Government Surveillance Crackdown On Internet Goes Into Overdrive
In a New York Times editorial, former government cybersecurity czar Richard A. Clarke has called for the creation of customs checks on all data leaving and entering US cyberspace.
Clarke makes the call in relation to Chinese hackers stealing information and intellectual property from US firms.
“If given the proper authorization, the United States government could stop files in the process of being stolen from getting to the Chinese hackers.” Clarke writes.
“If government agencies were authorized to create a major program to grab stolen data leaving the country, they could drastically reduce today’s wholesale theft of American corporate secrets.”
While Clarke may well be coming at this subject well intentioned, the fact that government has a long history of attempting to crackdown on internet freedom and control the web will mean his words are a cause of concern for many.
“Under Customs authority, the Department of Homeland Security could inspect what enters and exits the United States in cyberspace…” Clarke continues.
“And under the Intelligence Act, the president could issue a finding that would authorize agencies to scan Internet traffic outside the United States and seize sensitive files stolen from within our borders.”
.....Both the EFF and the CDT have noted that CISPA effectively legislates for monitoring and collecting online communications without the knowledge of the parties concerned and funneling them directly to the National Security Agency or the DOD’s Cybercommand.
Essentially all of these bills legislate for moves by the federal government to access and monitor the online communications of all Americans, much like the more open agenda of the British government to snoop on citizens.
With the additional ongoing construction of a city sized secret NSA data collection center in the Utah desert, about which the agency will not even give details to Congress about, it is clear that the powers that be fully expect to go ahead with such plans, with or without the legislation to do so.
Much more HERE
Saturday, April 07, 2012
Where's the outrage now, Al and Jesse?
A white boy gets the shit kicked out of him by a crowd of blacks while onlookers cheer, then rob the victim.
How come we haven't heard from Misters Jackson and Sharpton condemning this act? Where in the fuck are their fat mouths now?
How come we haven't heard from Misters Jackson and Sharpton condemning this act? Where in the fuck are their fat mouths now?
A little mid-afternoon pick-me-up
There's just something about... er... um... that smile.
And for you ass men:
And for you ass men:
Straight-up White Trash, God bless 'em
Before you even get into the story, allow me to summarize:
A Gravy rassler (whatever that is) comes home and finds her best friend fucking somebody on her couch with her (the rassler's) brother there. The girlfriend picks up a monkey wrench laying on the floor and whacks said rassler in the face with it resulting in grievious injury.
So here we have rasslers, sex with others watching, and tools on the floor. Can't get much trashier than that.
A model who became a champion gravy wrestler suffered serious eye damage after being hit in the face with a monkey wrench.
Elisa Sampson, 31, was hit in the face by her 'best friend' Sabina English, after arriving back at her home in Rossendale, Lancashire, and finding the single mother having sex with another friend on her sofa.
When kick boxer Elisa interrupted the two with a shout of: 'What are you doing', laundry worker English jumped up and hit her in the face with the garage tool, which was lying nearby on the floor.
The victim received two fractures around her right eye and a gashed upper lid, which needed surgery and 17 stitches to repair it and which resulted in a 'deformity' on the eyelid and long-term vision problems.
At Burnley Crown Court, Lancashire, English admitted grievous bodily harm and was jailed for two years.
She was also barred from contacting Elisa for two years under a restraining order.
The fight occurred last October, a year after blonde Elisa won the 2010 World Gravy Wrestling Championship, in which she wrestled other women and men in 2,000 litres of Bisto outside a pub near her home in Rossendale.
Miss Martine Snowden, prosecuting, said Elisa, English and Paul Greenwood who were all friends, were at the wrestler’s flat enjoying a drinks party.
Trouble began when Elisa Sampson went into her living room and found English and Paul Greenwood having sex.
Miss Snowden said: 'Elisa was cross with what she saw, unhappy about their behaviour in her lounge and asked: "What are you doing?"
'But English jumped up and Paul Greenwood got up and grabbed the victim around the throat and pushed her into the doorway.'
English’s brother who was also at the flat punched Elisa in the face a number of times.
The prosecutor added: 'The victim was not really able to say what happened to her after that, but fought back to some extent and ended up on the floor in the bedroom, in pain and aware her eye was seriously injured.'
The other three fled and Elisa, who was unable to see out of her eye, sought help from a neighbour who called an ambulance. She was taken to hospital, X-rayed and had surgery.
English, of Stacksteads, near Rochdale, was arrested later but made no comment in police interview. She had a conviction for battery from nine years ago.
A Gravy rassler (whatever that is) comes home and finds her best friend fucking somebody on her couch with her (the rassler's) brother there. The girlfriend picks up a monkey wrench laying on the floor and whacks said rassler in the face with it resulting in grievious injury.
So here we have rasslers, sex with others watching, and tools on the floor. Can't get much trashier than that.
*****
A model who became a champion gravy wrestler suffered serious eye damage after being hit in the face with a monkey wrench.
Elisa Sampson, 31, was hit in the face by her 'best friend' Sabina English, after arriving back at her home in Rossendale, Lancashire, and finding the single mother having sex with another friend on her sofa.
When kick boxer Elisa interrupted the two with a shout of: 'What are you doing', laundry worker English jumped up and hit her in the face with the garage tool, which was lying nearby on the floor.
The victim received two fractures around her right eye and a gashed upper lid, which needed surgery and 17 stitches to repair it and which resulted in a 'deformity' on the eyelid and long-term vision problems.
At Burnley Crown Court, Lancashire, English admitted grievous bodily harm and was jailed for two years.
She was also barred from contacting Elisa for two years under a restraining order.
The fight occurred last October, a year after blonde Elisa won the 2010 World Gravy Wrestling Championship, in which she wrestled other women and men in 2,000 litres of Bisto outside a pub near her home in Rossendale.
Miss Martine Snowden, prosecuting, said Elisa, English and Paul Greenwood who were all friends, were at the wrestler’s flat enjoying a drinks party.
Trouble began when Elisa Sampson went into her living room and found English and Paul Greenwood having sex.
Miss Snowden said: 'Elisa was cross with what she saw, unhappy about their behaviour in her lounge and asked: "What are you doing?"
'But English jumped up and Paul Greenwood got up and grabbed the victim around the throat and pushed her into the doorway.'
English’s brother who was also at the flat punched Elisa in the face a number of times.
The other three fled and Elisa, who was unable to see out of her eye, sought help from a neighbour who called an ambulance. She was taken to hospital, X-rayed and had surgery.
