Tacticool Jerk no.3 How much is enough?/Conclusion

How much is enough?

How much firepower do we need to defend ourselves without become tactical paranoids? I'm not going to waste time with hypotheticals and "how things ought to be". I'm just going to take this from my understanding of the current state of the firearm in America. Not going to argue about legislation, "guns don't kill people" or any of that political stuff.

What we want to find out is what we need to defend ourselves in a realistic manner.

Right now, guns are pretty much all over the place. Restrictions vary in different states and locales, but for the most part, pretty much anyone in America can get a gun. Legally or otherwise. Full-auto firearms, such as military assault rifles and machine guns, are not widely available, but they are out there in considerable numbers and civilians have them. Civilians also have standard bolt-action rifles, semi-auto rifles, pistols, revolvers, and whatever.

The only things not widely available would be artillery above 20mm and other military grade weapons. But I assume that there is some of that in private ownership as well, not to mention stockpiles that homegrown terrorists and gangs might have stowed away somewhere.

So what I'm saying is, that there is no restrictions on guns in America. Yes, there are legal restrictions, but that doesn't actually bar anyone from gaining possession of any of these weapons. The point is that all manner of firearms are physically on-land in America, they're just hard to get to.

And what that means is that criminals (yeah, the bad guys) can theoretically get a hold of weapons fitting into any of these categories. If you think that's a bit much, let's remember the fruitcake who stole a tank out of a National Guard armory and tried to knock down a bridge with it.

Virtually, there is no weapon that you can't justify owning. And no, I'm not really going to count WMD (Weapons of Mass Destruction), let's not get technical about it.

So if you do get loaded out like Rambo, saying "You just can never know" well, we couldn't expressly say that you're wrong. Who knows. Maybe a terrorist group will spring an attack in your neighborhood. Maybe your ballistic armor and AR-15 will save your life.

But this is where "tactical, practical, prepared, normal person" has to come in. Most people cannot afford an arsenal. And you can't really protect yourself from anything no matter how much money you spend. Even if you managed to invent a real Iron Man suit,  and you wore it all the time, making you impervious to all manner of physical attack, there's still that possibility of someone shooting you while you're in the shower when you finally take it off. Or by that point, you're probably so paranoid that wouldn't take showers anymore anyway. But you get the point.

As Benjamin Franklin said (on his deathbed pretty much) there are only two things that are certain in life: Death and taxes. I don't think that's an entirely accurate statement, but he got the death part right. Sooner or later, by natural or man-made cause, you are going to die. (Unless you're a Christian and The Rapture takes place in your lifetime).

And if you are so intent on protecting yourself, eventually that will become counter-productive, because a life lived in fear isn't much of a life at all. I'm definitely not saying you should just go and jump off a bridge, but that you should simply come to terms with the reality of your earthly existence.

We can spend all the money in the world on guns and security cameras and body armor, but that’s it. There is no such thing as being prepared for everything, and eventually you're going to die anyway.

So when it comes down to how much weaponry you should have, and how much is too much, it becomes pretty subjective. No one can answer that for you.

 Most people who invest in guns and self-defense are people who (like myself) simply enjoy these things for their own sake. Guns and knives are cool. Sure, they have practical application, but if I weren't "into" guns, I probably wouldn’t have any. Or any interest in getting them.

Having a hobby that has real-world applicability is great, but we have to realize thats its just that. Real-world defense with a firearm is a serious subject that requires time , training, and money, plus the necessary mindset and responsibility. Its not about having the coolest guns, body armor, or whatever.

