Archive for October, 2011

KitUp!’s Interview With Former SEAL Jake Zweig

Monday, October 31st, 2011

On Saturday evening, KitUp! Editor Brandon Webb gave readers an opportunity to go one-on-one with Former SEAL and Annapolis grad Jake Zwieg regarding his controversial experience on the show “Top Shot.” I guess it would be proper to say once a SEAL always a SEAL but Jake Zweig is no longer in active service so we’ll leave it as former SEAL.

At any rate, they were kind enough to archive the experience and this is a MUST read if you are a fan of the show or just want to hear about Jake Zwieg’s life outlook.

I have to tell you, I don’t hate the guy. Read it and you be the judge.

Kitanica Mark I Now Available in MultiCam

Monday, October 31st, 2011

Based on overwhelming demand, Kitanica’s innovative Mark I jacket is now available in the popular MultiCam pattern.

BOLO Report – Zombie Outbreak to Test Ohio First Responders

Monday, October 31st, 2011

The BOLO Report ran a story about how an Ohio county are running a training exercise using an innovative scenario to train first responders.

More than 225 volunteers in Delaware County north of Columbus signed up to dress as zombies Monday in a drill for officials who would deal with real-life situations involving hazardous materials and disaster response. Emergency responders will test their capabilities as they use standard decontamination procedures to “treat” the zombies and make them “human” again during the exercise at Ohio Wesleyan University.

Maybe they should reviewTactical Fanboy’s article before beginning their exercise.

Read the rest of the story at

-Susan Reeder

Stay in the Fight: Tactical Reading Goodness from Trample and Hurdle Press

Monday, October 31st, 2011

Most SSD readers already know the name Kyle Lamb. He’s a retired Army Sergeant Major with years of special operations experience at the absolute top of the snake-eater food chain. These days, he runs Viking Tactics, teaches all over the place and continues to astonish students with his proficiency and shooting ability. He not only teaches tactics, he’s passion about inculcating a true scholarly warrior ethos in his students (by scholarly, think open minded and willing to learn something new every day, all the time). Since his classes, and seminars, and traveling apparently don’t keep him busy enough, he also designs VTAC tactical equipment, guest blogs on matters of tactics and leadership and writes books.

SGM (Ret) Lamb’s second book effort is called “Stay in the Fight, A Warrior’s Guide to the Combat Pistol.” It is available online from 5.11 Tactical.

Chambered or Not. This question always comes up. Do you have a round chambered when you are carrying concealed? Absolutely. Let me caveat this by saying one other thing. Only if you are carrying in a safe holster that will not allow the weapon to accidentally discharge. If you plan to shove the weapons in your britches and go with it, you may want to rethink the loaded chamber. I prefer a holster to save the embarrassment of dropping a weapon down your pants leg or into a third world toilet hole…not that this ever happened to me in Saudi Arabia in 1991….
Stay in the Fight, Chapter 24 pg. 264

As with any book of this type, we approached it with respectful skepticism. There can be no doubt the author has the background and chops to discuss the topics he does, but putting that sort of thing into a book, on paper can be extremely difficult. This isn’t by any means a matter of the author’s literary or teaching ability. Frankly, there are as many good instructors who aren’t able to effectively write as SMEs as there are truly awful instructors who can craft slick, well-written articles that disguise how completely out of their depth they truly are. It’s a matter of the subject content. Learning to shoot, just like learning to clear a room or learning to follow a track, is best done on the range, in the field, hands-on. The best thing a book (or article) in this genre can typically hope to do is broaden someone’s background knowledge, provide additional reference material to expand on what they already know, introduce them to a particular topic or something similar.

Stay in the Fight does this remarkably well. This is one of those rare books that really does have something to offer shooters or “tactical operators” of every skill level and SGM (Ret) Lamb’s blunt, direct speech (even candor) is refreshing as hell. He’s informative, articulate, occasionally self-deprecating and his chapters never fail to be interesting. Look, you’re not going to pick up this book and become a deadly SWAT tactical Special Forces black budget ninja pistolero even if you do memorize every single he says, worship it as tactical gospel, and quote it on the forums you frequent (which would, by his own admission, horrify him). You can read this book, at once or in pieces, in between time on the range or before going to your next course, and substantially improve your abilities. This isn’t a marksmanship book, nor does it attempt to be handgun tactical scripture. It’s a great treatise on gunfighting. Take what you want out of it or leave it. Think of it as the written equivalent to the training videos we discussed earlier in the month.

