Tag Archives: ammunition

Post Ammunition Entrepreneurial Opportunities

Best for weddings, family reunions, picnics and hanging around ATMs.

Best for weddings, family reunions, picnics and hanging around ATMs.

So long as nobody else can get ammo get’em while they’re hot.

knives billboard

Ask about our brass knuckles, Ninja throw stars and billy clubs of all sizes.

Redesigning the flintlock pistol to take bic lighter flints and burn starter-fluid might be the way to get rich fast.  Something that fires steak knives at 500 feet per second, that sort of thing.

Get some American ingenuity and cottage industry going.  Trying to recall how the hell a man makes salt peter without having to boil chickenshit.  I seem to recall it’s a byproduct of evaporated seawater.  The last thing to come out after the sodium chloride is harvested off.

Open up a little Charcoal, Sulphur and Saltpeter-to-go joint out on the Interstate.  Maybe carry a sideline of water pistols loaded up with seawater from the Japanese coast.  Hell, that stuff will go right through bulletproof vests and cancel out several generations of offspring.

Old Jules

Comprehending Corner-of-the-eye creeping craziness

Hi readers.  There’s something weird going on in the US you probably aren’t aware of unless you happen to be someone who plinks with a .22 rifle or pistol.  Or maybe a firearm of some other caliber.

But it’s been going on two years now, still going on today.  Ammunition manufacturers in China, Mexico, Russia, Czechoslovakia the US and elsewhere are working three shifts turning it out and shipping it t0 retail outlets and online suppliers.  They’re nowhere near satisfying the demand.

WalMart stores, for instance, get a shipment in during the night and before the store’s been open an hour there’s no more .22 ammo and damned little of anything else.

For reasons nobody anywhere can explain US citizens are filling the closets and garages with ammunition, mostly .22 caliber.

This silent, subtle fact is lurking in the periphery of something a lot larger, and I’ve spent a lot of time discussing it with anyone who might have ideas as to why it’s happening.  Everyone has ideas, and everyone admits they’re as mystified as I am what it means.

Old Jules