Thursday, March 7, 2013

3pc2v2 no5

I'm posting this one first thing in the morning since I'm leaving at noon.  Half day at work. 

3PC2v2

THREE PHASES CIVILIZATION COLLAPSE

Section One-Economic Collapse

Grandpa’s 70’s Preps

 

Well, Grandpa wouldn’t have called them preps, a bit of a huffy, Yuppie ( even though those creatures hadn’t evolved out of larval stage yet ) effeminate ring to it.  He also wouldn’t have daintily made dinner out of freeze dried packets of beef stroganoff after the apocalypse but instead chewed on perked coffee grounds, munched on burnt biscuits and probably tore a chickens head off with his teeth.  There is something after all about emulating John Wayne that helps get the job done with minimal resources.  I’ll tell you this, Grandpa wouldn’t have falling sobbing to the ground, bemoaning he simply couldn’t “own the night”, as his three thousand dollar night vision scope lay shattered.  There is nothing wrong with comfort or luxury.  In small doses and as a reward/vacation.  Bitches today think it’s an entitlement and can conceive of no other way.  Anyway, this isn’t about how rugged and manly the older generation was.  Or how worthless and weak Yuppie Survival Scum are ( which is probably why they try so hard to play army, compensating for something ).  Our focus here is on taking lessons from Grandpa and his experiences getting ready for doomsday.  And his subsequent disappointment as the world didn’t end in a satisfying collapse but slowly degenerated into a squalid Empire ( verses that elusive and lost some time ago in the midst of history Republic ) in noisy denial of decline.

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I was a child of the 70’s.  By the time I got busy playing with GI Joe ( in between watching episodes of Mr. McGoo ), glorifying war as a normal male child should ( as I write this, the episode of the teacher suspending a boy for eating away a Pop Tart into the shape of a gun is still in the news.  One hopes the parents will move to a state that allows home schooling, but I’ll not hold my breath ), the 60’s were winding down.  I have no idea what all went on then, but I think if you weren’t busy smoking dope or worrying about ending up as LBJ’s cannon fodder you were pretty much wondering what in the Hell just happened to the country you knew.  It was a time of enormous social upheaval, an unraveling of a common accepted culture ( I’m not sure what started it all, although my money is on The Pill and Women’s Lib ).  You had that, scary as can be all on its own, the Red Menace thrown in for spice, and then comes along the Gott Damn 70’s to really screw things up.  I don’t think you could really blame anyone for being 100% convinced that the world was ending, the economy was going to collapse and that they had better run on down to the nearest gun shop and stock up.  Now, we are pretty much duplicating all this today but it would be a mistake to think we are going to recover again just like we did in the 80’s.

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Yes, I’m sure that is what they said 40 years ago.  “It’s different this time”.  But what you should be saying is, “I don’t think they can kick the can down the road anymore”.  But even having said that, you STILL can’t worry about someone being wrong back then and thinking you might once again be wrong.  I look at all those guys that prepped ( yes, I know, there is that term again.  Its use is convenient ) that long ago and I’m pretty envious.  They are done.  They moved to a rural setting, they got all the kinks worked out of a homestead.  They are well stocked in food and have food production down pat.  And they bought all the needed tools to stay modern long after the grid goes down.  Other than minor tweaks, such as getting solar to replace the windmill or getting rid of the kerosene lamps and replacing them with LED’s, the only thing they need to do is rotate for freshness.  You can’t look at Grandpa and say, “he got tired of prepping and stopped, since nothing happened”.  He stopped because he was already prepared.  He can coast now.  He actually did have the luxury of decades to prepare.  Most likely, you won’t.  It doesn’t matter that he was wrong.  For that matter, it doesn’t matter that Y2K’ers were wrong.  What matters is that they are ready NOW.  Stop crying into your beer because you ain’t.  Just do things faster and half-assed to make up for lost time.

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The entire globe is in a race ( hell, even the Swiss of all people ) to devalue their currency and in the process, if they are “lucky”, to buy as many Grand Casino Derivatives as possible.  Not that this is fundamentally different than back in the 70’s.  Different details, similar risks.  Of course, back then we had almost new Saudi oil to draw down after we peaked on our own, and even though the higher prices shocked us economically, they also gave us incentive to exploit Alaska and North Sea oil which gave us two following decades of low priced oil Nirvana.  No such cushion exists today ( frack oil is only a 5 to 1 EROI, if that, compared to Alaska’s 20 to 1 or thereabouts.  More on EROI later, but suffice it to say here that the two can’t compare.  It is like comparing a firecracker to a stick of dynamite ), which is what the difference is going to be, and why you can’t look forward to being “disappointed” like grandpa was.  He panicked, he prepped, and then he relaxed.  You must panic, and prep.  I think you might be wise to forego relaxing.  A continuous growth of energy supply has ended.  Globally.  New paradigm.  Get used to it, and fast.

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6 comments:

  1. Damn, now you're calling me Grandpa lol
    Should I be so young ha ha.
    I be a Great Grandad twice over now !
    Nope I haven't stopped getting ready, that task is never done. Good hobby which consumes a life time. Just don't let it consume your life.
    Must still take time to enjoy, lest what's the point of existence ?
    However, just the possibility of being the last man standing gives me chills.

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    1. Humans are worse than cockroaches. You can never kill them all. Even with Gore Warming. If you are the last one in your area, just start walking towards a good spot and damn fool will be there screwing it up. Then you can have company if you don't kill each other.

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  2. Lord Bison of the Great Basin;

    It would have been great if grandpa had stocked the Hell up back in the Super Seventies, unfortunately, both of them had been so burnt out from World War II that both didn't give a fig if the Soviets had gone and started World War III in October 62 or October 73, they were tired and burnt. Therefore with both sets of pacifist parents, who additionally didn't give a care to anything such as a Carter inspired economic collapse, I had to learn everything myself, with the assistance of my uncle who had just got back from Nam, and absolutely thought his foray into the depths of the fourth-world jungle was round two of a four-round bout between the West and East, hence he got me into the movement, which only magnified after sitting there in line for three hours in November 79 for a measly tank of petroleum. I remember my father being so flipping pissed that his taxes didn't entitle him to a constant supply of the sweet light Texas Crude at the drop of a hat, but still too stupid to blame the wrong entity for our collective plight that day. It was then I realized he wasn't going to get it and if I was going to last longer than a week, then I'd have to do it without him or his assistance. Therefore I dove in with both feet and haven't looked back. I'm not a millionaire, but I think with the collective knowledge that I've acquired and the various supplies secured, me and mine just might make it through all this and thus be able to assist in the great post-petroleum reset to a pastoral future, where small groups of people can live within their means and keep close attention to scientific absolutes such as carrying capacity and soil health. Keep, keeping it real James!

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    1. No, sorry. Only the truely stupid will survive, so that leaves you out. How else to explain our continuation of civilization collapse?

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  3. Bot to take away from the brilliance of your blog post, but Homeschooling is allowed in Maryland, where this took place. I homeschooled there, as did a lot of my friends.

    Ironically, the wife of the superintendent of schools in that county helped me homeschool. She is the head of the English department at the high school nearest me (our kids are friends) so she let me have full high school English curricula if I wanted them. I accepted one, then rolled my own

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    1. Damn, now I have to change all my copies to reflect that. Thnks, though. I need help trying not to look the fool.

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