lucky they don't care

LUCKY THEY DON’T CARE


I think I was paralyzed by fear this morning as our Foreigner In Chief was babbling on about some damn thing or another. Otherwise I would have leapt at the radio dial and switched to an infomercial, a southern fire and brimestone preacher promising eternal damnation for those unrepentant in their ways, or even a country and western station. Anything other than this idiot spreading his lies, propaganda and  Ministry Of Truth bullcrap. The mans voice is like nails on a chalkboard, like the unmuffled sound of a jetliner taking off ten feet away, like the words “I need to talk to you about something” from wife number two ( Handmaiden Of Lucifer ) which can only mean even more money down the craphole of Ford Mustang payments or support of her current squeeze ( her role as is yet another attempt at torturing me, a reminder that the promise of my becoming Mr. Mom and writing full time after I put her through college was a grotesque and deceitful lie ). Apparently Uncle Obammy felt it necessary to go on the campaign trail to help out his brother Democrats to get reelected this fall. Yes, it is all a cruel charade, one side pointing to the other as they both bend you over for another bought of anal stretching, but it is amazing how many idiots fall for it. As he was pointing out how evil Rebublicans were and how they were responsible for everything that was wrong, did anyone stop and ask what this jag off had been doing the last year and a half he was in charge? Of course not. People want to believe in their Happy Place ( make the bad men go away! ) and logic is not part of the equation.

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And speaking of denying reality to their last dying breath, asking if the stew pot water was heated with solar panels as it were, the Druid Dude made that observation this week (http://thearchdruidreport.blogspot.com/ ). Everyone denies the inevitable. Unfortunately, that would include most of his readers ( oh, joy, only a slow collapse! ) and, let’s be brutally honest here, most of mine also. And, as I have pointed out before and now unfortunately for you feel the need to make it a complete article, if anybody cared as much as we do it would doom us all. The only reason supplies are affordable and that shortages aren’t already happening is because so few of us are actually prepping for collapse. We all play the “I care terribly and want to help my fellow man” card, and I’m don’t doubt we mean it, but thank goodness no one wants to be helped.

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Let me just take a wild guess here. Throw in the ungodly amount of readers seduced by the gentle, non-hysterical, inoffensive voice of Creekmore to my token readership numbers. Call it five thousand folks. How many do you think actually bought junk land? I know of two, as they bought from me, and about four or five others who figured out that Captain Obvious course of action long before I became enamored with it. Call it ten, or one percent of my readers, then multiply that by five. As E-Bay might have seventy five properties at any one time under two grand ( want to check them out- look under real estate and type in the price parameters ), and perhaps two readers a month buy junk land, there are no undue ripple effects. No sudden jump in prices to meet increased demand. So, because two people a month buy the land out of thirty thousand preppers ( I took the guesstimated Rawles number of readers, or the old subscriber base of American Survival Guide and roughly doubled for a butt pullage number ), the market stays calm. Unlike the ammunition market that went insane on the very real possibility that Obammy is a God Damned Commie Puke and doesn’t like people to arm themselves ( but, as I preach to deaf ears, the decreased gun control campaign can only mean TPTB are planning to use food control to kill us ). What did demand do? Double? Triple? And look at the price increases and shortages. You could wait for everyone else to panic and pay way more than the land is worth, or you can buy the land now for as low as $500. How much cheaper could you ask your homeless insurance to be?

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We’ve talked about the lack of wheat stockpiled by feed stores before. I can’t remember what I wrote before, it might have been one bag per thousand residents. If more than one or two people decide to stockpile a years worth of wheat they would have to wait for the next resupply shipment. Great, until everyone is in line and the system doesn’t have enough for non-commercial use outside of feeding livestock. Prices go up, supplies go down. And remember the water filter scare last year? Rawles warned about a potential shortage of Berky filters as the manufacture had been acquired and a ceramic factory might have closed ( or something to that effect ). The gas lines of the 1970’s were the result of a less than five percent drop in imported oil ( and that was back when we got a lot less of our oil from others ). Supplies of anything are fragile and prone to disruption.

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In conclusion, two things. Stop trying to get more customers, you short sighted survival merchants ( in the short run, you profit. In the long run the economy collapses as fighting breaks out over lack of emergency supplies ). And, do not wait to get anything. Once the slightest panic sets in ( for glass, or insulation, or TP, or ammo, or storage food, etc. ) you are SOL.
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