The time when you actually have to defend yourself could very well go down like the imaginary example that I will illustrate in a minute. Danger doesn't strike when you want it to, or just on the days you feel ready for it. It could, but it probably won't. That perfect moment where you chase away the purse snatcher and get the number of the pretty girl is just fantasy. If you have any Hollywood ideas about self-defense, then in the words of the legendary Rex Kwon-Do of Napolean Dynamite fame:

The following example offers a dismal view, but for the sake of humor and not being overly optimistic, I wrote it the way I did. Honestly, I think it is a pretty realistic scenario, with full acknowledgment of the fact that life is not Hollywood. When it comes to guarding your life in a deadly situation, being optimistic and rosy about your skills and reactions is a pretty silly thing to do anyway. Be positive, yes. But don't overestimate yourself.

Anyways, let's proceed with the example:

Begin fictional scenario-

*Dream sequence hazy fade-in

Imagine you're driving to go to a job interview early  in the morning. You're getting ready to go inside a restaurant for breakfast. You have your almost brand-new M1911 holstered inside your jacket. You think about leaving it in the car because its heavy and uncomfortable to actually wear.

Not to mention you don't feel comfortable shooting it, and you still forget to take off the safety most of the time. You just bought it, and it's probably the worst financial decision you've made in your life up to this point, unless we're going to count college.

Last week, you went to the gunshop. You walked through the aisles, ogling at all the guns, wearing an Oakley T-shirt and responding to comments and conversation with cryptic language, trying to pass yourself off as someone who has really been around guns. You know, that kid who grew up in Dakota, shooting rabbits with his trusty .22, still has it, named it Bessy, "Oh how I loved that gun" Yada yada.

After looking at all manner of guns and trying not to ask too many questions (even though there's a lot you'd like to know) you walk over the to the pistol counter.

You look at the handguns. You find yourself attracted to the .380 pistols, knowing that they have good accuracy and that their recoil isn't too bad.
Who needs a firebreather like a 1911?  Not to mention 1911s are way out of your budget (even the entry-level ones). Secretly you don't think you could handle that much gun.

Better start out small, right? (A buddy took you out shooting a few weeks ago, and his 1911 practically jumped out of your hands when you shot it, leaving your ears ringing).

As you examine the .380s with a thoughtful eye, a soccer mom walks up to the counter next to you and leans over the glass case, also looking at the very same .380s, a baby bottle sticking out of her purse.
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A friendly sales man comes to the desk, and shows her one of the .380s. You notice a lot of words like, "Oh yeah, great for small hands," Real popular with the ladies" "Guy brought his 12-yr old to shoot one of these". And you quickly slip away to the .40s and .45s, 10mms and stuff like that.

As you look at these robustly military-looking guns and start breaking into a cold sweat (both fear and excitement), a female voice taps your ears. "Can I help you find anything?"

Mossy Oak hoodie, brunette, and blue jeans, this girl is about as 'Murican as they come.

 And she's just as pretty as those obnoxious country songs say she is.

Swallowing back the frog in your throat, you breathlessly ask about the guns, saying things like, "I used to shoot a Desert Eagle .50 Action Express, but I was thinking of maybe down-sizing a bit, like... (you make a weird face) like... .45? "

She quirks her face a little bit and proceeds to show you several guns.  After showing you some entry-level guns, she points out their feature model, a $2,500 .45 M1911 pistol.

 "Oh yeah," she says, "This has been real popular with our tactical crowd, its an awesome gun, I shoot it all the time, I have two, one for home, one for carry".

$2,500?! You think. You planned on spending about $400, ammo and an extra mag included. Gulping down the lump in your throat (and everything your parents told you about spending money), you ask for the papers and start signing your life away.

Then you buy some ammo and take it to the on-site range. You  shoot two mags worth at the range, and you scratch your head a lot when you take the target down, only finding two holes.

 Thinking that those holes are way too small to be from .45 bullets you realise that thats where you put the staples in to hang up the target.

A few hours before dinner, you walk out of the shop with a hefty Pelican case containing what is now one of your most exspensive possessions and a hefty charge on your Discover Card.

And all just because it was so macho,  trying to impress that cute sales girl behind the gunshop counter instead of settling for that plain-looking .380 handgun that you might have actually been able to shoot with subpar accuracy.

