason like wanting to be able to defend themselves, or not be bullied, or be tough, something like that. Over time, if you do it long enough, you either remain one of these anxious guys, or you develop into someone that no longer has those hang-ups.
A certain level of proficiency means that you don’t worry about physical confrontations anymore. Which is not to say you are or even feel invincible, it just means you have taken enough hits that you know if it happens you’re going to respond to the best of your ability, and that in itself is both all you can do, as well as often enough, all you need to really come out on top. When you reach that level, you don’t worry about “form” or technique or this or that special strike. You will have natural things you are good at that work for you, but in an unprepared for situation anything is a weapon, including the environment itself and it will happen as it happens.
Even when I worked in close protection, my choices in weapons were not dictated by the latest fashion trends, but rather my own ability and real world understanding of things.
I did not care for the “spray and pray” mentality of the glock-loving 17 shot plastic guns. I carried a 4” Ruger GP 100 revolver in .357 magnum with one or sometimes two spare speed loaders in my suit jacket pocket. And a razor sharp tanto. I used to practice regularly with that gun and I had got to the point that I could draw it from concealed, aim and fire at a target 50 metres out and so a headshot on it, all under 2 seconds.
And I saw absolutely no reason that 6 shots would not be enough for anything we might encounter in our work, which was close protection for VIPs. Even a concerted attack would not have included more than 5 or six attackers and as the core team was 3 people, at least one or two would be engaged by the other guys. At worst. As I was the undercover guy, the idea is I would get the jump on the bad guys and on those occasions where people attempted an attack it was me who spotted them ahead of time and warned the team, which reconfigured in ways that made the potential attackers retreat. If a shootout were to take place I’d almost certainly get the drop on the bad guys, which I estimated even if they were trained pros would mean at least two of them would be dead before the others reacted.
In reality, handgun fights happen at about three meters or under. Most people in a gunfight panic, can’t hold their adrenaline rush in check and get disturbed motor functions. Trained people can panic too. Some trained people and some naturals, be it due to brain wiring (Aspergers for the win!) or whatever else, actually get more precise, they get time dilation and precise movement with what is sometimes referred to as “flow”. Myamoto Mushashi describes this in the fifth book of his book of five rings: The Void. The translation from Victor Harris is the best.
In such instances, if I have used up six shots, to my mind that would mean at least three dead bodies if not more. If I had cover to reload great. If not, the knife was faster than that at that range and frankly, scarier than being shot given what a single slash of it can do.
If you have experienced The Void, you will recognise precisely what that one page of text describes. If you have not, it will look like mystic woo-woo for the most part.
If you have experienced it enough that to a certain extent you have learnt to, or can, put yourself in a psychological state that approaches it, then, generally speaking, your level of paranoia will be minimal. At this point, you will begin to observe reality as it is, relatively free of subjective bias.
And here is where appreciation for beauty really enters into it.
Coming from a family of hunters and familiar with pretty much all aspects of shooting, meant that in general I would subjugate my personal preferences to functionality. That said, I always had an eye for the beauty of a weapon. The colt navy 1851 for example was one I always liked the look of.
And not just the fancy version above. Even the original one below.
Of course, being a blackpowder weapon, it’s hardly practical, but that octagonal barrel, the way it fits in the hand, the perfect balance of it, and even the single action only function of it just blends into a perfect combination of classic, dignified, gentlemanly, if you like, aspect of weapon use. Call me an old fashioned romantic, if you like, but there is a level of dignified beauty in the idea of drawing and firing a weapon of that sort at your enemy. One that hardly exists at all in the banging away with eyes half-closed, flinching as you run and spray and pray with a plastic obscenity like a glock at some equally retarded counterpart that is also filling the entire area with innocent bystander cases of “suddenly”.
The Colt 1911, for me, has a similar sort of dignified look that also takes into account the modern version of events. It is a semi-automatic, not a revolver, yet only holds 7+1 in the original format and 8+1 in faithful modern replicas.
As it happens, the aesthetic is important to me, and despite my definitely not being American, I find the original version, that is the pre-1924 or so version of the 1911 to be the handsomest of the many, many variations.
That is, the one with the straight backstrap, with lanyard loop, and the unbevelled approach to the trigger mechanism.
