Friday, August 30, 2013

disaster du jour syria?


DISASTER DU JOUR SYRIA?

Is the daily special on the disaster/collapse menu Syria?  Does the three day weekend mean that, hey, just for craps and giggles Obammy is going to bomb yet another country ( can we still give him another Nobel Peace Prize? ) instead of playing golf with his bankster buddies or some midnight basketball with his homies in da hood?  Inquiring minds would indeed like to know.  Well, I have a bit of bad news for you.  Whoever the minds inquire to, ain’t nobody telling anybody spit.  The Blogosphere rustles with the flatulent utterings of self- appointed amateur commentators, and yet even if one were to slaughter extra chickens to study their entrails, no sense can be made.  There are simply too many variables.  Is this an actual attack for a military or strategic advantage?   Is it a slight of hand to keep our eyes away from other activities?  Is the circus of news itself the distraction, with no actual attack ever contemplated?  Is Obammy being instructed to poke the China Dragon and the Russian Bear until he gets a hostile reaction?  If so, why?  Are the market borsches going to be shut down on an excuse?  Is the oil supply contracting so much we must rush into heretofore marginal oil grounds such as Libya and Syria?  All of these simply questions are not being answered, but instead the same pale excuses of Israel attacking a nuke plant that’s been used to keep us discombobulated for something like going on five years or more ( kind of like the economic meltdown in the EU has been an obvious ruse this whole time ) keeps being used. 

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Since the thin veneer of that excuse is now tissue paper thickness, they were so desperate they pulled a Bush playbook move and tried the Weapons Of Mass Destruction.  Not that too many people buy into that one.  Well, enough do to make the others trying to think not matter in the slightest.  All day long, folks are opening up conversations with me, “ain’t it terrible what they’re doing to their own people?”.  Baby Jesus himself weeps.  This is the level of information the general public gets from the mass media.  The folks who think we’ve been in a recovery with green shoots for five years.  The minority, those that Question Authority rather than rush towards it with thin wallet and open arms, are starting to worry.  What if our masters are such damn fools that they don’t back down from confrontation and things escalate out of control?  One minion is taking a timely vacation and another wonders why no one is writing about this very potential Shiite Hits The Fan moment.  To the first, it never hurts to be extra paranoid ( and what a perfect time to get away.  Every boss will think it is a perfectly normal three day holiday vacation ).  As for the second, refer to the start of the article.  We can’t know this Is It.  We don’t have the correct question to try to answer.

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So, let’s assume we skate by this mess on a RCH ( red crotch hair, almost scientifically proven to be the narrowest, thinnest substance known to man.  As in, by the thinnest margin possible ).  If we don’t, it is a little bit late to do a Gott Damn Thing, yes?  I don’t think I have to remind you not to go shopping AFTER the end has started.  Don’t even go out if the stores are more crowded than normal prior to rising tensions unless you live in a small rural area where crowds of Skittle Eaters Gangs are not present.  For those worried I’m being mean, consider our talks about ghetto dwellers and flash mobs, in relatively good times, getting the green light from King Kenya Kunt and Homo Holder the Attorney General to stomp Whitey’s pale ass ( I would NOT put it past those two Uncle Toms to agitate the mobs prior to the event to keep things interesting for Whitey Honkey Mo Fo Cracker Militia Survivalists ).  If you survive this, just let it be a lesson to you.  No matter how inadequate your preps are, you’re just going to have to accept them.  Do NOT try for last minute shopping if it might be anywhere near dangerous.  Hopefully, one day, you say, “oh, what the hell.  I’m good enough.  Close enough for government work.  Whatever happens tomorrow, I’m prepared enough to hopefully skate by”. 

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Because we are lied to in such a systematic way, we can’t guess the truth or the timing.  Just Be Ready, Already.  It is as simple as that.  You can put all the lipstick on that pig you want, it don’t make it your date.  Anything else is making a problem where it shouldn’t be.  NOTHING is worth your life, last minute possession wise.  I’m sure I’ll talk at you all Monday morning, despite the wild rumors.  Not that something couldn’t happen.  Just that it would be too easy if we could see whatever it is coming this soon prior to an event.  Remember Y2K?  The lesson was, be prepped already and don’t sweat the spell cast by the government and their lackeys.  I’m going to finish about 10% short today.  You got extra yesterday, and today I’m a smidge short on my lunch hour.  Best of luck to us all this weekend.

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Thursday, August 29, 2013

dumb ass yuppie survivalist scum

DUMB ASS YUPPIE SURVIVALIST SCUM

Attention to all Blog publishers. Out of the goodness of my heart, because despite the need to help evolution remove all unworthy from the gene pool ( the Die-Off is the Ultimate Pool Cleaner ) I can’t help myself and feel compelled to lead horses to water even if they won’t drink, I am once again hoping to educate those beyond my small readership. Feel free to reprint this article. You can omit this introduction if you wish, but you may not edit the body of the article. Which includes my blog address. I doubt I’ll find many new readers, but one must try. All Loyal Minions, this is familiar to you, obviously. But please help a brother out and forward this to any blogs you know that might be interested. Or at least the page link as they might not appreciate a huge e-mail.

