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“Elevate those guns a little lower”*…


Brian Jeffs, co-founder of Michigan Open Carry, worried that there were no children’s books celebrating the glories of the Second Amendment; so he wrote the story of “13-year-old Brenna Strong along with her mom, Bea, and her dad, Richard, as they spend a typical Saturday running errands and having fun together. What’s not so typical is that Brenna’s parents lawfully open carry handguns for self-defense”: My Parents Open Carry. It is, Jeffs suggests, “a wholesome family book that reflects the views of the majority of the American people, i.e., that self-defense is a basic natural right and that firearms provide the most efficient means for that defense. We truly hope you will enjoy this book and read and discuss it with your children over and over again. As you read this book, you will learn about the growing practice of open carry, the 2nd Amendment, and the right and responsibility of self-defense.”

Your correspondent will leave an assessment of the book to readers.  But he would be remiss not to draw attention to the reviews, which include gems like these (more legible, perhaps, on the Amazon page):

[TotH to Jesse Kornbluth/Head Butler]

* Andrew Jackson


As we stand our ground, we might send carefully-aimed birthday greetings to John X. Beidler; he was born on this date in 1831.  Born in Pennsylvania, Beidler ran through a series of gigs– shoemaker, farmer, compatriot of radical abolitionist John Brown– before migrating to Montana in 1863, during the gold rush there.   He landed in Virginia City, only to find it plagued by a band of thieves led by a psychopathic con-man, Henry Plummer, who had managed to get himself elected sheriff of the nearby town of Bannock.  Frustrated by the ineffectiveness of the local law enforcement, the citizens of Virginia City and Bannock formed a secret vigilance committee; they hunted down and hung theSheriff Plummer and his bandits.  Beidler, who preferred to be known simply by his middle initial “X,” played an active and unusual role in the vigilante group– unusual in that, unlike his colleagues, he was quite public about his involvement, and welcomed the attention it drew; he relished the legends that grew up around him.  And he parlayed them into later jobs as a stagecoach guard and Deputy U.S. Marshall.

Vigilante X



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August 14, 2014 at 1:01 am

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