- Stretch
This young man has talents
Not for posing these ladies in the picture (and it's obviously posed) but for convincing them to lay down on that nasty fucking bathroom floor.
Now they won't use a toilet if there aren't any ass gaskets in the stall, but they'll lay down in somebody elses' dried piss for a picture.
Treated at Ball Hospital for a scrotum injury? Okay.....
APRIL 5--An Indiana man had his scrotum severely torn when his “on-again, off-again” girlfriend entered his home and pummeled him in an attack that resulted in the woman’s arrest on several criminal charges, including two felonies.
Christina Reber, 43, was freed from jail yesterday after posting $10,000 bond in connection with her bust for the alleged attack last Friday at the Muncie house of her ex-beau (who told cops he had ended the couple’s eight-month relationship days before the assault).
The victim, 57, told police that he was working at his computer when Reber, pictured in the adjacent mug shot, “walked into his house uninvited,” according to a Muncie Police Department report that will make every guy wince. The man said Reber screamed at him to “call the fucking police” before launching her assault.
Reber, the victim told cops, first struck him repeatedly in the head before latching onto his scrotum and “squeezing as hard as she could.” The man, interviewed by police at a hospital emergency room, said that he “was in incredible pain when Reber grabbed his scrotum and began digging in her fingers.”
The victim recalled that Reber “refused to let go of his scrotum,” but that he was “finally able to pry his scrotum from Reber’s hand” after they fell to the
ground during the scuffle. The man then called an ambulance, which transported him to Ball Memorial Hospital.
A cop reported that the man had blood on his shirt and “a long wide tear on his scrotum,” which had been “completely torn loose from his body.”
In a follow-up interview two days after the incident, the victim told police that his scrotum was “so swollen he is unable to walk and is missing work.” The man added that his scrotum “is still bleeding and doctors are not sure if there is permanent damage to his groin or not.”
Reber was charged with aggravated battery and illegally entering the victim’s home, both felonies. She was also charged with a misdemeanor domestic battery, according to an affidavit. Reber is next due in court on April 30.
SOURCE
Christina Reber, 43, was freed from jail yesterday after posting $10,000 bond in connection with her bust for the alleged attack last Friday at the Muncie house of her ex-beau (who told cops he had ended the couple’s eight-month relationship days before the assault).The victim, 57, told police that he was working at his computer when Reber, pictured in the adjacent mug shot, “walked into his house uninvited,” according to a Muncie Police Department report that will make every guy wince. The man said Reber screamed at him to “call the fucking police” before launching her assault.
Reber, the victim told cops, first struck him repeatedly in the head before latching onto his scrotum and “squeezing as hard as she could.” The man, interviewed by police at a hospital emergency room, said that he “was in incredible pain when Reber grabbed his scrotum and began digging in her fingers.”
The victim recalled that Reber “refused to let go of his scrotum,” but that he was “finally able to pry his scrotum from Reber’s hand” after they fell to the
ground during the scuffle. The man then called an ambulance, which transported him to Ball Memorial Hospital.A cop reported that the man had blood on his shirt and “a long wide tear on his scrotum,” which had been “completely torn loose from his body.”
In a follow-up interview two days after the incident, the victim told police that his scrotum was “so swollen he is unable to walk and is missing work.” The man added that his scrotum “is still bleeding and doctors are not sure if there is permanent damage to his groin or not.”
Reber was charged with aggravated battery and illegally entering the victim’s home, both felonies. She was also charged with a misdemeanor domestic battery, according to an affidavit. Reber is next due in court on April 30.
SOURCE
Good mornin y'all
The one on the right has bigger tits and likes to show them off but the one on the left seems a bit more receptive - her legs are cocked wide open.
Friday, April 06, 2012
Lewis's Deer cape and head
Here's a pic of a buck than ran too close to incoming fire.
That's his sawed off head sitting on his cape, just finished skinning him and thought the pic was cool.
He weighed about 200, hit him in the heart with a .308 Sierra Game King at around 100 yards.
That's his sawed off head sitting on his cape, just finished skinning him and thought the pic was cool.
He weighed about 200, hit him in the heart with a .308 Sierra Game King at around 100 yards.
*****
Gotta love that Game King. Been around for years and still getting the job done.
Thanks for sharing this, man.
Fuck PETA and thank you for helping me say it.
Ahhh, Domestic Life.....
We actually had a nice domestic day today. Seriously.
After a nice day in the hills yesterday enjoying the wildflowers and shit, we spent the day today in Modesto yardsale-ing fighting off little old blue haired ladies in Crown Victorias with their prescription windshields. Those bitches are fucking vicious, man. Not so much for the bargains, but for parking spots right in front of the yard sales. We'd just be cruising around and we'd listen for the sound of horns and that's where we'd find the yardsale - a whole shitload of powder blue Vickies manuevering around, trying to park in some pre-established pecking order. God help you if you just think you can whip right in and grab a spot, especially if you're a youngster under 70. Mad Mable and her slut-buddy Irate Irene ain't having none of that shit - They're shooting looks like you will move your shit on out motherfucker I can pay for that Ranger CASH so back the fuck off.
Once I figured out that if I would just park down the road and say ma'am a lot, I could reseat my revolver and relax. They were actually quite nice once you got them out of their fucking cars. I turned a couple of them onto some III business cards.
So we did pretty good at the yard sales. I scored a couple of books and 3 sets of mule deer antlers, all of them six points to a side. Lisa got some girlie shit.
Then I came home and finished spading up the garden area. It's not that large, maybe 30' x 8' for the row crops and an area about 8' x 8' for tomatoes and peppers, with a few squash hills in between. Still up in the air about where to put them fucking melons, though.
Anyways, I've spent all week spading up that area - not that it was difficult - it's that I hate gardening, especially if I'm putting in a new one. Fucking hoe and shovel works sucks, man. No way I could be a Mexican.
The garden area is spaded, leveled and ready tomorrow to be rowed out and planted. Then it's up to Lisa to keep it weeded and watered and alive. Contrary to my aw shucks image, I am not one of those country boys that like the feel of the soil running through my fingers. Fuck that, weeds have feelings too. I do however love the taste offresh free food, especially picked 5 minutes ago food. So my first planting of the year is going to be good old fashioned genitically engineered shit for flavor and yield, then the second and maybe a third planting will be with heirloom seeds so we can lay in a healthy prep seed stash as well as seed for next years' garden.