And without flinching like a five-year old during a loud parental argument.


So long story short, and with a certain degree of reluctance, you decide to leave your new gun in the car.

After eating and paying the bill you walk out to your car when a nasty-looking punk approaches you, asking for a couple bucks. You get nervous. You don’t have your gun. You don’t like people randomly approaching and asking you for stuff. Maybe you don’t like talking in general.

Not to mention you woke up with a headache that morning and you don’t feel very positive about the ensuing job interview, let alone winning a gunfight.

The punk keeps talking and then pulls a snubnose revolver out of his sweatpants. You freak out and he has to basically calm you down before you hand him your phone and wallet.

You’re crying and after your heart rate settles down (and the punk  is two blocks away) you remember two things: You should call the police, and you have a .45 caliber handgun lying in your car that you could have shot this guy with.

But honestly, your hands would have been shaking so bad that you probably would have just ended up blasting off five rounds that would have gone flying into the restaurant,  hitting and killing the poor 17-year old who flips burgers there, trying to raise enough money to go to community college.

And after this outburst, the dirtbag would take his turn and kill you with two shots to the face, eliminating the possibility of an open casket.

Shocked and mentally kicking yourself, you walk to the car with your hands shaking and sit down. Then you squirm uncomfortably as you realize that you wet your pants during the intense "tactical" exchange that had taken place just a few minutes prior.

Guns and glamour completely out of your mind, now you have to face the reality of what you're going to do about the job interview you were driving to, your best suit of clothes, and basically, what the heck you're going to do now.

    -End of fictional scenario-      

You can own guns and be a tactical nerd without being a obnoxious know-it-all that constantly spouts off about self-defense, and guns, and the apocalypse. If you want a gun to defend yourself, then its on you to determine what you need, and "how much is enough”.

 In the end, a gun can't guarantee your safety, no matter how well you are trained in using it. It only gives you a better chance of surviving. And again, provided that you know how to use it well and actually get the chance to. Can you imagine how many people have dropped dead without even knowing what hit them?

So I guess, in closing, what I’m saying is this: That the tacticool junkie has nothing to do with real-world self-defense and combat. But that doesn't mean you have to throw it out the window.

 Cool guns, video games, the Chevy Avalanche that you modified to look like a hummer?-that's awesome. That cool 5.11 Tactical lunchbag with integrated spotting scope pouch so you can snipe South American drug dealers while eating your lunch? (Clear and Present Danger, LOL).

That's cool.

But that's the movies, the video games, and your inner child. Don't  fool yourself into thinking that your hobby or fashion statement could someday save your life. Maybe it could. But it's foolish to count on it.

When we actually need to use guns to defend ourselves and to kill another human being, there's nothing glamorous about it.
When it comes down to that, let us not cheapen human life, or give such a serious subject a cavalier tone. Let us not demean ourselves to the minds of barbarians.

You can enjoy "tacticool-ness" and still be a responsible adult who understands the true nature of violence and self-defense. You can still be a war buff. But you just need to remember: Tacticool is tacticool, and tactical is tactical. They are similar words, but completely different, and never the two shall meet.

Go Ronald.

I Hope you enjoyed this post series as much as I enjoyed writing it. Merry Christmas!


Nerdy gaming: AAPG

The Tacticool Jerk post series is still running. I'm just taking a break.

Today I'm going to talk about a game I've been playing, America's Army: Proving Grounds.

I've been playing this game for a while now and I've gotten pretty addicted. It's a hard game to master, but once you get the hang of it, it's pretty fun. A realistic military shooter sponsored by the U.S. Army, AAPG is the sequel to America's Army Three which is similar in its basic idea, but the two games are quite different.

When I first started playing this, it was very difficult and frustrating, the only way to get good at it is to practice. If you have played other first person shooters, that will help you out a lot too.

