Saturday, December 23, 2017

Happy birthday to me!

In less than a week, I'll be exactly 20,000 days old. A nice round number, isn't it? My friends and family will congratulate me on my yearly birthday in March, but I consider this "decimal birthday" much more interesting. 

I detest social conventions that make people feel obligated to celebrate, go somewhere or do something prescribed on some arbitrary date, be it a public/religious holiday or their own birthday. I may have fun on that day (just like any other day), but it will depend only on my mood and/or circumstances - not on the number in the calendar. I'm usually inclined to do the opposite of what most other people are doing, not just because I don't want to go with the flow but because it's often more fun.

- Working and/or staying home on public holidays. The holiday atmosphere is there, but the crowds are not, which makes local outings more pleasurable. Work often pays more and is shorter or less demanding, plus the commute is a breeze. 

- Travelling out of season. We used to take vacations a week or two before Christmas. Again, everything is ready for the holidays, but there are no crowds or lineups.

- Partying on a school day. Who says only weekends are for enjoying good company, a nice motorcycle ride or target practice? I don't have to stay up until 2AM to enjoy any of that.

Did I mention I hate crowds? They look like sheep and make me feel like a mindless drone following some meaningless trend. The only purpose of crowded spaces is to show me where (or when) not to go.

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

My 2017 in review

2017 was a very dynamic year for me. Here are the highlights:
  • I took the Canadian Firearms Safety Course, passed all the tests (4), background checks and received my Restricted Possession and Acquisition License.
  • I served on a jury for a murder trial that lasted over two months. Sent one young man to jail for life, acquited the other. Gained a few new friends and a healthy respect for the Canadian justice system.
  • Got laid off soon after coming back to work. I was seriously relieved, plus got a whole summer to enjoy and figure out what to do next. I made the most of it.  
  • A couple of weeks in Venice with my sister-in-law and her family with a hop to Belgrade for my mother's 80th birthday. Always fun.

  • A week-long solo motorcycle trip to Gaspe and the northern shore of St. Lawrence River. 6,000km of great riding, beautiful scenery, good people and excellent food. There is a lot more left to explore in Quebec - I'll be back.

  • Purchased my first firearm, a Henry US Survival Rifle. Fun to shoot, light and easy to transport, cheap on ammo. Shot over 10,000 rounds through it so far.
  • A few motorcycle day rides to my favorite destinations in Pennsylvania. Explored public shooting ranges while enjoying great roads and scenery. 900-1,000km a day.
  • At least a dozen day trips to Crown land locations in Ontario in search of good spots for informal target practice. Found a few very nice areas to ride to, enjoy nature and plink - a win-win-win :).
  • Joined the Burlington Rifle and Revolver Club after taking the course, passing the test and fulfilling other membership requirements in record time. 24/7 access to the heated indoor shooting range will make long winter nights a little more bearable :). 
  • Started working on contract for the Ontario Ministry of Attorney General. Jury experience will come in handy, but there is a lot more left to learn. Different from almost anything I did before and much less stressful than my last job.
  • Bought my first handgun, a SIG Sauer 1911 22. Somewhat more interesting and definitely more challenging than the rifle at the indoor shooting range :). Also, fun to tinker with and practice DIY gunsmithing. Colt 1911 platform is like Honda Civic of handguns - it's as ubiquitous and infinitely customizable. It's also an amazing piece of firearms history - it was designed by John Moses Browning in 1906 and was the official US Army sidearm for 75 years (1911-1986).

What's next? I planted a few seeds for 2018, stay tuned to see what will grow out of them.

Happy holidays and all the best in 2018 to my faithful readers (all three of you :) ).

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Human right over property right

From the law and order department:

Italy’s top court rules that stealing food is not a crime if you’re poor and hungry a civilized country, not even the worst of men should starve.

You can say that again. For our sake as a civilized society, even the worst of criminals should not be deprived of food, shelter and clothing. Homeless and hungry are the shame of us all.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

F'in Amazon!

Identical system costs $599 US on, CA$3,091 on That "free" USB drive that will cost you about CA$30 per Gigabyte.

Caveat emptor!

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Jury duty

Serving on a jury is the most important duty a citizen can be called for. Short of going to war, no other civic obligation has a deeper and more lasting impact on our fellow citizens and society as a whole. Yet, it's a task none of us is prepared for and many try to avoid.

