Saturday, January 12, 2013
Scary Chicken Bunny
When my Beautiful Inconvenience arrived to live in our home, so did all manner of child related material. Toys, diaper pails, safety plugs for outlets, a crib, specialized foods, etcetera, etcetera. One item which also made it into our house, rather than going into storage, is pictured above and it is named in the title to this post. Scary Chicken Bunny.
Scary Chicken Bunny was a gift to my granddaughter, Finlay, from her other grandparents who reside down Kentucky way. Scary Chicken Bunny is a battery powered noisemaker, which, when you pinch its left armpit, as if you’re probing for an inflamed lymph node, begins to play an old annoying circus tune. You can hear it almost halfway down the street. If this was all that Scary Chicken Bunny was able to do, I doubt very much it would have acquired the name Scary Chicken Bunny in our household. But Scary Chicken Bunny not only plays an old annoying circus tune, it waddles around, flaps its stunted wings, crows like a rooster on steroids, while its purple hat and bunny ears rise up and down, and its cheeks also flash. While I find Scary Chicken Bunny annoyingly amusing, Finlay finds it appalling, and thus Scary Chicken Bunny has been assigned the role of sentinel of the stairs.
You see, Finlay is quite mobile, now, actually close to walking with purpose, being just a few weeks shy of her 1st birthday, and because she is very able to crawl her way up the stairs, we needed to do something to prevent her from ascending them, because as soon as she realized her capability to crawl her way up the stairs, she developed quite a fondness for doing so. When I mentioned to the Lovely Melis and Finlay’s mom, Buster, that we’d either need to put a gate up, or break Finlay of her fondness for heading up the stairs with more disciplinary firmness, Buster thought for a minute or two and produced Scary Chicken Bunny instead.
Because Finlay is so appalled by Scary Chicken Bunny, it now silently stands as sentinel on the second stair of the steps leading upstairs, and Finlay gives Scary Chicken Bunny, and the stairs, wide birth, eyeing Scary Chicken Bunny suspiciously whenever she passes by, even in its silence. If we note Finlay considering getting friendly with Scary Chicken Bunny, as he stands sentinel on the stairs, we simply pinch that left armpit lymph node and fire Scary Chicken Bunny’s various animations up, and refresh Fin’s sense of being appalled.
Scary Chicken Bunny makes for a fine sentinel of the stairs. At least for now.
2nd Amendment Resource
There is a more principled reason for the right to keep and bear arms than the 2nd Amendment, never-the-less, the Report of the Subcommitte On The Constitution of the Committee On The Judiciary United States Senate Ninety-Seventh Congress Second Session - THE RIGHT TO KEEP AND BEAR ARMS (pdf of 27 pgs.) is a good resource. From the preface.
“To preserve liberty, it is essential that the whole body of the people always possess arms, and be taught alike, especially when young, how to use them.” (Richard Henry Lee, Virginia delegate to the Continental Congress, initiator of the
Declaration of Independence, and member of the first Senate, which passed the Bill of Rights.)
“The great object is that every man be armed . . . Everyone who is able may have a gun.” (Patrick Henry, in the Virginia Convention on the ratification of the Constitution.)
“The advantage of being armed . . . the Americans possess over the people of all other nations . . . Notwithstanding the military establishments in the several Kingdoms of Europe, which are carried as far as the public resources will bear, the governments are afraid to trust the people with arms.” (James Madison, author of the Bill of Rights, in his Federalist Paper No. 26.)
Linked via Curmudgeonly & Skeptical.
Still Think It’s A Gun Control Problem?
Police say four young adults — one the son of a Joliet police sergeant — lured two friends to a house robbing them and strangling them to death.
After the murders, the suspects “continued the party atmosphere” even after attempting to dismember the bodies until being surprised when police arrived, Joliet police Chief Mike Trafton said…
Autopsies performed Friday by the Will County Coroner’s office determined someone used their hands to strangle both victims…
Shine, Republic - A poem by Robinson Jeffers
The quality of these trees, green height; of the sky, shining; of water, a clear flow; of the rock, hardness
And reticence: each is noble in its quality. The love of freedom has been the quality of western man.
There is a stubborn torch that flames from Marathon to Concord, its dangerous beauty binding three ages
Into one time; the waves of barbarism and civilization have eclipsed but have never quenched it.
For the Greeks the love of beauty, for Rome of ruling; for the present age the passionate love of discovery;
But in one noble passion we are one; and Washington, Luther, Tacitus, Eschylus, one kind of man.
And you, America, that passion made you. You were not born to prosperity, you were born to love freedom.
You did not say “en masse,” you said “independence.” But we cannot have all the luxuries and freedom also.
Freedom is poor and laborious; that torch is not safe but hungry, and often requires blood for its fuel.
You will tame it against it burn too clearly, you will hood it like a kept hawk, you will perch it on the wrist of Caesar.
But keep the tradition, conserve the forms, the observances, keep the spot sore. Be great, carve deep your heel-marks.
The states of the next age will no doubt remember you, and edge their love of freedom with contempt of luxury.
Another poem I also enjoyed by Jeffers, whom I was unfamiliar with until today, Hurt Hawks.
With thanks to Jacob ex Machina.
Wrong is wrong even if everybody is doing it, and right is right even if nobody is doing it.
St. Augustine (354-430)
Via Otto Odecker