I'm still waiting to see how CharlieGodammit is going to treat the garden - am I going to have to fence that motherfucker off or what. It's really hard to tell with him with how he acts towards something new. Now he's sat there for the better part of a week clearing that area out, laying in the shade watching me sweat. He has shown no inclination whatsoever to go into that area. I haven't seen a footprint one in there, in fact, I've found several dog turds on the edge of it, but nothing in it so I'm thinking that he's actually settled down and realizes that this is my area and he'll respect that and other than occasionally lifting his leg on some lettuce as he passes by, stay out of it.
Either that or he's biding his time acting all innocent and shit pretending not to notice that he's losing a big chunk of his yard. Motherfucker's going to wait until I'm all done seeding and planting and then he's going to wait for an excuse, something like he had to bark 3 whole times before he was let in, and then he's going to fucking go to town on Lane's Gardens. I'm going to walk out some morning to do my gardening work and I'm going to round the corner a find a Big. Fucking. Hole. There's gonna be lettuce hanging from the swing tree. Pole beans strowed all around the yard. Tomatoes everywhere and unthinkable acts committed with the squash and cucumbers, the chickens next door will never be the same.
Yeah. That's probably it.
After a nice dinner of chicken in curry sauce, rice and sauteed broccolli, we sat around and loaded a shitload of 5.56 into stripper clips.
After a nice day in the hills yesterday enjoying the wildflowers and shit, we spent the day today in Modesto yardsale-ing fighting off little old blue haired ladies in Crown Victorias with their prescription windshields. Those bitches are fucking vicious, man. Not so much for the bargains, but for parking spots right in front of the yard sales. We'd just be cruising around and we'd listen for the sound of horns and that's where we'd find the yardsale - a whole shitload of powder blue Vickies manuevering around, trying to park in some pre-established pecking order. God help you if you just think you can whip right in and grab a spot, especially if you're a youngster under 70. Mad Mable and her slut-buddy Irate Irene ain't having none of that shit - They're shooting looks like you will move your shit on out motherfucker I can pay for that Ranger CASH so back the fuck off.
Once I figured out that if I would just park down the road and say ma'am a lot, I could reseat my revolver and relax. They were actually quite nice once you got them out of their fucking cars. I turned a couple of them onto some III business cards.
So we did pretty good at the yard sales. I scored a couple of books and 3 sets of mule deer antlers, all of them six points to a side. Lisa got some girlie shit.
Then I came home and finished spading up the garden area. It's not that large, maybe 30' x 8' for the row crops and an area about 8' x 8' for tomatoes and peppers, with a few squash hills in between. Still up in the air about where to put them fucking melons, though.
Anyways, I've spent all week spading up that area - not that it was difficult - it's that I hate gardening, especially if I'm putting in a new one. Fucking hoe and shovel works sucks, man. No way I could be a Mexican.
The garden area is spaded, leveled and ready tomorrow to be rowed out and planted. Then it's up to Lisa to keep it weeded and watered and alive. Contrary to my aw shucks image, I am not one of those country boys that like the feel of the soil running through my fingers. Fuck that, weeds have feelings too. I do however love the taste of
I'm still waiting to see how CharlieGodammit is going to treat the garden - am I going to have to fence that motherfucker off or what. It's really hard to tell with him with how he acts towards something new. Now he's sat there for the better part of a week clearing that area out, laying in the shade watching me sweat. He has shown no inclination whatsoever to go into that area. I haven't seen a footprint one in there, in fact, I've found several dog turds on the edge of it, but nothing in it so I'm thinking that he's actually settled down and realizes that this is my area and he'll respect that and other than occasionally lifting his leg on some lettuce as he passes by, stay out of it.
Either that or he's biding his time acting all innocent and shit pretending not to notice that he's losing a big chunk of his yard. Motherfucker's going to wait until I'm all done seeding and planting and then he's going to wait for an excuse, something like he had to bark 3 whole times before he was let in, and then he's going to fucking go to town on Lane's Gardens. I'm going to walk out some morning to do my gardening work and I'm going to round the corner a find a Big. Fucking. Hole. There's gonna be lettuce hanging from the swing tree. Pole beans strowed all around the yard. Tomatoes everywhere and unthinkable acts committed with the squash and cucumbers, the chickens next door will never be the same.
Yeah. That's probably it.
After a nice dinner of chicken in curry sauce, rice and sauteed broccolli, we sat around and loaded a shitload of 5.56 into stripper clips.
Yup, Hope and Change.
The Intel Hub
April 4, 2012
The Department of Homeland Security has made news in the past few weeks with the revelations that they have purchased up to 650 million rounds of .40 caliber hollow point ammunition.
Now, despite ignoring requests as to why they need that much ammo, they have moved forward and purchased an unknown amount of bullet resistant booths to possibly be stationed at unannounced checkpoints throughout the country.
A press release from the company that supplied the booths bragged about the sale:
Press release date: April 4, 2012
Department of Homeland Security
Project Description:
Shelters Direct provided the Department of Homeland Security with this 4×13 Steel UL 752 Level 3 Bullet Resistant Booth.
This guard building features a standing seam hip roof, a thru-wall HVAC unit, (2) UL 752 BR Level 3 sliding doors, UL 752 Bullet Resistant Level 3 glass and a Low E coating.
These booths seem designed to be used at checkpoints throughout the country as DHS and other government agencies continue their full scale takeover of America.
As we have heavily reported in the last few weeks, numerous government agencies have went on an ammo buying spree, with the total amount reaching well over 700 million rounds.
In the last three years numerous domestic US government agencies have ordered a total of over 750 million rounds of .40 caliber ammunition.
That’s right, multiple government agencies that specifically operate primary inside the United States have gone on a literal ammunition spending spree in preparation for what they must believe will be some sort of violent event.
Whether it be 140 million packets of emergency food, detention centers in all 50 states, 750 million rounds of ammo, or numerous bullet resistant checkpoint booths, the Department of Homeland Security is clearly gearing up for something.
- Murray
April 4, 2012
The Department of Homeland Security has made news in the past few weeks with the revelations that they have purchased up to 650 million rounds of .40 caliber hollow point ammunition.
Now, despite ignoring requests as to why they need that much ammo, they have moved forward and purchased an unknown amount of bullet resistant booths to possibly be stationed at unannounced checkpoints throughout the country.
A press release from the company that supplied the booths bragged about the sale:
Press release date: April 4, 2012
Department of Homeland Security
Project Description:
Shelters Direct provided the Department of Homeland Security with this 4×13 Steel UL 752 Level 3 Bullet Resistant Booth.