This spring I had an honor and a privilege to serve with eleven other people and ultimately decide the faith of two young men charged with first degree murder. The trial lasted two months, we heard over a hundred witnesses and deliberated for four days until we reached the verdict. There is no way I can describe this experience in a blog post, so I'm not going to try. The fact is that even if I wrote a book only my fellow jurors would fully understand it, let alone relate. Most of these awesome people I remained in contact with. We come from all generations and all walks of life, but share a unique bond that was forged during this trial. Together, we made one of the most serious decisions of our lives. It wasn't an easy task and it took a heavy toll on many of us. It probably cost me my job, but I have no regrets whatsoever. It was an experience I will cherish for the rest of my life.

For those that use various tactics to avoid jury duty, I say: go ahead and good luck. I wouldn't trust people like you with such a serious task anyway.

Of course, you want to know what the verdict was. One man was acquitted, the other found guilty of first degree murder. One went home to his family, the other to life in prison with no possibility of parole for 25 years. None of it changed the fact that four children are growing up without their mother.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Crown land. What's that and what is it good for?

About 89% of Canada's land area (8,886,356 km²) is Crown land. It belongs to Her Majesty the Queen. It would be called "public land" if we were not a monarchy.

So, what is it good for? You can't own it, but you can rent plots on it for various purposes, such as building a cottage, mineral or oil exploration. All that rental income is collected by the local government in the name of the owner - the Crown or the public.

What about the parts that are not rented? Well, some are Provincial Parks, Conservation Areas, Canadian Forces bases, etc. The rest, which are basically enormous expanses of mostly inaccessible wilderness outside major metropolitan areas, is free for everyone to use under the same conditions.

Check the Crown land Use Policy Atlas here:

Pretty much all yellow areas on that map are general purpose Crown land, free for use by citizens of Ontario. What for? You can consult the interactive map above to retrieve use policies for any specific location. I will simplify that a bit, but first an important disclaimer: don't take my word for it - consult the Policy Atlas above, Ministry of Natural Resources and Forestry district office and/or Conservation Officers in the area before you do anything on Crown Land..

On general use Crown land in Ontario you can:
  • hike
  • bike
  • Ride an ATV, snowmobile or dirt bike
  • boat
  • canoe
  • cross-country ski
  • water ski
  • swim
  • bird watch
  • horse-back ride
  • hunt and fish
  • camp for free for up to 21 days
  • build a camp fire
And pretty much anything else as long as you don't permanently alter the environment, it's not specifically prohibited in the particular area and you obey rules that already govern the same activity elsewhere, such is the case with hunting and fishing. You are asked to act responsibly to help protect the natural environment and understand the risks associated with your activity:
  • pick up and pack out litter, respect Ontario’s Crown land
  • never leave a campfire unattended and make sure campfires are completely extinguished
  • avoid sensitive features such as wetlands, streams and wildlife habitat
  • respect other users of Crown land
  • stay on existing trails
  • do not harm, kill, take or collect plants, trees, habitat or other wildlife protected under provincial law
So, what do I do on Crown land, you ask? Target practice! You can bring any non-restricted firearm (providing you have a valid possession and acquisition  license, of course) and shoot until you run out of ammo. What's a non-restricted firearm? It's practically any long barrel weapon, from military rifles to pump action shotguns. Restricted firearms (handguns) are relegated to registered shooting ranges only and cannot be used for hunting or target practice on Crown land.

I've been researching Crown land locations that are accessible but not frequently visited and have found a few nice spots for an impromptu shooting range. It's not as easy as you may think because all standard precautions apply, including making sure no one can get hurt if I miss my target (good backdrop) and there are no houses/cottages/camps in the vicinity. That often requires quite a bit of hiking through some rough terrain, but the nature is pristine and I enjoy it. Once I find a suitable area, I set up my targets and the fun begins. My little rifle holds only 8 rounds per magazine so about half the time is spent reloading, but i use it to walk around and find another spot to shoot from (usually progressively further from the target) or re-position the targets I've knocked down. I like steel targets because they are reactive (visibly and audibly react when hit) and can take a lot of beating. I also like to shoot subsonic ammunition because it's much quieter (can be fired outdoors without hearing protection) and doesn't damage the target as much. It's also slower in flight, so there's a perceptible delay between the muzzle explosion and the sound of the bullet hitting the target, allowing me to hear both events separately. For some reason, I find hearing the "ding" half a second or so after the "bang" very satisfying :).

