I can’t believe it, but another year is almost gone. There are two days left, but only one and half for me, since I slept till almost noon after staying up quite late watching two bad movies in a row.

A few years back here in Northern Virginia there were a couple of guys posing as policeman who would stop cars with women driving alone, and then assault them. This went on for quite some time until the real police finally nabbed them, and the county put them behind bars.

Now some guy over the river and through the woods, (Maryland), is pulling this same old act. This mook isn’t half as smart as his Virginia counterparts, and so could be a lot more dangerous.

This guy actually hand stenciled “Police” onto a shirt and ball cap. He had a gold badge hanging from his neck, along with a starter gun, handcuffs, and a baton. The real police stopped when they saw two cars on the shoulder of a local route, and neither was a police vehicle.

They arrested the phony cop, who told them the woman involved cut him off in traffic, and he wanted to teach her a lesson.

I’d be willing to bet that his lesson wouldn’t have involved any court approved behavior.

Staying aware and alert means you have to be careful 100% of the time, even when someone identifies themselves as a police officer. And stenciled names on a hat and shirt don’t exactly pass muster.

Keep your car door locked, and only crack your window slightly if you are stopped, just enough to hear the officer. Don’t turn your engine off, and keep the car in “Drive” with your foot on the brake. If the situation is fishy, hit the accelerator pedal and get out of there.

If you’re carrying pepper spray, (like you should be), have it on the seat and ready to go. Form a plan in your head about how you are going to attack if it should come to that.

It’s a sorrry state of affairs when you can’t trust a cop, but impersonating a police officer happens fairly regularly these days.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/mace-pepper-gun.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I’ve been taking it easy for a few days, which account to 55 years, give or take a few days. If I double that I’ll live to be 110, which is two years short of George Francis, who was the oldest man in the United States. He died over the weekend in Sacramento, California.

The official count of his life was 112 years, and 204 days.

His son, Anthony, attributed his father’s longevity to his mental and physical toughness. Can I get an Amen here?

This is a lesson that shouldn’t be lost on parents.

George Francis quit school after the sixth grade, and became a boxer. He needed a way to protect himself, because in his prime he barely weighed over 100 pounds.

He tried to enlist in the Army during World War I but was turned down because he was too small.

George was born in New Orleans in 1896 and so his life spanned three centuries. He voted for Franklin D Roosevelt, and Barack Obama, saying that,”For people who say voting doesn’t matter…I think that’s crazy.”

After Obama won, he said he felt like jumping up and down, even though he was in a wheelchair.

George Francis lost his wife to cancer in 1964. He had four children, 18 grandchildren, 33 great grandchildren, and sixteen great-great grandchildren. He said his children, family, and friends were what kept him alive.

God broke the mold after he made George Francis. The little guy made his own way in the world weighing less than most sixth graders, and lasted 112 years.

Let’s hope our kids can make it across town.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/wildfire.htm

Start the New Year the right way, and get yourself tooled up.

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I’ve spent the past few days working on technical issues here, and as of right now almost 99% of them are solved. Technology is a great thing when it’s working correctly, and a royal pain in the keister when it isn’t.

I received an email from Marty in Missouri, (we called it mizz er i when I was working there), and he’s the proud possessor of many helpful tools, the newest of which is Double Trouble.

Marty has a service business and he usually carries quite a bit of cash with him most of the time. He was coming out of an office building after making a delivery when he was confronted by two very high strung mooks, in what may have been their first attempt at a stick up.

Marty has been in this situation a few times before, which is why he’s a card carrying member of Kahuna’s Kommando’s.

He reached inside his coat pocket, pulled Double Trouble, and gently massaged one of the mooks flanks with it. The mook felt so good his eyes rolled back in his head and he just melted into some torn up pavement in front of the truck.

The other mook wanted to know what was wrong with his friend, getting all hostile and taking a swing at Marty, so Marty gave him a little Christmas cheer so he could feel just like his partner. His mother must not have taught him any manners because he drooled all over his friend when he lost motor control.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/doubletroublestungun.htm

As a Christmas gift to the two rather inept thieves, Marty didn’t call the cops. He just left the two of them on the rockpile dripping fluids on each other. Just before he left the mooks he told them that everybody he knew had a Double Trouble, and they would use it on them if they tried something like this again.

Then he wished them a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, Happy Hanukah, and a Super Kwanzaa. (whatever that is)

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

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