This guard building features a standing seam hip roof, a thru-wall HVAC unit, (2) UL 752 BR Level 3 sliding doors, UL 752 Bullet Resistant Level 3 glass and a Low E coating.
These booths seem designed to be used at checkpoints throughout the country as DHS and other government agencies continue their full scale takeover of America.
As we have heavily reported in the last few weeks, numerous government agencies have went on an ammo buying spree, with the total amount reaching well over 700 million rounds.
In the last three years numerous domestic US government agencies have ordered a total of over 750 million rounds of .40 caliber ammunition.
That’s right, multiple government agencies that specifically operate primary inside the United States have gone on a literal ammunition spending spree in preparation for what they must believe will be some sort of violent event.
Whether it be 140 million packets of emergency food, detention centers in all 50 states, 750 million rounds of ammo, or numerous bullet resistant checkpoint booths, the Department of Homeland Security is clearly gearing up for something.
- Murray
Thursday, April 05, 2012
Oswald Bastable's New Zealand pig
And cooked over a fire of wood from a rare and rapidly disappearing tree, he adds.
*****
Fucking A, man. Hippies suck.
Coming soon to a government near you!
WHILE many believed it to be an April Fool's Day joke, Vladimir Putin has confirmed Russia has been testing mind-bending psychotronic guns that can effectively turn people into zombies.
The futuristic weapons - which attack their victims' central nervous system - are being developed by scientists and could be used against Russia's enemies and even its own dissidents by the end of the decade.
Mr Putin has described the guns, which use electromagnetic radiation like that found in microwave ovens, as entirely new instruments for achieving political and strategic goals.
Plans to introduce the super-weapons were announced by Russian defence minister Anatoly Serdyukov.
While the technology has been around for some time, MrTsyganok said the guns were recently tested for crowd control purposes.
“When it was used for dispersing a crowd and it was focused on a man, his body temperature went up immediately as if he was thrown into a hot frying pan," Mr Tsyganok said.
"Still, we know very little about this weapon and even special forces guys can hardly cope with it,'' he said.
Research into electromagnetic weapons has been carried out in the US and Russia since the '50s but it appears Putin has stolen a march on the US.
Precise details have not been revealed but previous research has shown that low-frequency waves or beams can affect brain cells, alter psychological states and make it possible to transmit suggestions and commands directly into someone's thoughts.
MORE HERE
The futuristic weapons - which attack their victims' central nervous system - are being developed by scientists and could be used against Russia's enemies and even its own dissidents by the end of the decade.
Mr Putin has described the guns, which use electromagnetic radiation like that found in microwave ovens, as entirely new instruments for achieving political and strategic goals.
Plans to introduce the super-weapons were announced by Russian defence minister Anatoly Serdyukov.
While the technology has been around for some time, MrTsyganok said the guns were recently tested for crowd control purposes.
“When it was used for dispersing a crowd and it was focused on a man, his body temperature went up immediately as if he was thrown into a hot frying pan," Mr Tsyganok said.
Research into electromagnetic weapons has been carried out in the US and Russia since the '50s but it appears Putin has stolen a march on the US.
Precise details have not been revealed but previous research has shown that low-frequency waves or beams can affect brain cells, alter psychological states and make it possible to transmit suggestions and commands directly into someone's thoughts.
MORE HERE
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
Great. I pissed somebody else off.
Back in January I did a post called The Big Bad Wolf where I showed some monstrous fucking wolves that were legally taken in either Idaho or Canada depending on who you're talking to.
Since then my hate mail has increased an impressive amount, thank you very much, especially after the 28th of February.
No big deal. I got other shit to worry about.
Then tonight I went to my blogger stats page and pulled this page up:
You can go HERE and read the last few comments for a short version of what I've been catching.
I gotta admit, this one caught me by surprise. Of all the different individuals and groups I fuck with (I even make fun of retards, for gods' sake) I never even considered PETA or Love The Wolf or whatever little splinter group is making me their target of the moment.
Yeah, so if anybody's got any pictures of dead animals they took and would like to see posted, send 'em on in. A little background info like where it was taken, weight, all the usual bragging shit would be appreciated.
Since then my hate mail has increased an impressive amount, thank you very much, especially after the 28th of February.
No big deal. I got other shit to worry about.
Then tonight I went to my blogger stats page and pulled this page up:
Click to enlarge or get off your lazy ass and get your glasses
Those are my monthly stats to date from March 6 to April 4.
No shit, there's 851 page views for The Big Bad Wolf, coming in behind 3 Camel Toes and a Tittie shot (big surprise there) and ol' T-Rocks' Facebook Photo.
Fucking Animal Rights assholes and PETAphiles are abusing my post, man.
You can go HERE and read the last few comments for a short version of what I've been catching.
I gotta admit, this one caught me by surprise. Of all the different individuals and groups I fuck with (I even make fun of retards, for gods' sake) I never even considered PETA or Love The Wolf or whatever little splinter group is making me their target of the moment.
Yeah, so if anybody's got any pictures of dead animals they took and would like to see posted, send 'em on in. A little background info like where it was taken, weight, all the usual bragging shit would be appreciated.
Keep on "winning" - I need the entertainment.
“We won! We won! They pepper-sprayed us!”: Proof that the purpose of protests is to provoke a police response
Doesn’t matter what the protest is about. Doesn’t matter who is protesting or what they’re protesting against. All that matters, in modern political activism, is that you provoke a reaction from the police, which you can then spin as an over-reaction, and claim moral victory.The goal of protests now is to achieve victimhood. Thus, when police arrest, tear-gas, beat, or otherwise try to control an unruly mob, the protesters are ecstatically happy, because that’s why they were protesting in the first place.
But of course you can’t admit this publicly; part of the script is to act injured or sad or angry when the police respond to your provocations. That’s an essential component of your victimhood posturing.
Unfortunately, yesterday a protester at Santa Monica College let the mask slip during a mini-riot at a trustees’ meeting. Over a hundred screaming demonstrators were trying to force their way into the already over-capacity meeting room, and the overwhelmed cops assigned to guard the door felt the only way to drive the rioters back was to pepper-spray them. As soon as this happened, one of the rioters yelled in glee,
“We won! We won! They pepper-sprayed us!”Here’s the video, with the triumphant statement at 1:09:
Wait — you won? How does getting pepper-sprayed constitute victory? I thought the goal of your protest was to force the trustees to give you a “free education,” as the protesters were chanting? That didn’t happen (tuition fees were not eliminated by the college’s trustees), so wouldn’t that mean that you lost?