Doing all of this in nature is an added bonus that cannot be overstated. When I'm done I can take a dip in the nearby lake even if I forgot to bring my swimsuit :). About the only downside are biting insects, but i repel them with Permethrin, copious amounts of Deet and nitro-cellulose smoke :).

But, that's just me. The question is, what would you like to do on Crown Land?

Monday, October 23, 2017

My first firearm

So, after I got my firearms license ("RPAL") the question was which firearm to buy?

The use of handguns is much more legally restricted, so I decided to postpone that purchase for when I become a member of a club where I can practice with a handgun. That leaves unrestricted "long guns", i.e rifles and shotguns.

I don't think shotguns are good first firearms unless that's the only type of firearm I'm going to shoot (and it's not :) ). 

I briefly considered an SKS - the same rifle I carried in the Yugoslav Army in the early eighties. It's affordable, reliable, fun to shoot, fires relatively cheap ammo and I know it inside and out. However, only Russian and Chinese versions are currently available in Canada and I wanted the Yugo one (with the grenade launcher). Also, this rifle is quite long, which lead me to a major practical consideration:

At this stage, I need a rifle that would fit in the hard case on my motorcycle. That way I can carry it inconspicuously, safely and legally anywhere I ride, and I want to to ride to target practice and enjoy both of my passions at the same time. So, the length limit is set at about 50cm.

There was also a question of caliber. The bigger the bullet, the more it costs, and I want to be able to afford a lot of practice. Surplus 7.62x39 ammo (the kind SKS and AK47 use) can be found for about 25c a pop if you buy the whole crate of 1,500 rounds. Not too expensive, but still too big and heavy to carry enough of it on a motorcycle, let alone in a backpack (the question where/why would I carry it in a backpack will be answered with a future post).

Also, my 50cm length limit falls well under the minimum length for an unrestricted firearm (I believe it's 66cm, but don't quote me on that). The rifle needs to be classified as unrestricted because of my intended use (again, the answer is in a future post).

That all left me with take-down models - rifles that can be easily disassembled for transport and reassembled at the range. Long story short, the choice quickly narrowed down to two: Ruger 10-22 takedown or Henry U.S. Survival Rifle. Both are .22LR caliber which is cheapest and most abundant ammo on the planet (can be found for  under 10c per bullet). They are both easy to disassemble, but that's where the similarities end. Try to guess which one I've chosen before you read any further :).

Ruger is a better rifle in almost all respects. It's more accurate, it looks and feels like a real rifle and is infinitely customizeable. You can easily turn a plain-vanilla $400 10-22 into a $2,000 gunsmiths showpiece just by adding/replacing its parts. It's a proven design too - tens of millions were sold over half a century. It comes with it's own backpack for transport and storage when disassembled.

AR-7 (Henry) has equally long and even more interesting history - it was designed by Eugene Stoner, the famous father of M16. It had a pretty poor reliability record until Henry Repeating Arms took over the brand, but is now rock solid. It looks and feels like a toy, for better or for worse. There are almost no aftermarket accessories for it, not even higher capacity magazines (it holds 8 rounds per mag). I have to say that it doesn't inspire confidence, Henry's stellar support record notwithstanding. It's considerably cheaper than Ruger, and for a reason. It's also much lighter (only 1.6Kg) and packs in it's own stock, so you can carry it in any bag. It floats on water too, at least for a while.

So, the AR-7 won. I like to think the main reasons are it's practicality/utility and the fact that it will have a purpose even after I move on to something else. The fact is that it won with it's coolness factor and affordability. After all, it's only my first firearm - Ruger will get it's turn eventually.

Fast forward several months and I haven't regretted my choice. I've fired almost 10,000 rounds through my Survival Rifle so far. It works flawlessly with all types of ammunition and it cycles well even with subsonic rounds that many semiautomatic rifles have problems with (very nice, because I love subsonics). The rate of malfunctions (misfire, failure to feed, failure to eject, stovepipe, etc.) is about one per thousand. All of them can be attributed to inconsistent .22LR ammunition and are easily cleared in the field without tools.

