I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. (J.R.R.Tolkien, The Two Towers)

When I carry a gun, I don't do so because I am looking for a fight, but because I'm looking to be left alone. The gun at my side means that I cannot be forced, only persuaded. I don't carry it because I'm afraid, but because it enables me to be unafraid. It doesn't limit the actions of those who would interact with me through reason, only the actions of those who would do so by force.

Marko Kloos "Why the Gun is Civilization"

Wednesday, August 06, 2008


Deep in the heart of the Appalachian Mountains in the sleepy little town of Coeburn, a sinister creature has been making unexpected appearances in the center of town. Several unconfirmed sightings have been reported by reliable witnesses but until the Chief of Police took the above photo on his BlackBerry during the towns 4th of July celebration no one could produce hard evidence of the existence of a creature called Tommy the Creek Monster.

Some reports describe it as long and rat like but about 10 times the size of a normal creek rat. One witness said it had the body about the size of a large dog but with extremely short stubby legs. All of the witnesses who have seen it say that it lives in the weedy creek bed of Little Toms Creek that runs through the center of town.

No one can say for sure what happened to them but several wild ducks that were living in the creek have mysteriously disappeared. Also the large population of stray dogs that ran around town has also disappeared.

Below is an artist's rendition of Tommy based on witness descriptions.


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