Tell you what else is nice? It’s written for every possible end user. True, only the really driven LEOs and Military personnel are going to buy it anyway, but this is written (and illustrated) so anyone that carries a gun can benefit from the author’s experience; even if you disagree with some of his assertions. (Keep in mind, he stresses at the very beginning he’s teach a way to shoot, not the way to shoot.) The photos are systematic, clear and well positioned to augment the building block style of his lessons, but all of them are fairly self contained…in other words, you can read from the foreward through to the end, or go straight to Pistol Selection or Drawing from Concealment as you need.

We recommend “Stay in the Fight”. It’s worth the money and your time, even if that means spending the majority of your “me” time in the small room for those occasions when you get to sit by yourself and think. Oh, and if you don’t get the name of the publishing group, Trample and Hurdle Press you need to get out more.

The Raven

Monday, October 31st, 2011

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
” ‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more.”

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore,.
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore,
Nameless here forevermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
” ‘Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door.
This it is, and nothing more.”

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
“Sir,” said I, “or madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is, I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you.” Here I opened wide the door;—
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word,
Lenore?, This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word,
“Lenore!” Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping, something louder than before,
“Surely,” said I, “surely, that is something at my window lattice.
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore.
Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore.
” ‘Tis the wind, and nothing more.”

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door.
Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door,
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly shore.
Tell me what the lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore.”
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.”

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning, little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door,
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as “Nevermore.”

But the raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered;
Till I scarcely more than muttered, “Other friends have flown before;
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.”
Then the bird said, “Nevermore.”

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
“Doubtless,” said I, “what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master, whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster, till his songs one burden bore,—
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of “Never—nevermore.”

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore —
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking “Nevermore.”

Thus I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o’er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o’er
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
“Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath
Sent thee respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!”
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore!”

“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!–prophet still, if bird or devil!
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted–
On this home by horror haunted–tell me truly, I implore:
Is there–is there balm in Gilead?–tell me–tell me I implore!”
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.”

“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil–prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that heaven that bends above us–by that God we both adore–
Tell this soul with sorrow laden, if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden, whom the angels name Lenore—
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore?
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.”

“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting–
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.”

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming.
And the lamplight o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!

-Edgar Allen Poe, 1845

Happy Halloween from SSD!

Kolbeson Leatherworks

Monday, October 31st, 2011

Kolbeson Leatherworks is a one-man custom leather and Kydex operation in the great stat of Texas. He makes hand-stitched, hand-crafted carry gear for demanding users one piece at a time, literally in his garage. Some SSD readers may have already heard of him and a few discriminating shooters might already be using his kit. This is one of his most recent pieces, a quad mag pouch (he describes it as the “ever elusive single stack 4-pack). It’s adjustable for a .5”, .75” or 1” front or rear offset and it has a separate front and rear tension adjustment. It also features an extra set of loops so it can be separated and used as two separate double mag carriers if you’d prefer that.

You can check out Josh Kolbeson’s custom work at or on Facebook at

Make sure you mention SSD, and tell him if you’re military or LE.

GGT Extends Anniversary Sale

Sunday, October 30th, 2011

The crew at Grey Group Training told us to extend their gratitude to their loyal customers and have EXTENDED their sale through Monday at midnight. That’s 30 percent off all Apparel, Bags & Cases, Footwear, Packs, Vests & Chest Rigs.

That is one hell of a deal!

Up-Armored Knives Gets Another Look

Sunday, October 30th, 2011

Over at KitUp!, the Mad Duo did a write up on the Up-Armored Knives Menace Fighter in their “Team Six” pattern. We first learned of Up-Armored from Tactical Fanboy and really like them. It’s definitely worth checking out.