The rifle is as accurate as I need it to be, which translates into consistently hitting a cantaloupe at 50m offhand and with mechanical sights. I'm not going to hunt with it, but can if I have to.

A backpack with my rifle, a few hundred rounds, a cleaning kit and a bunch of other things easily fits in the top case on my bike(s) with room to spare. A perfect recipe for a fun day, but more about those later :).

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Firearms license, at last!

Those who know me well know that I'm a big firearms enthusiast. I enjoyed everything that goes BANG! ever since I lit my first firecracker as a kid. Even before that, I was fascinated with fire and played with it every chance I got, always carrying a box of matches in my pocket. I haven't set anything important on fire, but I came close a few times and learned a lot about safety in the process.

The first firearm I ever shot was a Zastava M48, Yugoslav version of the famous Mauser Gewehr 98k - the main German WW2 rifle.

I was 15 years old. M48 is a bolt action rifle that fires a full size military cartridge (7,9mm Mauser). It has no recoil-absorbing or compensating features, which means the same force that propels the 13 gram bullet out of the barrel at 800m/s is applied to your shoulder via that steel butt-plate. In other words, it kicks like a mule (the ballistics and recoil are comparable to 30-06 Springfield, for those more familiar with North American ammunition).

Even though I was a total "gun virgin", I already knew how to handle and aim a weapon, thanks mostly to a lot of dry-firing practice at school. Sensing my enthusiasm for firearms, the teacher of the "Defense and Protection" class (famous "Yeti", a legend worthy of his own blog post) would let me "guard the rifle" during recesses, the time I gladly used to repeatedly load/cycle/aim/fire/reload a handful of training ammunition. When the time came to fire some live rounds at the range, all of the five shots hit the target the size of a watermelon at 100m. Not bad for the first time. My shoulder was neither sore nor blue and I didn't end up with a bloody arcade like some other kids that were afraid the gun will kill them with its butt.

A few years later I was serving my tour of duty in the Yugoslav Army, just like all able bodied eighteen year old boys back then. It wasn't all fun and games on the remote Adriatic island of Vis, but I got to shoot pretty much all weapons Eastern block had to offer at the time. From WW2 MG42, to AK47, to grenade launchers, to handguns, to hand grenades - I even used good old dynamite to blow up a few things. Many other soldiers were trying to avoid having to clean their weapons and would offer me to shoot their ammo. There was no way I'd refuse a live round and the cleaning procedure is the same for one bullet as for a hundred, so the choice was easy :). Plus, I got to shoot at their targets too :).

Yes, this one as well :). Allies called it "Hitler's Buzz Saw" for it's 1,200 round per minute rate of fire. It made the individual shots blend together into a signature sound akin to ripping heavy canvas. The one I fired was an immaculately refurbished WW2 specimen, with original swastika Waffenamt markings. By the time I was done with it, the barrel was so hot it was glowing bright red in broad daylight :)).

My own service weapon was a PAP M59/66. That's the Yugoslav version of Russian SKS with a NATO spec grenade launcher:

Light, reliable, easy to shoot, simple to maintain. Fun too, especially with anti tank grenades :). It was extremely loud and recoiled like nothing I've ever seen when launching those heavy buggers.

Forward to 1985, I got my hands on my first serious book about weapons. It was called "All pistols and revolvers of the world", by the Russian author Alexander Borisovich Zuk. The title is not an exaggeration or a false claim - the book meticulously catalogues and illustrates every single handgun model produced prior to 1980, even the one-off prototypes. It also shows inner workings and explains different types of firearm actions, something I found extremely interesting. I slept with that book for months, read it several times cover to cover and returned to its more interesting sections over and over again. For many years after, I could quickly recognize almost any handgun i saw in the movies. In most cases down to the manufacturer, model, version and caliber.   

Those who know me well also know that I'm a non-violent person and a law-abiding citizen. I never had a firearms license and never owned a firearm. I have no interest in ever shooting at a living being, not even for hunting purposes (unless I'm starving, that is). The original purpose and potential effects of firearms are not lost to me and I can't deny certain self defense and human rights aspects either. However, my interest is primarily from a purely technical perspective (think "terminal ballistics" instead of a "wound channel"). It's hard to put in words, but I'm fascinated with the inner workings and the technology that blends many sciences and skills to make a gun that works (believe me, there are many that just don't). The amount of genius that was invested (many would say wasted) in firearms is just amazing, and there's arguably a lot of transferable knowledge that can be gained by studying them. Besides, didn't I say explosions and hitting hard at stuff tens or hundreds of meters away is fun? 

