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Massad Ayoob


Friday, March 20th, 2015

I hate it when this happens, but…I made a mistake.

In the last blog entry, we had a video clip of me at Glock a few weeks ago, discussing the then-as-yet-unveiled Glock 43 pistol.  I remarked that it was not as short in trigger reach as the Baby Bear size Glock 42 .380, nor as long as that of the thicker-gripped 9mm Glock 26, designed more for Papa Bear size (i.e., average adult male) hands.  Being in between, I compared it to Mama Bear’s porridge…just right.

While I think I had the paw hand size issue biologically correct, I blew it on the fable comparison. A brother officer, Sergeant John Parsons, reminded me that in the Goldilocks story, the porridge and stuff that was “just right” was Baby Bear’s, not Mama Bear’s.  So did one of the 33,000-plus people who saw the video on YouTube.

Mea culpa.  You’d think someone old enough for second childhood and still vividly remembering the first would have a better memory for Goldilocks and the Three Bears. I owe an apology, delivered herewith:

            I am sometimes wrong (I hope rarely),

                        But to treat the matter most fairly

                        I confess to a flub

                        (Shoulda been the darn cub)

                        So I admit I was wrong…but bear-ly.

Massad Ayoob


Tuesday, February 24th, 2015

Today marks the tenth anniversary of a mass shooting in which a courageous armed citizen ended the carnage. WilsonTylerTX

Tragically, the bullets from Mark Wilson’s subcompact Colt .45 auto were stopped on the killer’s vest, and he was able to shoot and murder Wilson.  But after that he fled, and he inflicted no further gunshot wounds. In the pursuit that followed, the murderer was shot and killed by Lt. Rusty Jacks of Tyler PD.

I’ve been to Tyler a couple of times since then, once for a grand jury and once for a civil trial arising out of another fatal shooting, both in the courthouse where the atrocity we’re discussing went down. You can still see the pockmarks from the gunman’s bullets on the walls of the building. I’ve debriefed some of the lawmen and lawyers who were in the courthouse when that nightmare took place. I’m proud to have been able to shake the hand of Rusty Jacks.

And I’ve stood in front of the monument in the Tyler town square to a courageous armed citizen who used his pistol to stop a mass murder, and save the lives of God knows how many people in his community.

RIP, Mark Wilson. You were a hero.

Massad Ayoob


Friday, February 20th, 2015

As the news and weather broadcasts were filled with horror stories from the frozen and snow-surfeited North of our country, I was congratulating myself on escaping it all in Dixie.  Right until I found myself in the mid-South, Memphis, where the TV stations were talking about “polar” weather in the South and Memphis was undergoing an ice-storm with roads like skating rinks and one local paper with one word in big all-caps for its front page headline: “FROZEN.”

Share the misery and see if it helps. (Our friend Miggy in Miami is even welcome to share his warm-weather smugness.)

How’s the weather where you are, and what are you doing to cope?

Massad Ayoob


Wednesday, December 31st, 2014

Ah, a fresh new calendar!

This being a guns and shooting blog and all, what plans do you have in that vein for 2015?

What new firearm(s) do you hope to acquire?

Any gun modification projects in the works?

Thinking about trying some shooting sport in which you haven’t yet competed?  Try an Appleseed maybe?

Going afield after some game you haven’t hunted before?

Any particular class you’re thinking of taking?

You’re invited to share your shooting plans here!

Massad Ayoob


Saturday, December 27th, 2014

Christmas week brought sad news: the passing of retired Spokane police chief Terry Mangan, at age 76 after a long illness.

I was privileged to know the man. He was a cop’s cop.  I’ve known many police chiefs who sit behind a mahogany desk wearing a gold-bedecked white uniform shirt, perhaps as a symbol of “I don’t have to go out and get dirty anymore,” and a little vestigial gun as a badge of office, if they wore a gun at all.  Not Terry; every time I met him, he was wearing BDU pants, a polo shirt with the department logo, and on his hip, the same .40 caliber Glock 22 he issued to his officers.

An ordained clergyman in his first career before taking up police work, he was able to separate church and state while maintaining the values of fairness and kindness that had become a part of him before he pinned on the badge.  In his younger days he participated in civil rights marches, and as a chief aggressively recruited minorities and females onto the job – not because it was the politically correct thing to do, but simply because it was the right thing to do. Terry focused on community-oriented policing before it became a buzzword, and worked hard to keep the public positively involved with the police department.

A “gun guy” at heart, Terry could not be seen as such as a public official in one of the most anti-gun cities in America, but he made firearms safety education part and parcel of Spokane’s crime prevention programs.  He made sure that genuine self-defense uses of firearms in his city were treated as such.  Chief of Spokane for many years, his retirement took him to Quantico where he spent the rest of his career teaching and consulting for the FBI.

In a time when there is a desperate cry for police and public to come together and better understand one another, Terry Mangan would have been the ideal person to lead such a national dialogue.  How ironic that we lost him at a time when we needed him the most.

Godspeed, Chief.  It was an honor to have known you.



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