Today, I figured I would just talk about my current in-game experience. Not exactly a review, but I can imagine that this post could definitely influence you as to whether you would want to play this game or not.

Anyways, so AAPG is pretty realistic as far as video games go. It mimics the stress and chaos of real-world combat, and its damage model means that you can get killed very quickly with a variety of weapons if you're not careful.

AAPG doesn't have respawn per se, but you can be revived by teammates if they can reach you and bandage you before you bleed out. But some hits are fatal, and if you get choked out, you can't be revived, or if an enemy player reaches you first and handcuffs you with zipties.

Thankfully, the rounds have a pretty quick turnaround so you don't have to wait too long even if you get killed or secured.

Lately,I have been playing a lot on Bridge: Extract. This is a fun map and I steered away from it at first (fearing snipers) but once you get your feet wet, its a lot of fun to play. The particular server that I've been playing a lot has no limits on weapons, which means that each team can have whatever weapons they want.

 Usually, each team is limited to two snipers, two DMRs, two machine guns and so on, but with this server, the whole team can load out with sniper rifles if they want to, which gives you plenty of freedom for your playstyle.
Friendly player getting revived (note the objective backpack)

For sniping, this map is excellent. I was doing pretty well sniping, but I became annoyed by enemy snipers that I can't see that hit me out of seemingly nowhere. The map is shrouded with fog, which prevents snipers from ruling the battlefield with impunity.

But there are plenty of channels and beaten paths that players travel, presenting a fair amount of targets if you are a good shot and don't expose yourself too much.

Sniper leaning out from cover with M24 sniper rifle

Bridge isn't just for snipers though. The areas under and around the center bridge tower are usually hotly contested with assault rifles, handguns, and grenades.

 For a few rounds I played with a shotgun and I dropped a bunch of enemies using that and my M9 pistol while holed up around some roadblocks underneath the tower. The M9 pistol is a 9mm handgun and carries 16 rounds.
It's counter part, the Colt 1911 .45 is pretty cool, but only carries 8 rounds and has harsher recoil.

I have dropped many opponents with the M9 but only one with the M1911, and that was a rare situation. I'm not a very good shot, and I rely more on volume of fire rather than accuracy.

Therefore, I pretty much always carry the M9. I'm sure I could get a kill or two with the .45, but to me its not worth it. I get a much better kill/death ratio with the M9 than I would if I used the 1911.

M9 in action

For sniping, the bolt-action M24 is king. It's a lot of fun to shoot, and its rate of fire is pretty fast even though its a bolt-action.

 In one instance, a downed enemy was lying on the ground next to the center tower. This is a fairly dangerous spot, as it is pretty exposed to sniper fire. An enemy came out from cover to revive him, and in the ensuing chaos I as tried to shoot them, the downed NME was revived and got up.

But then I managed to drop both of them within five seconds of each other. Getting back-to-back kills isn't too hard when your using the M24. It's a real good gun.

In the extract game mode, the attacking team has to move the objective (blue guidon flag) from their side of the field to the other.
The defending team has to prevent them from extracting the objective, which appears as a black and blue backpack on the player carrying it. If this player gets dropped or killed, the objective appears as a flag again and stays in place til somebody picks it up again.

Teams can win by eliminating each other, or the attack team can win by completing the objective. Defense can win if the attackers run out of time. Most rounds are won by wiping the other team out.

Enemy player getting revived
When playing defense, most of my team (including myself in several rounds) would run right out onto the front lines, right up to the center bridge tower, which is probably the hottest zone on the map, populated by grenade explosions, snipers shooting through it, and gunfights blazing under and around it.

I noticed that most of our team (about two-thirds) would get involved in this heavy combat, and get killed. With such a hotly contested zone it was hard for these soldiers to get revived, and the enemy team would usually push on to our side of the bridge, where there would be a hazy gun battle as they threw smoke grenades and tried to get over to the extraction point.

The extraction point is populated with a ton of shipping containers that are really good for hiding behind and ambushing opponents.