When trying to relate my passion to firearms layman I'm facing the same challenge as when I talk about motorcycling, but amplified by an order of magnitude. It's almost impossible to explain a feeling to those who never experienced the activity the feeling is associated with and got their information about it from movies, news and reality shows. It should be self evident that not every motorcycle rider is a member of a motorcycle gang and not every firearm owner is a mass murderer, but it's not to many people. Firearm owners come from all walks of life and use their firearms for purposes that are just as diverse.

A side note: I use term "firearms" instead of "guns" not just because it's more accurate, but also because it's harder to abuse by those more interested in sensations and emotions than facts. I also say "motorcyclist" instead of "biker" for pretty much the same reasons.

I applied for a firearms license once a long time ago, but was declined. Back then (and there) those that had connections could easily get a license, but I wasn't one of them. Licensing was at the discretion of local police with no clear rules on who can have a license and under what circumstances. I wasn't interested in getting a firearm illegally, even though it was quite easy. So I gave up, got sidetracked with other things in life and never applied again. However, my interest in firearms never diminished and I kept educating myself from all available sources.

Those who know me well also know that I didn't grow up in an environment that had any potential to induce or encourage interest in firearms. Everyone in my family and social circles was either indifferent or outright scared of weapons of any kind. As I grew up, I started wondering where that deep and enduring interest came from. Certainly not from my father, my mother or any other person that had influence in my upbringing.

There was just no logical explanation whatsoever until I found out about my maternal great grandfather. Jozef Felba was a master gunsmith from Ceska Zbrojovka (today known simply as "CZ" -, the famous arms factory in Brno, Czechoslovakia. He moved to Serbia in mid nineteenth century to help establish the arms factory in Kragujevac that eventually grew into today's Zastava Arms ( Well, that settled the question of nature vs. nurture in this case. If grandpa Felba's genes aren't to blame, I don't know what is.

It would surely benefit humanity if all that genius was directed to developing tools not primarily designed for killing. Who knows what great inventions would Hiram Maxim come up with if Edison didn't bribe him to quit electrical engineering and move to Europe? There, he invented the first effective machine gun. The one that ruled the battlefields of WW1 from all sides and was the only sustained fire weapon until mid twentieth century.

The British variant above, Vickers Maxim, is typically regarded as the best of all Maxims produced. The last three were finally retired in mid fifties, but not before they were fired non-stop for seven days, expelling five million rounds of ammunition without malfunction. Talk about going out with a bang!

I'm glad Edison didn't/couldn't bribe Tesla...

Another big jump in space/time leads us to 21st century day Canada. A couple of years ago I briefly entertained the idea of getting a firearms license (its official name is "Possession and Acquisition License") but gave up after realizing I have to take a mandatory course and jump through some other hoops. Mostly, I dropped it because I wasn't sure my darling wife would support me and without her consent it would be hard if not impossible to get licensed. It turned out I misjudged Duda's view, and after consulting with some firearm owners and with support of a couple of close friends (my deep and sincere thanks to Monica and Aleksandra) I took the course and got my license.The procedure to get a firearms license in Canada consists of several steps, costs about $500 and takes approximately four months, but there are no real obstacles for a law abiding citizen.

Finally, after all these decades, I am one of more than two million licensed firearm owners in Canada. I took two firearms safety courses, passed two written and two practical tests, provided two references and was checked by RCMP.

I am now subject to daily RCMP criminal background checks (yes, every single day). I was also told that police no longer need a warrant to search my home, so I gave up some of my rights. Combine that with being a NEXUS holder and I'm probably among the most vetted people in this country - a proven model citizen. Consequently, nothing I do that with firearms is or will be remotely illegal. Even if I was inclined to break the law, I don't want to risk loosing my license and the privilege of engaging in my lifelong passion. I do my research, check applicable laws and consult government agencies whenever I'm not sure what I'm about to do is perfectly legal. I have a lot of fun with guns, but I also take them very seriously and obey the law.

