DirtCrashr took a look at Japan and decided to get more serious about a bugout bag, thoughtfully assembled for his most likely threat, earthquake followed by fires. I like the thinking there, in large part because it has none of the romantic claptrap penned by too many pocketa pocketa pocketa preppers.
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My vehicles usually contain a few essentials (water, tools, something to eat, warm stuff) and there's a little Duluth thwart bag handy which might see me through a couple of nights bivouacking the woods, but I have no SHTF pack as such. I already bugged out. I live in a bugout bag.
It is a little more than an acre of trees and grass with two cabins laden with store-bought bugout supplies. Even without killing mobile protein, there is pretty good eating for a few weeks, adequate nutrition for months, and wretched fodder for a few more. The armory is mostly hobby, but it nods to the ancient truth that you can have what you can defend.
Location. Location. Location. By chance, the bookends of my life placed me in kindly geography where food grows and the dramatic natural threats -- earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanoes -- are nonexistent.
So where else would I go to celebrate TEOTWAWKI? Medicine Wheel Pass in the Big Horns is more romantic -- Head fer the hills, boys; we're gonna be mountain men. -- but unless the hunting gods are feeling very generous, as soon as you run out of granola, Bunkie, you will starve.
There's no place like home.
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tbc
Libertarian thinking about everything. --Ere he shall lose an eye for such a trifle... For doing deeds of nature! I'm ashamed. The law is such an ass. -- G. Chapman, 1654.
Mar 29, 2011
Reloading, anyone?
Care to see what a half-million pounds of reloadable brass looks like? And that is Pounds with a "p" -- not rounds.
I don't know how cartridge cases bulk out at that scale, but by weight the government is peddling something like 500 pickup loads of the stuff. I would need a larger tumbler.
And we must add a tribute to to the firearms enthusiasts who stymied another one of the Great Ideas from the mind of His Obamaness. The auction notice clearly states: "Mutilation is not required."
I don't know how cartridge cases bulk out at that scale, but by weight the government is peddling something like 500 pickup loads of the stuff. I would need a larger tumbler.
And we must add a tribute to to the firearms enthusiasts who stymied another one of the Great Ideas from the mind of His Obamaness. The auction notice clearly states: "Mutilation is not required."
Mar 28, 2011
I guess we owe our thanks to Kadhaffi
And so His Obamaness presides over the dawning of a new Age of Pericles. Prosperity is just around the corner because consumer spending was up last month by seven-tenths of a per cent.
Counsellor: "But, Sire, your scriveners of the exchequer also say most new spending merely covered the extra costs of the peasants' petrol."
HIs Obamaness: "Take him out and shoot him."
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The same source reports our personal incomes rose by three-tenths of a per cent in February. Aha! The lathes are humming and it's Morning in America.
Sorry, Charlie. We're still flipping burgers and trying to sell one another 20-pay-life. "Both (spending and income) gains reflected a Social Security tax cut, which boosted take-home pay."
Think of how rich we'll be if HO can get United Nations' permission to bomb another towel-head country or two.
Counsellor: "But, Sire, your scriveners of the exchequer also say most new spending merely covered the extra costs of the peasants' petrol."
HIs Obamaness: "Take him out and shoot him."
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The same source reports our personal incomes rose by three-tenths of a per cent in February. Aha! The lathes are humming and it's Morning in America.
Sorry, Charlie. We're still flipping burgers and trying to sell one another 20-pay-life. "Both (spending and income) gains reflected a Social Security tax cut, which boosted take-home pay."
Think of how rich we'll be if HO can get United Nations' permission to bomb another towel-head country or two.
Mar 27, 2011
Oh, such lovely executions...
(1) -- Any South Halstead Street junkie with a modest wad from his latest liquor store holdup can quickly acquire about any drug he cares to shoot into his veins, often enough in lethal quantities.
(2) -- State governments are in a bureaucratic tizzy-fit because they can't manage to buy enough sodium thiopentathol to dispatch their evil-doers.
(3) - When the state of Georgia finally managed to outsource enough sleepy juice to kill people, our federal drug police seized it on grounds it might be impure.
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Only the warped can find amusement in any part of the dialog about state-sanctioned killing, but bemusement is not to be considered a lapse of taste.
Some might suggest our inability to procure a rather simple drug developed in the 1930s argues for a Gary Gilmore ("Let' do it.") solution. But I guess that might thwart our desire to make executions a serene experience. Nighty-night, now.
(2) -- State governments are in a bureaucratic tizzy-fit because they can't manage to buy enough sodium thiopentathol to dispatch their evil-doers.
(3) - When the state of Georgia finally managed to outsource enough sleepy juice to kill people, our federal drug police seized it on grounds it might be impure.
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Only the warped can find amusement in any part of the dialog about state-sanctioned killing, but bemusement is not to be considered a lapse of taste.
Some might suggest our inability to procure a rather simple drug developed in the 1930s argues for a Gary Gilmore ("Let' do it.") solution. But I guess that might thwart our desire to make executions a serene experience. Nighty-night, now.
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