Three and a half weeks ago, I started an experiment to see how long it would take me to find and pick up 100 bags of dog poop that had been discarded by neighbors of mine who don’t give a crap about anyone except themselves. My dog and I walk
Category: Gun Control
I friend of mine once told me he believes that out of everyone he knows, I’m the person most likely to get away with murder. Hmm. You should know by now that I like to think about things like that. So, I did. Before I get started, I want to
I realized the other day that I’m my own worst enemy. I’m not alone. You’re probably your own worst enemy too. The reason is that our political system has no real process for airing grievances. Well. OK. We can air grievances, but there’s no simple process for undoing something stupid
I had two recent experiences I think are worth mentioning. Here’s the first: As I do about every couple of years, last week I strained my back. Typically, my chiropractor can fix me right up. But for reasons I won’t go into here, this time I had to look for
Last week, 29-year-old Shawn Shrick was convicted of brutally killing his father’s girlfriend, Margaret Dahl, and her mother, Phyllis Porter, in 2019. There is no dispute he killed them. He stabbed Margaret 20 times. This week, he received his sentence. And then immediately walked out of jail a free man.
I said years ago that the best possible strategy for anti-gun people is to shoot and kill a bunch of innocent victims. Because every time there’s another highly-publicized shooting, the Left uses it as an example of why they believe we need more gun control. In fact, the only people
From time to time I have thoughts I want to share that aren’t big enough to turn into an article or podcast. So, I bunch them together into what I call, “PonkaBlog Shorts”. Here are two: Sudden Death There are a couple resources I think you should take a look
This country would be a whole lot better off if people bought into the concept of individual accountability. Somewhere along the line, we’ve become a nation that blames things for the actions of the people using them, instead of blaming the people for their actions. Before we get started, I
When I was growing up, I lived on a dairy farm. And we had an Australian Blue Heeler. We called him “Wimpy”. He was an amazing cattle dog. No one really trained him, he just instinctively knew what to do with the cows. The reason they’re called “heelers” is because
What if I told you I wanted you to take all your valuables and put them in the least secure place you could find? Perhaps in the middle of your backyard. Take any cash you’ve got lying around, any watches, jewelry, iPhones and other electronics and put them in a