Title: Harley-Davidson Las Vegas and Byrna: Power. Freedom. Common-Sense Protection Source:
Byrna URL Source:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hL3bMGdBPg Published:Jul 22, 2025 Author:Byrna Post Date:2025-07-22 11:22:29 by Esso Keywords:None Views:28 Comments:8
Harley-Davidson Las Vegas and Byrna: Power. Freedom. Common-Sense protection
If you ride a Harley, you understand the freedomand the risksthat come with the open road. We introduced a less-lethal self-defense option built for riders who want real power without carrying a firearm. This isnt just about protectionits about peace of mind. Whether you're dealing with road rage or just want to ride with more confidence, Byrna gives you a smart, effective way to stay safe. Its got serious stopping power, dents sheet metal, and belongs right alongside your helmet, gloves, and boots in your everyday ride gear.
What happens when Byrna brings a live range to Bike Night at Harley- Davidson Las Vegas? You get a crowd of curious riders, a whole lot of excitement, and nonstop action.
This wasnt your average bike night. Under the glow of Vegas lights, we set up a full demo range where attendees could test-fire Byrna launchers and experience the power of less- lethal protection firsthand. From seasoned riders to first-time shooters, the reactions were the same: I love it. I need this.
Throughout the night, our team talked with attendees about why Byrna existsto provide a self-defense option thats powerful, effective, and doesnt require taking a life.
[That new compact CL launcher seems kind of pricey at $549.99 to $579.99, at least it doesn't have the stupid safety on it like their SD launchers. I think it uses a different caliber round than the SDs did too. I'll stick to my discontinued EP (an SD w/o safety).]
Poster Comment:
Looks like another No [Interesting] News day again.
The Chicks on the Right lead story on their podcast this morning was a story about the slut J Lo acting like a whore at one of her shows and why women over 50 aren't allowed to act like whores.
It's repair the washing machine day here. The part (pump) got here late yesterday. Everything has to come out of the laundry/half bath to be able to move it for access to the back. The only thing left is to take the laundry table apart and get it out of the way. What a pain in the ass.
Fuck! THAT THING IS HEAVY! I have no idea how I managed to wheel it out into the garage to rebuild the bearings and seals 20+ years ago. It's gotta be around 400+ lbs (Four Kimmys). I don't recall separating the two halves back then.
The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these peoples door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.
On the boat there were 75 of us to two small apartment sized stacked washer dryers, 40 of us had 2 days out of the week to wash cloths the water came out of ones 25 gallon per day allotment. We never ran with full fresh water holds because it caused a list to starboard. That 25 gallons of water per day was ones drinking, showering and cooking use. The joys of "haze gray and underway".
I'm a solid two hours into this. The new pump is in. I think I'm gonna leave it where it sets and leave the back off and run a load to make sure it's workin' and not leaking before I do anymore, I need a break anyway. It's gonna be a bitch getting it back into place and getting the dryer duct reconnected (Not a hose, a fixed duct).
Apparently I used to be really good at making things hard to service back in the day when I installed them. I should get a job at GM Fort Wayne Assembly designing trucks. The mechanics in the field would love me.
Maybe I'm just getting old and impatient. The belt looks OK, zero belt dust, but I should've gotten one anyway just to be safe.
I'm gonna give this thing a whirl and see what happens. If everything works out, I should have my house unfucked by dinner time.
The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these peoples door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.
You'd feel right at home in my little house. Teri got my good one in the divorce in 2014 and about gave it away for $129,000 as Obama's economy wore on. I'd have given the dumbass cash at that price, I had over a quarter mil in that joint making it handicap accessible for my mother and handicapped younger sister. It was also super-efficient. I spent a lot of time rejiggering that place. It would've been perfect for me and Kimmy.
I think I got the washing machine, Ghost-Man. There was a little leak at the first drain cycle so I stopped it and reseated the drain hose at the outlet, that fixed it. The wash was dry as it's supposed to be at the end of the spin cycle.
While it was running, I hooked up the old pump with a suicide cord on my kitchen counter and it seemed to be running nominally with no load. Under a load it might be a different story. The new pump was moving water like a firehose. I can't get to the standpipe with the laundry table and shelf in place.
I just need to get everything back in its place now and open up the bar.
The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these peoples door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.
I could not slide that machine back into place, it was stuck to the vinyl floor. I ended up spraying a little bit of WD-40 under the leveling legs and where I wanted it to go and it glided pretty easily after that.
I had a hell of a time getting the dryer outlet aligned with the duct, but I finally got it. I hope I never have to do that again. I'm gonna be hurtin' tomorrow, for sure. (Edit) Hell, I'm hurtin' now. I'm gonna have to get into the painkillers tonight.
The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these peoples door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.
We had three fire main pumps with 50 hp motors driving each of the pumps my coffin aka rack put my head within 2 feet of the number one fire main every now and then they would power up pump two or three and bring pump one offline it would wake me up every time.
This little pump is 120VAC 80W, probably less than 1/10th HP, but it moves water pretty good, I'd estimate 5+ GPM at a 3 foot lift.
I'm half tempted to find my security bits and take it apart to see if I can figure out why the first one lasted 23 years and the second one only lasted two and a half, but my arthritic hands have had all the screwing (not the good kind) they can take and have better things to do other than to chase phantoms. I'll let it sit on the back of my work truck until I get tired of looking at it and throw it away.
At least I earned my keep for the day. It sucks being all banged up and old. At least I'm getting some of the money back that Social Security stole from me over the years. Never thought I'd be around to do that.
The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these peoples door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.