Well, the statement wouldn’t make any sense unless the purpose of the protest was in fact to get pepper-sprayed. Which it was.
As is the case in most of these incidents, once you actually see the circumstances, your sympathy almost always switches over to the police, who in this case were totally outnumbered by a violent and unruly mob attempting to bum-rush and overwhelm a legal meeting.
We have seen this countless times in recent years, as protesters of every sort from coast to coast go to extreme lengths to provoke the police into (over)reactions, because declaring victimhood is the only way to garner sympathy for your otherwise obscure cause. The Occupy movement, for example, strives to achieve victimhood at every possible opportunity, as does basically every other group that follows Alinsky rules.
What makes this doubly absurd is that pepper-spray was designed specifically as a non-lethal, non-injurious crowd dispersal technique about which there would be no basis to complain, since it now substitutes for harsher methods that were previously used for centuries — such as savage beating, live ammunition, police dogs, etc. But now even the mildest, shortest-lasting crowd-control techniques are portrayed by the media as unbearable torture. (And I’ve been pepper-sprayed several times in my life, including most recently during riots at the 2008 Democratic convention, and can say from personal experience that 1. It stings and hurts, 2. It makes you cry and run away, and 3. Then it wears off fairly quickly and you’re back to normal, uninjured.)
The more that the general public becomes aware of the purpose of aggressive protesting, the less that the victimhood posturing game will have any effect on public opinion. Spread the word.
PJ MEDIA
How hunting turned me into an OWSer
A conversation with another blogger who shall remain nameless this morning about his poor gardening skills got me to thinking about my own shortcomings concerning my own skillset when it comes to meat hunting.
Now I do hunt coyotes and I'm fairly good at it, but there's a big difference between hunting a predator and hunting meat. Hunting deer for the most part is a waiting game and requires lots and lots of patience. When I coyote hunt, I spent 30 minutes tops on each stand before packing it in and moving 3-4 miles to a fresh stand. Not a lot of boredom there.
I hunted deer (because that's what men do) for 25 years without actually killing one. I'd miss the shot, have an unloaded rifle, break a twig, something, SOMETHING would happen every time causing me to not get a deer that season.
I was a disgrace to the Lane Clan. Relatives would bring me some of their meat to share, feeling sorry for me. Pretty soon I got used to it and realized that I was eating better than I was if I was doing the actual hunting, skinning and processing and not only that but I was getting a much greater variety of wild game. I was getting waterfowl, upland birds, pig, venison, buffalo and lots of other exotic shit too. Hell, even if I wanted to I didn't have time or money to hunt all those other things. It was much easier to let all my relations (who I don't care for anyways) go out and spend their time and money freezing or sweating their asses off while I kicked back in my Camouflaged Bass Pro Easy Chair.
Besides, it made them feel better about themselves as well as feeling better than me to bring me meat. It gave them a chance to re-live the experience of freezing half to death and the incredible 53 yard shot that they managed to take despite overwhelming odds in order to bring me my free food that they were obligated to bring to me because they had so much that it would go bad otherwise.
Damn, with all that free food I was pretty much able to eliminate meat from my budget allowing me to spend more on myself - ammo, hunting gear, books, you know - stuff that I deserved because that's who I am. I gotta be me, ya hear what I'm sayin'?
I don't know what I'm going to do when all those idiots realize that they're being taken advantage of. Maybe camp out on their front lawns demanding my meat, maybe shit on their cars. Protests, picketing, something. I can't be expected to fend for myself, I got my own shit to do.
Now I do hunt coyotes and I'm fairly good at it, but there's a big difference between hunting a predator and hunting meat. Hunting deer for the most part is a waiting game and requires lots and lots of patience. When I coyote hunt, I spent 30 minutes tops on each stand before packing it in and moving 3-4 miles to a fresh stand. Not a lot of boredom there.
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I hunted deer (because that's what men do) for 25 years without actually killing one. I'd miss the shot, have an unloaded rifle, break a twig, something, SOMETHING would happen every time causing me to not get a deer that season.
I was a disgrace to the Lane Clan. Relatives would bring me some of their meat to share, feeling sorry for me. Pretty soon I got used to it and realized that I was eating better than I was if I was doing the actual hunting, skinning and processing and not only that but I was getting a much greater variety of wild game. I was getting waterfowl, upland birds, pig, venison, buffalo and lots of other exotic shit too. Hell, even if I wanted to I didn't have time or money to hunt all those other things. It was much easier to let all my relations (who I don't care for anyways) go out and spend their time and money freezing or sweating their asses off while I kicked back in my Camouflaged Bass Pro Easy Chair.
Besides, it made them feel better about themselves as well as feeling better than me to bring me meat. It gave them a chance to re-live the experience of freezing half to death and the incredible 53 yard shot that they managed to take despite overwhelming odds in order to bring me my free food that they were obligated to bring to me because they had so much that it would go bad otherwise.
Damn, with all that free food I was pretty much able to eliminate meat from my budget allowing me to spend more on myself - ammo, hunting gear, books, you know - stuff that I deserved because that's who I am. I gotta be me, ya hear what I'm sayin'?
I don't know what I'm going to do when all those idiots realize that they're being taken advantage of. Maybe camp out on their front lawns demanding my meat, maybe shit on their cars. Protests, picketing, something. I can't be expected to fend for myself, I got my own shit to do.
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Oh, fuck you too.
“Every time I travel around the country, somebody is going around saying, we’re praying for you,” he said. “It especially means a lot to us when we hear from folks who we know probably didn’t vote for me and yet, expressing extraordinary sincerity about their prayers.”
- Obama
www.weaselzippers.us
And every day I pray that a drunken illegal alien that is getting a blow job from Cindy Sheehan is driving a car that crashes through your motorcade, hits your limo and you're refused treatment because the admin at the private hospital that you're taken to doesn't treat folks that can't prove their citizenship.
But that's just my private prayers.....
- Obama
www.weaselzippers.us
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And every day I pray that a drunken illegal alien that is getting a blow job from Cindy Sheehan is driving a car that crashes through your motorcade, hits your limo and you're refused treatment because the admin at the private hospital that you're taken to doesn't treat folks that can't prove their citizenship.
But that's just my private prayers.....
Paybacks
(Reuters) - The Obama administration on Tuesday said it was preparing to sue Arizona county sheriff Joe Arpaio and his department for violating civil rights laws by improperly targeting Latinos in a bid to crack down on illegal immigrants.
The sheriff's high-profile crackdown on illegal immigrants has helped thrust the issue onto the national political stage with some states passing tough new laws aimed at pushing out those in the country illegally.