In short, I like the earliest version best, the pre-WWI, original 1911, as its name implies, now well over 100 years old in design.
The A1 version, which was introduced sometimes before WWII and looks very similar except for the differences I already mentioned, see below.
Somehow, I have learned long ago, I appear to have an instinctual appreciation for the older or original of a thing. It’s not limited to guns. I have the same approach to many things. Desks, libraries, work tools, even cars, which I care little about, and writing.
And yes, yes, I know all the criticisms of the original Colt 1911, that the sights are too small, that it’s basically a point and shoot firearm, that the .45 ACP is a slow round, that Colt 1911 might jam if not fed simple ball ammo.
All those things may be “true”, if you are just a straight out of the box, plug and play type, but less so if you take the time to get to know, and use, your guns regularly.
At any rate, they are hard to come by and expensive and not really an expense I can justify at the moment… although, no man ever has to justify the wish, nay, genetically induced need for yet another firearm or weapon, or work tool, or —being an educated warrior— anything related to stationary, writing, painting or sculpting.
And if the kids go hungry for a while, well, it all builds character and will get them to appreciate the art of hunting, right?
Besides… maybe I can start a gofund me. I mean, it’s like a necessity, right? Preservation of history sort of thing? C’mon, whatcha say? Isn’t there a wealthy philanthropist lover of the arts out there that wants to gift me a pre-1924 version of the Colt 1911 in .45 ACP? I’m not fussy, it doesn’t even have to have been built before 1924. I’ll take one of the newer ones built the same by Colt. Think of me like the old Catholic monks of Ireland that hid various Bibles and other patristic works from the depredations of Vikings and Danes by sequestering them and themselves, in remote and inhospitable islands.
The way America is going lately, you’d really be best served by letting a remote, rural Venetian, hold on to a piece of your legendary history for safekeeping and benefit of future generations. Maybe, one fine day, a beautiful, blonde, blue eyed, Southern Belle will marry my son, and maybe they will have half-Venetian, half-Southern children, and one day, his first born son may inherit his grandfather’s old Colt 1911.
You know it can happen.
I’ll accept cash, money transfer, silver coins, gold, or, best of all, just the Colt 1911 itself directly. C’mon I can get one for under 2k in some cases! You know you want to help…
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So, Israel’s now essentially proven false flag, with the intent of taking over in the Middle East and knocking out the last vestiges of the Palestinians, as well as Iran, is already showing cracks.
Firstly, Iran and their surrounding Arab neighbours are ready to stomp on Israel if Iran is attacked.
Second, the world at large has, generally speaking, except for some of the usual retarded boomers, is aware that:
1. The “Hezbollah/Hamas/Iran” narrative doesn’t hold water and even if it was them that co-ordinated the attack and not outright Israeli agents that planned and pushed for its execution, it was, at the very least allowed to proceed, much like the “Pearl Harbour” attack by Japan was known about and permitted to happen.
2. Israel bombing civilians is not accepted in general and the hostages that were taken, including top Israeli military officials, were clearly taken precisely because this indiscriminate slaughter by Israel of Palestinian civilians has been going on for decades.
And since Jewish commentators have taken to openly admitting that one Jewish life is equivalent to 33 American lives (33? Freemasons, are a Jewish creation, what? Sorry, couldn’t resist):
Nor was this an isolated incident:
So, we can use the same “logic” and do a Palestinian to Israeli conversion:
Population of Israel: 9.73 million
Population of Gaza strip: 1.99 million
Each Palestinian life is worth about 5 Israeli lives.
To which:
And looking at the graph above, the 5,590 deaths and the more than 114,000 wounded Palestinians since 2008 are the equivalent of nearly 30,000 Israeli deaths and some 570,000 injured. A total of about 600,000 people, representing almost an entire third of the total population of the Gaza strip.
And the current “war” is proceeding along these lines:
With the intentional murder of the last few Christians left in the region proceeding apace.
Because remember that Palestinian Christians remain as the last remnant of Christianity since the depredations of Muslims starting some 400 years before the Crusades, when the entire region was peacefully Catholic.
So.
