die, part two

DIE, PART TWO

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Well, yes, I could have just left yesterday’s article alone. It would have stood alone nicely. But, having run out of time on Saturday to write because of working an extra day at the Real Paycheck Job ( I love you all, you are far more generous in your support than I deserve, but there aren‘t enough of you to pay for my food and child support, so I‘m chained to a regular job ), I only had half of Saturday’s article completed. Come Sunday, the Syphilitic Whore Mother Nature throws us another 15 low, 40 high but only after noon, cloudy day. I woke up to 34 degrees in the trailer and despite being massively bundled after three hours I’m so damn cold I can’t think straight. Writing this running sea of verbal diarrhea isn’t hard, as far as pounding on the keyboard ( one finger hunt and peck, but so practiced I can get 22 words a minute which is spell corrected first and last draft ). It is coming up with the ideas that is hard. Which is one of the reasons I’m constantly immersed in Internet sites and survivalist books. I have no control over the process, when I trip over a trigger word or phrase, my brain has its Eureka! movement and I’ve got my idea. Sunday, I can’t concentrate because of the cold ( although, as soon as it got above freezing [ and I’d taken a short nap to defrost my feet ] that surely motivated me in digging the new pit fast and furious in anticipation of fewer days like this in the future ). So I finished up Saturday’s article and just decided to continue it. I bring this up because I need to bloat this article, and because you need to know how this stuff works. I don’t go down a list of subjects, research and write them. Boring. I must be inspired, cause the pay sucks.

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Yesterday, I wrote how understanding a frantic threat isn’t sufficient. You must act on it. I like to think I’m smarter than everyone, but then, look how long it took me to respond to the economic threat. I’m pretty damn squared away now, but I still rue the lost years as my ignorance denied me the truly frugal lifestyle until recently. I wished I had picked a better site far before the real estate bubble. I would have had the bitch paid off with far better ( and more ) supplies stashed. But looking back is dangerous. You just trip over something in front of you. Now, today, we blather on once again about what it takes to truly be in a safe place come the collapse. Distance from people. And water. You can cheaply acquire a junk lot of land, but it won’t be cheap if it doesn’t have year round surface water within walking distance. To find a cheap lot, with nearby water, you must forget about the farming issue. You can’t do all three cheap. Which is one of the reasons I liked the trapping in the woods concept. The alternate strategy is stockpiling. Wheat 60% and beans 30% ( the remainder lard and sugar and such misc. ). Call it about three hundred bucks a year, plus container cost. I’d go five years. You spend far more on a used car or a few firearms. And it allows you to buy that cheap desert land ( or swamp, or whatever ). The point is that this is your hidey hole. You don’t necessarily have to live here the rest of your life, so forget about that multi-generational retreat on the mountaintop which costs hundreds of thousands. We don’t have enough time left for that. You hide, preferably hundreds of miles from all but the smallest towns. You emerge after the die-off and mass insanity. Which, I’ll bet you a whole friggin dozen donuts, is guaranteed to happen and soon ( five percent decline in energy a year, mixed in with increased severe weather, added to unchecked population growth sprinkled with economic melt down equals global die-off ). And then, you go take the area you want for your family or group. Be it farmland or pasture.

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I know this makes most people uncomfortable. You would rather stay stationary and defensive and wait for marauders to appear and then die a gloriously moral death. Hey, maybe while you are at it, your church will make you an officially sainted martyr. To you, if you are female, I say tend to your knitting ( ie, look after your household and leave the hard choices to the clan protectors ). If you are male, I say you are a worthless defender and will die. Life isn’t pretty and the only reason you’ve had the soft comfortable life allowing you to stake out the moral high ground is because of our energy surplus allowed the hard choices to be postponed three generations ( WWII was about petroleum control, not species survival. You ain’t seen nothing yet ). Guess what, marshmallow bitches? The end started several years ago. Welcome to the return of sucking it up and actually doing your job of protecting your family. We got away with outsourcing it to the professionals far too long. It will soon be time to do whatever it takes to feed your tribe. We all hate cannibalism. But the only alternative in a resource contraction/ population die-off is to steal the food of the neighboring tribe. You either mercifully kill them in battle, make them slaves and feed them, or take their supplies and leave them to starve. I’d give the moral brownie point to the enslavers or the killers, myself. And, by hiding out a few years ( don’t wait until the supplies are all gone, keep some in reserve ) before you go offensive and steal your food production resources, you are reducing the number of people you must kill. See, even being an asshat, you can do it as nicely as possible. Face the music, be ready to make the less than easy decisions, but try to minimize the barbarism.

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