The administration's Justice Department and the Maricopa County Sheriff's Office have been in settlement talks for months over allegations that officers regularly made unlawful stops and arrests of Latinos, used excessive force against them and failed to adequately protect the Hispanic community.
SOURCE
Of course everybody knows that we don't have a problem with hispanic illegals, it's those crafty blue eyed and blonde headed Swedes that are sneaking in through Canada that are giving us fits.
Stupid, stupid Sheriff Joe.....
The sheriff's high-profile crackdown on illegal immigrants has helped thrust the issue onto the national political stage with some states passing tough new laws aimed at pushing out those in the country illegally.
The administration's Justice Department and the Maricopa County Sheriff's Office have been in settlement talks for months over allegations that officers regularly made unlawful stops and arrests of Latinos, used excessive force against them and failed to adequately protect the Hispanic community.
SOURCE
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Of course everybody knows that we don't have a problem with hispanic illegals, it's those crafty blue eyed and blonde headed Swedes that are sneaking in through Canada that are giving us fits.
Stupid, stupid Sheriff Joe.....
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
Hey Primo, come on up, man.
DHS granting 'Unlawful Presence Waivers'.
No shit. Really. I am not kidding.
In its quest to implement stealth amnesty, the Obama Administration is working behind the scenes to halt the deportation of certain illegal immigrants by granting them “unlawful presence waivers.”
The new measure would apply to illegal aliens who are relatives of American citizens. Here is how it would work, according to a Department of Homeland Security (DHS) announcement posted in today’s Federal Register, the daily journal of the U.S. government; the agency will grant “unlawful presence waivers” to illegal aliens who can prove they have a relative that’s a U.S. citizen.
Currently such aliens must return to their native country and request a waiver of inadmissibility in an existing overseas immigrant visa process. In other words, they must enter the U.S. legally as thousands of foreigners do on a yearly basis. Besides the obvious security issues, changing this would be like rewarding bad behavior in a child. It doesn’t make sense.
But the system often causes U.S. citizens to be separated for extended periods from their immediate relatives,” according to the DHS. The proposed changes, first announced in January, will significantly reduce the length of time U.S. citizens are separated from their loved ones while required to remain outside the United States during the current visa processing system.
The administration also claims that relaxing the rule will also “create efficiencies for both the U.S. government and most applicants.” How exactly is not listed in the Federal Register announcement, which gives the public 60 days to comment. That’s only a formality since the DHS has indicated that the change is pretty much a done deal.
This appears to be part of the Obama Administration’s bigger plan to blow off Congress by using its executive powers to grant illegal immigrants backdoor amnesty. The plan has been in the works for years and in 2010 Texas’s largest newspaper published an exposé about a then-secret DHS initiative that systematically cancelled pending deportations. The remarkable program stunned the legal profession and baffled immigration attorneys who said the government bounced their clients’ deportation even when expulsion was virtually guaranteed.
In late 2011 a mainstream newspaper obtained internal Homeland Security documents outlining “sweeping changes” in immigration enforcement that halt the deportation of illegal aliens with no criminal records. This also includes a nationwide “training program” to assure that enforcement agents and prosecuting attorneys don’t remove illegal immigrants who haven’t been convicted of crimes.
Judicial Watch has been a front runner in investigating the Obama Administration’s stealth amnesty program by pursuing DHS records concerning “deferred action” or “parole” to suspend removal proceedings against a particular group of individuals. Last spring JW sued DHS to obtain information because the agency ignored a federal public records request that dates back to July 2010.
Thanks to Murray for the tip and link.
Monday, April 02, 2012
Under the gun
FARMINGTON, N.M. (AP) — A contest that involved killing more than a dozen coyotes in Farmington is drawing ire from a state wildlife protection group for its “bloodthirstiness.”
The Farmington chapter of Sportsmen for Fish and Wildlife held a so-called coyote-calling contest last weekend, attracting 22 hunters who killed 16 coyotes in two days. It was the seventh year for the event.
Hunters use specialized reeds to mimic the sounds of a dying animal, such as a rabbit, to attract the coyotes to kill them.
The Farmington Daily-Times reports (http://bit.ly/H4JXop ) that such events aren't too common in New Mexico, but Sportsmen member Frances Espinoza said hunting predators is a fast-growing hobby across the country.
Proponents of the practice say that coyotes damage deer herds and kill livestock and sometimes people's pets, while critics say it amounts to animal cruelty.
“While these events aren't illegal, they are astonishingly egregious for their bloodthirstiness,” said Phil Carter, wildlife campaign manager for Animal Protection of New Mexico.
He said anyone who supports the “repulsive killings contests” is displaying a callous disregard for wildlife.
Espinoza, a game commissioner from Farmington and a former executive director and Sportsmen's former director, said hunting coyotes is a method of managing the predators' population.
“You have fishing contests. Is that cruel?” he said. “It is a method of management and recreation just like any other hunting activity.”
Darwin Gunnick, a Sportsmen member, said the hunts are necessary.
“We need to control coyotes if we want to keep the other animals,” he said. “And hunters are the only ones that will do it.”
John Hansen, a wildlife biologist for the Bureau of Land Management's Farmington office, said coyotes live all over San Juan County, including in Farmington city limits by the rivers or in open fields of sagebrush and pinon and juniper trees.
They eat small animals like rabbits and mice, but also animals as large as sheep, baby deer and cattle, and people's pets.
Hansen said that while the BLM focuses on habitat preservation to help sustain local wildlife, there is evidence that shows killing coyotes can prove beneficial to deer and livestock populations.
“Coyotes are in Farmington, they're at the river bottoms and they kill a lot of cats and small dogs,” Gunnick said. “A lot of people have problems with them.”
Predator Xtreme
Back in November 2010 Stevie Foodstamps sent me a link about a coyote derby in Grady NM that was being held to raise funds for the local High Schools' girl's sports program. This had been going on for quite a while but when a new resident from Des Moines Iowa moved in (to enjoy rural life, no doubt) he was outraged and went squalling to the media about it.
He raised so much shit about it that the PETAphiles got involved - luckily a Texas resident that had attended Grady High took over the sponsorship of the contest to relieve the pressure off the school. You can find my original posts and snide opinions HERE and HERE and HERE.
I'm pretty sure the whiner moved.
Fucking people that move out to the country need to realize that shit goes on in the country that they didn't even think about. It's not all about meadows in the springtime, peaceful and quiet with Bambi and Thumper frolicking in the meadow.
