The White Shadow Dojo is a Martial Arts school run by Gwynne and David in western New York. This blog features information on our book "The Rhythm of One", our class offerings, a calendar of events, an edged weapons forum, articles on knife design, and a community space for the research and dissemination of Martial Arts. "Sometimes irreverant, often opinionated, always brutally honest."

Tuesday, November 04, 2014

Mayberry RFD

It’s November fourth. I started out for Houston on the first. I just could not face another fight squeezed into a commuter jet, pasted against the inner fuselage with some 300 pounds guy sitting beside me and my shoulders up around my ears. I came down here to teach a gas engine school. Yes I would rather be teaching kenjutsu, Iaido, or knife-fighting. But this is what pays my bills. I was in, even if only for a few hundred miles, eleven states getting here. New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland. West, Virginia, Virginia, Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana and finally the Grand Republic of Texas. I covered over 1800 miles in two and a half days. I saw some beautiful country and some god-awful traffic. Doesn’t anybody stay at home? Gas prices in New York were about $3.70 and in parts of the South as low as $2.32! Good old New York and taxes go together like Cuomo and Corruption. As I was traveling I was mindful of what states are gun-friendly and what ones definitely are not. What is scary is that there is any difference in the “United” States of America. The second amendment is regarded completely different from state to state. Now I am a States Rights sort of person but not when that right in any way disallows my basic inalienable rights as guaranteed under the US Constitution. This leads to the second part of my posting. We are god given the right to self-defense but we are being governmentally stripped of our ability to provide for our own defense. HOW CAN THAT BE? Despite the un-natural laws of some states I carried my little SIG right on through them. I wasn’t about to keep checking state laws and jumping in and out of my car to hide my pistol in the trunk in one state, hide my ammo in a separate place in another state carry open here, concealed there. The Second Amendment is the only true gun law, and all of the rest are unlawful. Part three of my posting. So what did worry me? I am not afraid of storms (Ice, Snow, Rain) although I do not enjoy them. I am 66 years old and know how to drive in adverse weather. I am not afraid of car-jacking or some idiot with road rage. Getting off in the “wrong part of town” is troubling but that’s why I had Sigmund (my 938 SIG) with me. Car breakdowns? No I don’t worry about breakdowns, I have AAA and I drive rental cars. What I fear is those sworn to “serve and protect.” That’s right I fear the lone wolf COP. The trooper in a bad mood or who hates Yankees with a long pony tail. That’s who worries me. I am intimidated by the local small town gestapo cop, the one who got stale donuts, cold coffee, and a ration of shit from his old lady that morning. I nearly wore out the cruise control on my rented Impala in East Texas. They must have had a humungous road sign budget and a cop behind each one. The speed limits plummeted from 75 mph to 30 mph, on hill crests, turns in the roads, hidden behind overgrown tree branches and rocketed right back up again often for no apparent reason. Oops here we go again from 75 mph to 65, to 60, to 55, to 40, to 30, faster than I could cut back on the cruise so it was hammer down on the brakes and look for the cop. Yup there he is behind the chick’ filet or Bubbas BBQ. I nearly got whip lash from the deceleration and acceleration. In east Texas alone I counted nearly twenty cops on route 59. That was more than all of the other 10 states added together. In fact it was at least 5 times more. Is crime that rampant in east Texas these days? Seriously folks I am not joking when I say police state. But the topper was when I was nearly to my destination travelling on the infamous parking lot known as the Sam Houston Parkway. Travelling in the other direction were two motorcycle cops, side by side, doing maybe 30 mph or less. They were at that almost gonna tip over if I go any slower speed. Now there was no funeral. There was no accident because I just came from the other direction. They were creating a huge traffic jam for no obvious reason other than because they could. They were creating a big opportunity for an accident to happen. Houston ought to be proud of them. Yes folks that is what I am afraid of police with unlimited power and us peons with no recourse, And as they become more and more militarized we become more and more vulnerable to the rogue cop with a bad temper. I’m telling you true i passed through a lot of small towns but there aren’t any Andy Taylors of Mayberry RFD Police anymore. So watch your six!

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