Jumping on this bandwagon (as well as mimicking the tactic of another player) I equipped myself with a M249 machine gun, fitted with a red-dot scope (non-magnifying) and I held back in the shipping container area.

I played a few rounds like this, some where I went out into the action and fell back later, others where I went into action and got killed, and at least another where I stayed back for the duration of the round.

I found this to be very effective, as you can ambush the whole surviving enemy team, blasting them all away as they try to get to extract. In one round, myself and a few other survivors managed to accomplish this. I killed several enemies with my M249, and I got the last player using my M9.

Pistols can be fired extremely fast in the game, and I've noticed that the M9 is like a backup submachine gun. At medium ranges you can drop opponents with aimed double or triple taps, and at close range, you can just empty the entire magazine, spraying your opponent with lead.

If you are playing with a sniper rifle, having a handgun is very useful, unless you can pick up a third gun from a fallen player. Weapons that other players drop come with extra magazines, so its a pretty sweet deal, especially if you get to pick up a enemy weapon.

This is a schematic of the situation explained below. The enemies are coming from the right side, and their routes are represented by the red lines. I'm the yellow dot, and the killzone (marked out with the thin red lines) represents my field of fire.
In another round I managed to drop a bunch of opponents with my M249 as they presented themselves, but I made the incredibly stupid mistake of trying to secure an opponent right in front of me.

There was no chance for this guy to be revived since he was lying right in front of me and there was no point in doing it this late in the round when everything was down to the wire. I probably wouldn't have been killed if I had just been smart and waited for the last enemies to come into my field of fire. When I was zip tying this guy, an enemy player quickly dropped me with his assault rifle.

Getting a takedown (chokehold kill) is one of the hardest in-game feats. I have only managed to do this once, and it was in a situation where I was fighting another player one on one, and he was less experienced than me.

 I would like to get takedowns more regularly. As for me, I have been taken down a embarrassing amount of times. Or the circumstances were embarrassing, because the same player choked me out three times in the same spot about three rounds in a row.

Takedowns are a fancy pants move, they do have the tactical advantage of being quiet, (shooting can really give away your position) and whoever you choke out can't be revived, so there's no chance of them getting back in action.

But usually, players go out of their way to do a takedown just because its so cool and really marks you out as being skilled (not to mention its pretty humiliating to the victim).

However this can really backfire, as I remember a player who attempted to sneak up on another player to take him down, but the other player turned around and shot him. Going for a takedown is a calculated risk and you have to be careful.  Usually its just easier and safer to shoot somebody when you get the drop on them.

And that principle is pretty accurate in real-life combat, as knife fights and things like that are pretty rare. Its always best to kill your enemies from as far away as possible.

 In one round where I was playing the VIP, I only had a pistol with sixteen rounds and no extra magazines. I got the drop on another player, and if my profile statistics are correct, I killed this player with just one round to the head. I could have attempted a takedown, but there's a good chance I would have met the same fate as the previous example. You have to be smart! This is no game for Rambo. Its for brainy, patient Rambo!


Tacticool jerk part 2

Part Two:

Humans are people with varying personalities and unique souls, not "NMEs and "Friendlies".

When the time comes to kill, you must be capable of doing it. Fully, ruthlessly, and swiftly. But the difference between a godly warrior and an evil killer is this: They both do their job with equal violence, but the killer seeks it, while the warrior does not.

   The warrior is completely prepared to destroy, but he does not seek the opportunity. He is vigilant, and not taken off guard when such violence is called for, but again, he does not seek it out.

   The killer, on the other hand, lives for blood, seeks violence, and only shies from it when the cost is too great to himself.

   The warrior will not shy away from violence if it will protect others, even if he must be killed in the ensuing fight.

   Meanwhile, the killer retreats when the fire is too hot, and will sacrifice anyone into the fields of destruction if it means he may escape with his own life.