There's 24 hour farming with the noise and the smells - they do tractor work at night around here. You try sitting in the cab of a tractor or combine when it's 110 degrees out. Even with the AC it's like sitting in a greenhouse.
Then there's the god-awful stink of dairies, hog farms and poultry ranches and everything that goes with them and we won't even mention the swarms of flies carrying all that nasty manure on their little footses.
And what about the tallow plants that are needed to dispose of the hundreds of dead cattle every day? You ever smell a tallow plant when it's running full bore in the dead of summer? Think paper mills here and multiply that by 10 with an added gag factor thrown in for good measure.
And yes, animals are killed in rural areas. Animals are slaughtered both for personal use and business. Fact of life.
And from August all the way through spring, something is in season be it dove, pheasant, turkey, duck, goose, deer, bear or whatever - you're going to hear gunfire continuously and if you're lucky enough to live in the west, coyote season is usually open all year round!
Shit dies. Get used to it.
It got so bad around here that a few years ago most of the counties here in the San Joaquin Valley had to pass resolutions declaring them "Right To Farm" counties. Motherfuckers were moving into the valley from San Fransicko to escape their high housing prices and subdivisions were spring up everywhere, some of them right next door to dairies and working farms. They must've bought their houses when the wind was right or something because right after they moved in they'd start complaining about noise and smells and their disturbed sleep and shit and then bring suit against the farmers, some of them that had been operating for 50-100 years.
The Farmington chapter of Sportsmen for Fish and Wildlife held a so-called coyote-calling contest last weekend, attracting 22 hunters who killed 16 coyotes in two days. It was the seventh year for the event.
Hunters use specialized reeds to mimic the sounds of a dying animal, such as a rabbit, to attract the coyotes to kill them.
The Farmington Daily-Times reports (http://bit.ly/H4JXop ) that such events aren't too common in New Mexico, but Sportsmen member Frances Espinoza said hunting predators is a fast-growing hobby across the country.
Proponents of the practice say that coyotes damage deer herds and kill livestock and sometimes people's pets, while critics say it amounts to animal cruelty.
“While these events aren't illegal, they are astonishingly egregious for their bloodthirstiness,” said Phil Carter, wildlife campaign manager for Animal Protection of New Mexico.
He said anyone who supports the “repulsive killings contests” is displaying a callous disregard for wildlife.
Espinoza, a game commissioner from Farmington and a former executive director and Sportsmen's former director, said hunting coyotes is a method of managing the predators' population.
“You have fishing contests. Is that cruel?” he said. “It is a method of management and recreation just like any other hunting activity.”
Darwin Gunnick, a Sportsmen member, said the hunts are necessary.
“We need to control coyotes if we want to keep the other animals,” he said. “And hunters are the only ones that will do it.”
John Hansen, a wildlife biologist for the Bureau of Land Management's Farmington office, said coyotes live all over San Juan County, including in Farmington city limits by the rivers or in open fields of sagebrush and pinon and juniper trees.
They eat small animals like rabbits and mice, but also animals as large as sheep, baby deer and cattle, and people's pets.
Hansen said that while the BLM focuses on habitat preservation to help sustain local wildlife, there is evidence that shows killing coyotes can prove beneficial to deer and livestock populations.
“Coyotes are in Farmington, they're at the river bottoms and they kill a lot of cats and small dogs,” Gunnick said. “A lot of people have problems with them.”
Predator Xtreme
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Back in November 2010 Stevie Foodstamps sent me a link about a coyote derby in Grady NM that was being held to raise funds for the local High Schools' girl's sports program. This had been going on for quite a while but when a new resident from Des Moines Iowa moved in (to enjoy rural life, no doubt) he was outraged and went squalling to the media about it.
He raised so much shit about it that the PETAphiles got involved - luckily a Texas resident that had attended Grady High took over the sponsorship of the contest to relieve the pressure off the school. You can find my original posts and snide opinions HERE and HERE and HERE.
I'm pretty sure the whiner moved.
Fucking people that move out to the country need to realize that shit goes on in the country that they didn't even think about. It's not all about meadows in the springtime, peaceful and quiet with Bambi and Thumper frolicking in the meadow.
There's 24 hour farming with the noise and the smells - they do tractor work at night around here. You try sitting in the cab of a tractor or combine when it's 110 degrees out. Even with the AC it's like sitting in a greenhouse.
Then there's the god-awful stink of dairies, hog farms and poultry ranches and everything that goes with them and we won't even mention the swarms of flies carrying all that nasty manure on their little footses.
And what about the tallow plants that are needed to dispose of the hundreds of dead cattle every day? You ever smell a tallow plant when it's running full bore in the dead of summer? Think paper mills here and multiply that by 10 with an added gag factor thrown in for good measure.
And yes, animals are killed in rural areas. Animals are slaughtered both for personal use and business. Fact of life.
And from August all the way through spring, something is in season be it dove, pheasant, turkey, duck, goose, deer, bear or whatever - you're going to hear gunfire continuously and if you're lucky enough to live in the west, coyote season is usually open all year round!
Shit dies. Get used to it.
It got so bad around here that a few years ago most of the counties here in the San Joaquin Valley had to pass resolutions declaring them "Right To Farm" counties. Motherfuckers were moving into the valley from San Fransicko to escape their high housing prices and subdivisions were spring up everywhere, some of them right next door to dairies and working farms. They must've bought their houses when the wind was right or something because right after they moved in they'd start complaining about noise and smells and their disturbed sleep and shit and then bring suit against the farmers, some of them that had been operating for 50-100 years.
Using kids as campaign tools. Real Classy.
Until a couple of months ago Mooch-elle wouldn't be caught dead with a white child. As soon as the campaign gets serious, them pinkies are in every picture with her.
Fuck, now she's even trying to talk the kiddies into asking their mommies and daddies to vote for that communist piece of garbage.
The first lady tried to enlist “Families for Obama” at an event with tickets starting at $500 a pop at the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park on Friday.
The pool reporter estimated that there were a couple dozen kids in the audience of about 350, and Michelle Obama spent much of her speech talking to them.
“I mean, I can’t tell you in the last election how many grandparents I ran into who said, I wasn’t going to vote for Barack Obama until my grandson talked to me, until my great-grandson talked to me, and talked about the future he wanted for this country,” she said.
“You can get out there with your parents. You guys can knock on doors. I had one young lady who brought me a petition — she’s already working. You can convince wrong people. Sometimes we don’t listen to ourselves, but we will listen to our children.”