As I predicted, Israel is going to confine itself to trying to genocide the Palestinians within its own stolen borders, and even that isn’t going particularly well from a PR point of view, despite the world’s (((mass media))) all being rabidly pro-Israel.
It would become really interesting if the combined Arab states decided to either come to the aid of their Arab neighbours in Palestine (we know there are no Christian countries left with an actual Christian government anywhere on Earth, so the Palestinian Christians are on their own, sadly) or, even decided to impose an immediate ceasefire on Israel on pain of actual war.
It’s really difficult to know what would happen then and how badly it might spiral, but whatever happens, you can be certain that the big moves, in the geopolitical world-order, are made mostly by the foreign pedovores running America like it’s puppet, and by extension, all the Western European governments.
How the rest of the world, in its multifaceted ways will respond, is hard to guess.
What, in fact, would happen if, as an extreme hypothetical example, suddenly Israel was turned to glowing glass by 3 or 4 nukes? Would full scale nuclear war take place? Against whom? Who would be blamed and who would the targets be? What is Mecca was nuked instead, or simultaneously to Israel? What would happen then? And, more importantly, what would it really take to get rid of the parasites in every government around the world that lead millions of normal human beings to war and death for their own, egomaniacal ends?
Because we all know that if the people responsible for the wars had to lead into battle for them, there never would be any.
The last times leaders actually led into battle was in antiquity and in the Crusades. After that, it’s been lying, conniving, parasitical politicians led by the even worse bankers, all the way down.
And nothing will change until the genetic descendants of Leonidas and Bohemond and Myamoto Mushashi, retake their rightful place in humanity, as Warrior caste leaders ready to actually lead from the front.
Will it happen? I hope so. I sincerely do, but it’s way too early and still way too pleasant for anyone to be able to tell; because sadly, it isn’t likely to happen until almost all of civilisation has collapsed. In that respect, Russia is way ahead of the game. Especially if it can find a fitting and worthy successor to Putin in due course.
Long term, I still think my prediction is accurate, what will matter and reappear in Europe are:
1. City states, and
2. Catholicism (the real one, not the Novus Ordo impostor Satanic version)
Typical. Not only so idiotically arrogant to think anyone would be fooled by the totally absurdist narrative, but so utterly and completely idiotically arrogant that you pretend you knew nothing about the impending attack when even your sworn enemies literally called to warn you of… err… well… I guess at this point we must assume that Egypt actually called Israel to warn them of Israel’s impending attack on Israel… which is why Israel ignored it.
If this post on a telegram channel that has about equal parts nonsense and truth is verifiable (I honestly can’t be bothered because cue “it’s all so tiring meme”), then things are really moving pretty much as I predicted and note that Turkey remains a key player.
My personal opinion is that the (((usual suspects))), in their usual, supremely arrogant stupidity, assumed that by false flagging Hamas/Hezbollah/Iran, they would take out the last remnants of Palestinians, knock out Iran, and dominate the middle East, all while ushering in their Messiah (the antichrist to you and me).
As is always typical for these global gypsies (with apologies to actual gypsies) they miscalculated, and now, they will need to limit their response to blasting Palestinian civilians lest they get obliterated by the surrounding Arab world, which has about had enough of the proxy wars that Israel has attacked them with by using the USA as its war-dog.
Even if the currently deployed US Navy were to intervene, Israel would still become a greasy spot in the middle east if the countries mentioned attack in unison.
Which would likely mean the Israelis would indeed use the long theorised Samson option. Which is the setting off of nukes that Israel supposedly has hidden in various of its embassies around the world. I certainly put nothing past the psychopathic pedovores that come up with the idiotic current scenarios.
So there is that, the potential for actual nuclear war has also ticked upwards.
But frankly, my reaction is: “Meh. Who cares.” It’s not apathy. It’s a conscious decision to simply refuse to be in any way intimidated into some sort of low-level anxious panic. The next pandemic, hot war in Europe, nuclear war. Your fake alien invasion. Whatever. Bring it on.
I and mine ain’t bending and breaking us will cost whoever tries or does it dearly. That’s it and that’s all. And you can stick your fear porn and related nonsense right where it belongs in your degenerate ass.