Phew, that was a long one, but I just had to put all this in print. Please feel free to comment and ask questions, I'll do my best to answer everyone.

Saturday, September 02, 2017

The investment banker and the fisherman fable

An American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna.

The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked, “How long does it take to catch them?”

The Mexican replied: “Only a little while”.

The American then asked why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish?

The Mexican said he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs.

The American then asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”

The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life.”

The American scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise.”

The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”

To which the American replied, “15-20 years.”

“But what then?”

The American laughed and said that’s the best part. “When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions.”

“Millions.. Then what?”

The American said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.”

Monday, July 10, 2017

Headlight bulb change procedure

One of the headlights on our scooter burned out today. No big deal, you think, how hard can it be to replace an H4 light bulb? Not as easy as it seems. The headlight housing is not very accessible on the scooter since it's surrounded by a lot of tupperware, so I decided to consult the Yamaha Service Manual just to make sure I don't break something or do any more work than necessary. Well, it says "remove the front cowling" first! Now that's a huge PITA - I'd rather do the adjustment of all 16 valves on my Bandit than mess with those ill-fitting plastics that somehow always end up assembled in the wrong order, with extra screws and possible broken tabs. I knew chances to avoid all that work are slim (after all, it's the factory manual) but I had to take my chance. Long story short, with manual skills that would make a gynecologist proud (I'm not one, but I can take a look :)) I managed to wiggle the plug, rubber cover, wire clip and the bulb out. It was tight as a (insert your favorite association here), but it got out and the new bulb went back in without much trouble.

Yamaha says you have to remove all the plastics surrounding that headlight, from both sides. That's at least four panels held by a dozen screws and as many tight-fitting tabs.

The alternative is to try to reach the headlight from the inside and below, navigating through the tight space above the front wheel and very deep into the fairing. The green, yellow and black wire seen up there lead to the bulb connector. Above it is the bulb, surrounded by the black rubber dust cover and secured in place with a wire spring. All of that has to come out and back in through the space barely wide enough to stick a couple of fingers in...

The moral of the story is that service manuals and other official maintenance documents should not be taken as gospel (not that I take The Gospel as gospel either :)). Although they contain valuable and necessary information, they are sometimes influenced by lawyers instead of mechanics. As another example, both Suzuki and Haynes manuals for the Bandit say that you have to remove the tank in order to remove the valve cover. Did it several times with the tank on and it wasn't in the way at all. I guess they are afraid of someone suing them when they scrape a finger on a part that could have been removed prior to servicing.

The island.

Island on a lake.
On an island.
On a lake.

Treasure Island on Lake Mindemoya on Manitulin Island on Lake Huron.

BTW, Manitoulin Island is the largest freshwater island in the world. It's 350Km North of Toronto, plus a two hour ride on MS Chi-Cheemaun (The Big Canoe) - the largest ferry on the Great Lakes.

Thursday, July 06, 2017

Vaccines, who needs them?

I recently had to spend time and discuss both serious and not so serious themes with a seemingly well educated and rational man who traveled the world quite a bit. I fully expected that we won't agree on a lot of things, but was looking forward to a healthy exchange of viewpoints. However, it was obvious that's not going to happen as soon as I realized that this person doesn't believe man landed on the moon, believes that vaccines cause Autism and thinks Donald Trump is going to "drain the swamp".

Conspiracy theorists, armchair philosophers and paranoids are a dime a dozen, but this fellow didn't quite fit the bill of your average crackpot. He seemed like a man who knows how to follow logic and rules of rational thinking, yet when it comes to those themes (and I'm sure many more) his thinking was so twisted and full of logical fallacies that it made me wonder how he managed to survive to his middle age. I read somewhere that a typical believer/practitioner of "alternative medicine" is a well educated, middle aged, upper middle class, professional woman. Go figure.

Survive or not, you say, what's it to you? Well, many people don't realize that there is serious direct as well as collateral damage from this kind of non-thinking, and it's both immediate and long term. It doesn't restrict itself to non-thinkers, but it devastates their children, families and society as a whole. John Oliver explained it on the example of "vaccine deniers" much better and more entertaining than I ever could:

It all boils down to child abuse and public health endangerment. Do what all rational people do or go live on a deserted island (leave your kids behind, you are not worthy of them anyway).