  We must be prepared for anything. Life-threatening danger can come from anyone, anytime, and anywhere. An old lady with arthritis can still pull the trigger on a handgun, and terrorists may turn a five-year-old child into a suicide bomb.
An obese person who can't run a mile without throwing up can still drive a 2,000 pound vehicle loaded with explosives. And even a person in a wheelchair can still throw a grenade.

These are sad realities, but realities nonetheless.

   The cheeky phrase "Be prepared to kill everyone you meet" is a good one, but it has been woefully misapplied in our culture, instead of garnering true preparedness it's simply a bad attitude adopted by a society that has been over-immersed in violence.

   Having the ability to kill any opponent you may face is a desirable attribute, but not one that you take so much pride in that you have stick it on your bumper or something.

  In a self-defense situation, your goal should be to keep yourself from injury or death, not inflicting it on the person attacking you. Killing your opponent is really only the secondary objective. Your primary objective is keeping yourself and innocents safe.
Not the right attitude

 Before you take that the wrong way though, let's make something clear: In order to keep yourself from getting killed or seriously injured, you typically will have to kill or seriously injure the person attacking you. So therefore, your secondary objective (killing your attacker) quickly becomes the primary objective. When the situation deteriorates to the point where violence is the only way out, when A can't be achieved without B, then B quickly becomes A.

But the point is, that you shouldn't invest in self-defense and weaponry just because you want to prove those skills by killing somebody in a violent confrontation.

  Human beings were created in the image of God, designed with the purpose of glorifying Him in all that they do on this earth. Now this is, of course, a fallen world, but the above statement still applies.

 Each human being is unique, with different personalities, likes and dislikes, and family relationships. Each human being has a soul that God puts great value on, and each soul will end up going to either hell or heaven.

Our perspective on self-defense and war should be shaped on this.

  People are people. Human beings are more than a mind and a body. They have souls and God created them.

  Taking a life is a very big deal. You are ending someone. But when it's all on the line, and you do what needs to be done, then there shouldn't be any guilt on your part that you can't get over. To quote Sean Connery's character in the movie The Untouchables, "You did your duty, go home and sleep well tonight".

Part Three: How much is enough?

Note: The Untouchables is great movie, but it is rated R. I watched it on ClearPlay, just in case you were wondering.


The Tacticool Jerk: A short post series

I like guns (but rarely shoot them) I like airsoft (but never play) and I think all sorts of big things about home defense and 2nd Amendment stuff, but rarely say them out loud. I'm a student of tacticool-ness that has plenty of book-reading but no practical field experience. 

Basically,  I'm a tactical junkie that places way too much emphasis on guns and violence, a person wearing black, sulking around on the streets, secretly hoping for a mugger to attack me so that I can prove myself to be the self-proclaimed street-fighting hero that I know deep down that I am.

That, my friends, is the mindset of the "tacticool jerk". So yes, I just called myself an idiot. 

Tactical people are funny. Edgy, with perpetual frowns who won't loosen up, always thinking in terms of military strategy, and secretly hoping for something to go wrong so they can fulfill their Call-of-Duty fantasies. (I don't actually play that by the way).

 But inside all that ridiculousness  there is a tiny nugget of wisdom and practicality. The task I have set before us today is the need to sort out "tactical, practical, and prepared normal person", from the "locked and loaded jerk".  And so this post series is going to be all about taking advice from a hypocrite: Me!

1. The world is not as messed up as you think it is.

First things first. This world is messed up beyond belief. And it is going to get worse. One trip to Walmart on a busy day is enough to make you want to go away into the mountains. Our world is filled to the brim with perversion and violence. Our entertainment industry feeds every base desire, and the freakish debauchery that is plain-faced in the lower strata of society (criminal biker gangs, the drug culture, and all the other unmentionables) is climbing its way up the ladder.

The world is more dangerous, more hostile, and just plain weird than it has ever been before.