And I hope all sensible people are on the same page on this one. I have been telling everyone and anyone for a good couple or three or four years to prepare and get ready for bad times. If you still haven’t done so, you better hurry up. Plenty of signs that it’s coming and it may not be too far away, as well as possibly really bad.
Get away from cities, or at least have a decent strategy to get out fast. Try to have at least some alternative to providing water, food and shelter.
And create as best you can, a community of people that are willing and able to band together.
And above all: stay calm. No good comes from fretting.
So… when I wrote the piece on the rumblings of war (2 posts ago), I had essentially been incommunicado with most of the planet for about 72 hours, and my observations were based simply on everything I know and have known about the world for a ling time, and the scattered news that some kind of “assault” of Israel that was about as likely and believable as an invasion of Martians that all looked exactly like Mickey Mouse.
Now that I had a whole… oh, roughly 45 minutes to catch up on what has been reported in the panopticon of lies that is the mass media (also known as your friend the computer in the old style pen and paper RPG Paranoia) it is absolutely clear that my analysis of the situation was correct and this is merely the pedovores’ next attempt at “war, now!” With Iran.
Indeed the Chinese front proves too tough for them and they think they can possibly knock out Iran, or at least make it become Ukraine 2.0 and at the same time wipe out the Palestinian people altogether. So, yeah, it’s bad news if you are a Palestinian, for sure. And possibly if you’re Iranian too, although… there is more than a zero chance that if the (((USA))) attacks Iran via Israel, Russia and/or possibly China and/or possibly some other nominally Islamic states might provide assistance. The level of which could quickly escalate to the point that Israel may end up becoming a smudge on the map. Especially if many of the surrounding countries decide that the time is ripe. Egypt comes to mind.
Colt .45 1911
I’m not sure why, but I always liked the Colt 1911, even though I have never owned one. Yet.
I have a theory though.
In martial arts, generally, someone starts it for some reason like wanting to be able to defend themselves, or not be bullied, or be tough, something like that. Over time, if you do it long enough, you either remain one of these anxious guys, or you develop into someone that no longer has those hang-ups.
A certain level of proficiency means that you don’t worry about physical confrontations anymore. Which is not to say you are or even feel invincible, it just means you have taken enough hits that you know if it happens you’re going to respond to the best of your ability, and that in itself is both all you can do, as well as often enough, all you need to really come out on top. When you reach that level, you don’t worry about “form” or technique or this or that special strike. You will have natural things you are good at that work for you, but in an unprepared for situation anything is a weapon, including the environment itself and it will happen as it happens.
Even when I worked in close protection, my choices in weapons were not dictated by the latest fashion trends, but rather my own ability and real world understanding of things.
I did not care for the “spray and pray” mentality of the glock-loving 17 shot plastic guns. I carried a 4” Ruger GP 100 revolver in .357 magnum with one or sometimes two spare speed loaders in my suit jacket pocket. And a razor sharp tanto. I used to practice regularly with that gun and I had got to the point that I could draw it from concealed, aim and fire at a target 50 metres out and so a headshot on it, all under 2 seconds.
And I saw absolutely no reason that 6 shots would not be enough for anything we might encounter in our work, which was close protection for VIPs. Even a concerted attack would not have included more than 5 or six attackers and as the core team was 3 people, at least one or two would be engaged by the other guys. At worst. As I was the undercover guy, the idea is I would get the jump on the bad guys and on those occasions where people attempted an attack it was me who spotted them ahead of time and warned the team, which reconfigured in ways that made the potential attackers retreat. If a shootout were to take place I’d almost certainly get the drop on the bad guys, which I estimated even if they were trained pros would mean at least two of them would be dead before the others reacted.
In reality, handgun fights happen at about three meters or under. Most people in a gunfight panic, can’t hold their adrenaline rush in check and get disturbed motor functions. Trained people can panic too. Some trained people and some naturals, be it due to brain wiring (Aspergers for the win!) or whatever else, actually get more precise, they get time dilation and precise movement with what is sometimes referred to as “flow”. Myamoto Mushashi describes this in the fifth book of his book of five rings: The Void. The translation from Victor Harris is the best.