- www.weaselzippers.us
Fuck, now she's even trying to talk the kiddies into asking their mommies and daddies to vote for that communist piece of garbage.
The pool reporter estimated that there were a couple dozen kids in the audience of about 350, and Michelle Obama spent much of her speech talking to them.
“I mean, I can’t tell you in the last election how many grandparents I ran into who said, I wasn’t going to vote for Barack Obama until my grandson talked to me, until my great-grandson talked to me, and talked about the future he wanted for this country,” she said.
“You can get out there with your parents. You guys can knock on doors. I had one young lady who brought me a petition — she’s already working. You can convince wrong people. Sometimes we don’t listen to ourselves, but we will listen to our children.”
- www.weaselzippers.us
Butt-ugly house.....
..... But you can shoot a coyote anywhere on the property from any room in the house, plus there's convenient overhangs for your skinning gambrels with room there for some beams and tables for fleshing the hides out. Then there's that nice empty wall that you can tack the hides to.
Yeah, I can work with that.
Somebody somewhere will get a nut over this
Nice looking babes but worth rubbing one out over? Nah.......
Well, maybe the one in green.
Sunday, April 01, 2012
Cell phones & the police
WASHINGTON — Law enforcement tracking of cellphones, once the province mainly of federal agents, has become a powerful and widely used surveillance tool for local police officials, with hundreds of departments, large and small, often using it aggressively with little or no court oversight, documents show.
The practice has become big business for cellphone companies, too, with a handful of carriers marketing a catalog of “surveillance fees” to police departments to determine a suspect’s location, trace phone calls and texts or provide other services. Some departments log dozens of traces a month for both emergencies and routine investigations.
UDATE: As always with an "instructional" like this, read the comments. Sometimes readers come up with ideas that I overlook or don't know about. For instance Kerodin mentioned synching your bluetooth to both phones accidentally. I don't own a bluetooth, refuse to own one and don't know shit about them.
The practice has become big business for cellphone companies, too, with a handful of carriers marketing a catalog of “surveillance fees” to police departments to determine a suspect’s location, trace phone calls and texts or provide other services. Some departments log dozens of traces a month for both emergencies and routine investigations.
With cellphones ubiquitous, the police call phone tracing a valuable weapon in emergencies like child abductions and suicide calls and investigations in drug cases and murders. One police training manual describes cellphones as “the virtual biographer of our daily activities,” providing a hunting ground for learning contacts and travels.
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And this is the reason why you need a throw-away cell for your truck if you don't want Big Sis up in your fucking business tracking your day-to-day travels.
Go down to your local Radio Shack (wearing your ball cap and sunglasses of course) and check out their pre-pay phone and plans. Seeing as you're only going to be using this phone for calls and text (use your smartphone for accessing the internet and shit like that), keep it simple and cheap. You can find a phone ranging anywhere from 97 cents to $299 but what the fuck, we're not talking status symbols here, we're talking about simple comms. Besides, all the expensive phones allow you to access the internet and email and as soon as you sign into anything that's connected to you, the phone number that you accessed if from is now officially yours in the eyes of the law. Buy a phone with talk and text only for 10 bucks.
When making your decision, check the brochures and find out which systems has the best network coverage for your area. AT&T has pretty good coverage for the entire nation as does Sprint and Verizon. Virgin and Boost Mobile, not so good but their rates are cheaper.
Check the brochures for rates, minutes and expiration dates. You can buy minutes for small amounts like $5 to $20, but those minutes will expire after 30 days. At about 25 bucks and above, you get 250 minutes and they don't expire for 90 days. Some plans offer minutes that don't expire for a year for $100. A good choice for somebody such as myself (I use less than 100 minutes a month on my contract phone) would be the $25 plan.
I should say now that if your minutes run out, you're not obligated to run right out and buy minutes to keep the number active. You can throw that motherfucker in a drawer for months and you'll still have the same number when you add minutes again.
I should say now that if your minutes run out, you're not obligated to run right out and buy minutes to keep the number active. You can throw that motherfucker in a drawer for months and you'll still have the same number when you add minutes again.
Also consider how easy it is to refill or add minutes to your phone. At the Radio Shack, you can buy the minutes WITH CASH and the clerk can add them for you or you can buy them at a different location every time and add them yourself for security purposes.
Pick your phone and minute plan, inform the salesdude of your choice and head to the counter feeling all sneaky and covert and shit. When you get rang up, the clerk will activate it for you. He'll ask your name and phone number. Give him a fake name and for the phone number, be a smartass and tell him that you don't have a phone, that's why you're buying that one and then look at him like he's fucking stupid or something. Or make up a number.
Pay attention to this part: When it comes time to pay - and if you paid any attention at all to what I just told you it'll be less than a pair of twenties - PAY CASH. Remember, you're trying to keep Big Sis off your ass and out of your business. PAY FUCKING CASH. Never use you credit or debit card on anything to do with this phone. Ever. Always PAY CASH.
Okay. after you've PAID CASH, you'll find your phone number on the receipt. The first thing you're gonna want to do is call it from your contract phone to make sure it works. Do not do that. I will repeat: Do. Not. Do. That. Do not connect your new Secret Squirrel phone to yourself in any way.
So now you've got a phone that you can use while you're out and about while Big Sis thinks you're sitting on your ass at home watching Predator Quest.
Nothing here is illegal, risky or unusual. You see poor folks and homeless people with cell phones? That's how they got 'em.
Thugs and dope dealers have been doing this for years and years for conducting business on phones that can't be traced back to them. Remember years ago when you only had your connections' pager number and he'd call you back from a phone booth and then suddenly he gives you his phone number so you can call him direct? It wasn't because he developed a new level of trust for you, that's when he got a throwaway cell phone.
If you decide to use your phone for taking care of business, you can take the extra step of just buying a new phone and tossing your old one out when your minutes run out or expire instead of buying more. You'll get a new number and you'll have to pass that on to your contacts but if it's for something slightly illegal or underhanded (not that I would condone such a thing) you shouldn't have more than a couple of contacts anyway. Besides, they'll be doing the same thing to keep shit secure.
So there's your lesson for the day.
Remember, no form of communication is completely secure but nobody says you gotta make it easy on the bastards. Make 'em work for it, man.
UDATE: As always with an "instructional" like this, read the comments. Sometimes readers come up with ideas that I overlook or don't know about. For instance Kerodin mentioned synching your bluetooth to both phones accidentally. I don't own a bluetooth, refuse to own one and don't know shit about them.
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