Turns out Picard’s a poltroon

Actually, the word that came to mind wasn’t “poltroon,” but another “p” word meaning much the same thing. But, you know… “family-friendly blog” and all…

Rural Oxfordshire? It’s like a war zone, claims Sir Patrick of Star Trek in outburst against shooting range near his £2.2m mansion

Short form: there’s a shooting range 1.5 miles from his house, and the noise upsets his delicate lil’ sensibilities.

Feh.

I live a few miles from a wildlife refuge that once or twice a year is opened up into a wildlife shooting ground. The morning of the opening of duck season sounds like a WWI artillery barrage. Additionally, the entire area around here is open to hunting and target practice. You know what? It’s hardly noticeable.