Sonntag Synopsis

• I'm afraid it's too late for Reince Priebus and the Party Poo-Bahs to stage an intervention, but I wouldn't mind seeing them try.  After nearly pulling even in several national polls after the HRC health scare, DJT and his big mouth seem determined to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, or at least the jaws of a respectable showing.
• After stepping on his dong awhile back answering a reporter's question about Aleppo, Libertarian candidate Gary Johnson has again whiffed by not being able to name a world leader he admires.  It's a darn shame, as this is a year we could really use a credible third-party candidate.  I'll bet Ron Paul could have answered those questions.  Even before the first blunder, I sensed something was amiss when WRM praised Bill Weld, but stopped short of endorsing Johnson. If Priebus and the GOP can't dump Trump, maybe the Libertarians could jettison Johnson? 
• Some news outlets are reporting that voting machines can be remotely hacked.  Does that include Cook County?  I wonder who the hackers support?  Are dead voters voting (D) or (R)?
• I have not collectively watched ten minutes of NFL football this season, but did happen to see the Morris Claiborne pick today as it occurred.  That was a phenomenal play - the Большой should have such choreography.
• The dude who wrote the Oscar Meyer jingle has died. Lots of famous people are fondly recalling hearing the song in their youth, and I don't disagree.  The Frito Bandito song was also a touchstone of my childhood, but alas it wasn't so favorably eulogized, as it was deemed culturally insensitive. ¡Ay, caramba!...
• I just looked at that headline and realized there's a title to a tune just waiting to be written: The Man Behind the Wiener Song.  I coulda worked in the Brill Building...
• Last outing I paid homage to the Ruger #1 rifle, the most elegant single shot rifles extant.  The other night I spied on the supermarket magazine stand a 200 year retrospective of Remington.  It featured an uncharacteristically beautiful 870 on the cover, but mid-issue there was a nice article about the Rolling Block.  

Surely not your average 870

• The Rolling Block, to my mind, is a great blend of design and engineering.  Unlike the transitional rifles of its day, the Sharps and Trapdoor Springfields, which cobbled percussion sidelock action work to cartridge chamberings, the Remington was something new.  The action was brute strong, yet narrow, and the inline firing mechanism had a quicker lock time than the contemporary side hammer motion translation designs.  George A. Custer owned a Rolling Block.  The John Moses Browning designed Winchester 1885 high- and low wall falling block rifles are equally genius, but, unfortunately I don't own one of those.

Custer had one.  All the cool kids do.  ;-)

A modern Pedersoli repro, with pewter forend cap...yeah baby!

• The discerning eye may note an ever so slight hint of shadbelly in the buttstocks of some reproduction versions, which is not a bad thing.
• Billy Joe Shaver?  I don't even know 'er!

The Wacko from Waco, with some putz.