The human that walks today's streets with acceptance and normality, is a creature that would have been utterly obscene, objectionable, and completely incompatible with the society that existed 60 years ago.

Violence is everywhere. In our music, in our movies and books, in our schools, and all over the world, from shootings to full-scale wars designed to wipe out entire races of people.
*machine gun chatter

But all that being said, we don't live in a warzone. Not yet. And I would't be holding my breath. Because we're not going to be at the breaking point for awhile. 

Until people are regularly shooting at each other off their back porches, and until you can't drive on the freeway without seeing a road rage incident, then I am not going to be very concerned. I haven't even seen a real car crash happen. I have seen the aftermath but not an actual accident. Much less a murder, violent confrontation, or shootout. Violence is really not all that widespread. 

Guns are a necessity. Everybody responsible enough to have one, should have one. But there really isn't enough violence in America to justify to getting decked out like Rambo.
America falling down the elevator shaft

Next Week: Part Two: Humans are people with unique personalities and unique souls, not "NMEs and "Friendlies".


Well, well, well

Okay. Well we can forget NanoWriMo. I missed one day, and then another, and another, and now I am at the point where I don't care at all about writing my nano story. It is still a good story, and maybe I will still work on it eventually, but I aint going to be a nanowrimo winner anytime soon.
Lazy me.

Anyways, so I came across an article talking about this ridiculously cool piece of work.
(Yeah, time that could have been spent writing my novel).

This is the Rezvani TANK. Absolutely sick. A really good idea. And a REALLY bad idea. 
First off, this vehicle is beautiful. It doesn't have that classic military appeal, but it is pretty tacticool. I would love to grab a bunch of friends and drive around  in it, blaring music. I think it is the ultimate "squad/party-with-my-friends" kind of vehicle. 

But then there's the bad news. This bad boy can be fitted with ballistic armor. I don't know whether the armor is any good or not (maybe the manufacturer assumes that no one is actually going to punch holes through it to test it)) but you can mount this thing with armor. There are three options, one to protect against pistol rounds, another to ward of rifle bullets, and the highest level, "armor-piercing".

 If that can actually provide protection from heavy rounds like .50BMG, then that is a serious problem for law enforcement. Drug dealers can get pretty rich. So a $300,000 bullet-proof XUV (Extreme Utility Vehicle) is well within their ill-gotten budget. And even though our cops are probably a bit better armed than they used to be, I still think that is a pretty bad idea. 

A cool tactical vehicle? Very cool. But one with armor? Say what you will, I don't think that is a good idea. But then again, a couple of dudes with blowtorches and steel could probably take a minivan and turn it into a war wagon. And the Rezvani is awful conspicuous. 

So I don't know. Armor or no armor, it's pretty darn awesome.

$150,000 with standard options, about $350,000 maxed out. Orders are being taken now.


I'm back and I'm starting nanowrimo

Hello everybody! It has been awhile, I know. But I'm back, and I have some important news to announce. I am partaking in nanowrimo 2017. For those of you who are uninformed, nanowrimo stands for National Novel Writing Month, which is November (duh). My sister did it last year and is doing it again, and this time I'm doing it too. Duh. I told you that already.

Here is the link to the nanowrimo website. You should be able to find me on there as Andy28.

My novel is not very far along (quite behind, actually) but I am pretty excited for it. Hopefully I can do some posts about it. We'll see how it goes.

In the meantime, I am going to try gearing up for more art posts and posts in general and stuff, and hopefully that will go along well.

The art stuff is hard to get under control because I want to add watermarks to all of my images, and I usually need to edit each picture in order to improve lighting and clarity because I just take pictures of my drawings instead of photocopying them. And I have a ton of them.

And as you may have noticed I did another blog makeover. My previous "new-look" was pretty short-lived, I know. It was a bit garish. I'm keeping the title, but I needed to change the overall look.

Check back later, bye.


Letting the art speak for itself#4

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