In such instances, if I have used up six shots, to my mind that would mean at least three dead bodies if not more. If I had cover to reload great. If not, the knife was faster than that at that range and frankly, scarier than being shot given what a single slash of it can do.
If you have experienced The Void, you will recognise precisely what that one page of text describes. If you have not, it will look like mystic woo-woo for the most part.
If you have experienced it enough that to a certain extent you have learnt to, or can, put yourself in a psychological state that approaches it, then, generally speaking, your level of paranoia will be minimal. At this point, you will begin to observe reality as it is, relatively free of subjective bias.
And here is where appreciation for beauty really enters into it.
Coming from a family of hunters and familiar with pretty much all aspects of shooting, meant that in general I would subjugate my personal preferences to functionality. That said, I always had an eye for the beauty of a weapon. The colt navy 1851 for example was one I always liked the look of.
And not just the fancy version above. Even the original one below.
Of course, being a blackpowder weapon, it’s hardly practical, but that octagonal barrel, the way it fits in the hand, the perfect balance of it, and even the single action only function of it just blends into a perfect combination of classic, dignified, gentlemanly, if you like, aspect of weapon use. Call me an old fashioned romantic, if you like, but there is a level of dignified beauty in the idea of drawing and firing a weapon of that sort at your enemy. One that hardly exists at all in the banging away with eyes half-closed, flinching as you run and spray and pray with a plastic obscenity like a glock at some equally retarded counterpart that is also filling the entire area with innocent bystander cases of “suddenly”.
The Colt 1911, for me, has a similar sort of dignified look that also takes into account the modern version of events. It is a semi-automatic, not a revolver, yet only holds 7+1 in the original format and 8+1 in faithful modern replicas.
As it happens, the aesthetic is important to me, and despite my definitely not being American, I find the original version, that is the pre-1924 or so version of the 1911 to be the handsomest of the many, many variations.
That is, the one with the straight backstrap, with lanyard loop, and the unbevelled approach to the trigger mechanism.
In short, I like the earliest version best, the pre-WWI, original 1911, as its name implies, now well over 100 years old in design.
The A1 version, which was introduced sometimes before WWII and looks very similar except for the differences I already mentioned, see below.
Somehow, I have learned long ago, I appear to have an instinctual appreciation for the older or original of a thing. It’s not limited to guns. I have the same approach to many things. Desks, libraries, work tools, even cars, which I care little about, and writing.
And yes, yes, I know all the criticisms of the original Colt 1911, that the sights are too small, that it’s basically a point and shoot firearm, that the .45 ACP is a slow round, that Colt 1911 might jam if not fed simple ball ammo.
All those things may be “true”, if you are just a straight out of the box, plug and play type, but less so if you take the time to get to know, and use, your guns regularly.
At any rate, they are hard to come by and expensive and not really an expense I can justify at the moment… although, no man ever has to justify the wish, nay, genetically induced need for yet another firearm or weapon, or work tool, or —being an educated warrior— anything related to stationary, writing, painting or sculpting.
And if the kids go hungry for a while, well, it all builds character and will get them to appreciate the art of hunting, right?
Besides… maybe I can start a gofund me. I mean, it’s like a necessity, right? Preservation of history sort of thing? C’mon, whatcha say? Isn’t there a wealthy philanthropist lover of the arts out there that wants to gift me a pre-1924 version of the Colt 1911 in .45 ACP? I’m not fussy, it doesn’t even have to have been built before 1924. I’ll take one of the newer ones built the same by Colt. Think of me like the old Catholic monks of Ireland that hid various Bibles and other patristic works from the depredations of Vikings and Danes by sequestering them and themselves, in remote and inhospitable islands.
The way America is going lately, you’d really be best served by letting a remote, rural Venetian, hold on to a piece of your legendary history for safekeeping and benefit of future generations. Maybe, one fine day, a beautiful, blonde, blue eyed, Southern Belle will marry my son, and maybe they will have half-Venetian, half-Southern children, and one day, his first born son may inherit his grandfather’s old Colt 1911.
You know it can happen.
I’ll accept cash, money transfer, silver coins, gold, or, best of all, just the Colt 1911 itself directly. C’mon I can get one for under 2k in some cases! You know you want to help…
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By G | 14 October 2023 | Posted in Social Commentary