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Normalcy Bias used to mean that the average prepper/survivalist refused to believe that anything really truly bad was going to happen outside a few natural disasters. They could continue to live in huge urban areas, drive their SUV’s and afford really expensive trophy wives. They could have their cake and eat it too. As long as they stocked a case of MRE’s and thirteen different cool looking plastic poodle shooters, they could sleep the rest of the righteous and all would be Double A-Okay. This mindset is everywhere, from “UN forces will invade so stockpile a concrete fortress atop a mountain” blogs to paper magazines urging you to take out a thirty year mortgage on a homestead, assuming that the bankers will take asparagus for the next payment. Now Normalcy Bias means that all the really gruesome crap happening to us is ignored or downplayed, being The New Normal. As in, it seems to be normal when an earthquake destroys most of a country and years later nothing is back to prior conditions. Normal means a city like New Orleans will NEVER be rebuilt. Normal seems to be that we can double the national debt in one Presidential term, and can do it again and again forever without consequences.

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The New Normal means we can invent e-money by the trillions and inflation won’t appear. New Normal is a third of all houses being underwater. New Normal means radiation from nuclear reactors STILL being emitted from an ongoing meltdown years later won’t ever concern us. New Normal is ALL the worlds super-giant ( the elephants ) oil fields in near double digit yearly decline causing no raised eyebrows. Even though frack oil has been no more than a FIVE percent increase in our daily oil use, we seem to think it means a New Normal of energy independence. In short, folks, the whole system is shaking apart. But because it has been in collapse for several years we seem to find this new condition the new normal and are steadfastly ignoring it. Which is why everyone seems to think they have forever to prepare. What they really have is from zero days to Who Knows How Long. But they all act like they have forever. So they go shopping for three thousand dollar 308 AR’s.

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I’m standing at the food checkout the other day, knowing it will be awhile since Sammy Slackjaw is trying to scan barcodes and making it look like a really difficult Jeopardy question from the category “1834 Opera Writers With Syphilis”. I have the unique talent of always picking the cart with the square wheel and the slowest checkout lane. So I peruse the latest issue of SWAT magazine. What the heck, I loved that one as a hormonal teenager lusting after females and firearms. And there it is, a side by side comparison of the newest category to tingle men’s nipples across this great land, 308 battle rifles in the AR platform. I won’t start again on the loathsome qualities of that rifle design ( and don’t get cocky, AK’ers. You can’t hit a barn over a hundred yards ). What I’m arguing against is the extreme price tag. Anyone who wants to spend this kind of coin on a single survival item is, frankly, either retarded or has more dollars than cents ( get it? Cents, sense ). Or both. They are dumb ass yuppie survivalist scum. They don’t rally want to survive the apocalypse, because without an SUV to drive their lazy ass around, without a pretty wife to attract other eyes away from this wretched life form of a husband, without the tens of thousands of rounds to enable semi-autos to continue firing, saving our poor wheezing bastard the hard manual labor of working a bolt action, life simple won’t be worth living. They were raised on pabulum and every labor saving device known to man, and they shall die with a propane gas fireplace remote in their hand. Nothing is too good for our girly-men in hunter cammo.

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For three grand, you could have it all. And by all, I mean a rifle and ammo, a years worth of food for each family member, land without a mortgage, shelter and anything else you need to survive the collapse of western civilization. You simply can’t do so in luxury. Do you hear the ensuing silence? Almost as if a fart in a church pew was unleashed. Live on grain instead of freeze dried food? Live with ONE firearm instead of one each of every kind ever invented? Live on a fifth of an acre without utilities, on a dirt road? Instead of a third of a million dollar McMansion? Oh, the humanity! How did mankind live like this bare assed savage who somehow hijacked this word processor, long before our beloved Oil Age that simply must last forever because I , your dear reader, simply wish it to be so? Who could live without luxury? Why, I’d rather slit my wrist than live in a cold tent eating gruel and being forced to recon without, SOB!, vests full of AR magazines, their familiar weight reassuring me I can win all firefights if only I send enough un-aimed shots downrange like the super stud ninja warrior I am!

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I’m going to pretend all of you uninitiated into The One True Way Of Frugal Survivalism are not there of your own accord, but were brutally denied education by all “experts” out there who insisted only the rich deserve to survive. Walk towards the light! You can save yourselves and your families, even as you face declining real wages and inflated necessities prices. You can survive off of feed store grain, bolt action hunting rifles, junk land no one else wants, crude shelters and nothing much more. Gear will not help you survive. Attitude will. And if your attitude is that of a whiney privileged bitch-boy, all the expensive gear in the world won’t save you. Avoiding taste fatigue, having the option of multiple wildly shot rounds, living in only the best residences- none of these help you survive. Having a smidge of fortitude to rough-it a bit in life will allow you to prepare for pennies on the dollar. And immediately, since no one knows when the wheels come off this patched up squeaky malformed engine. Anyone telling you that you have twenty years is just as full of it as one who tells you we will all die tomorrow. Don’t let others pick collapse timeline for you. How about you let your family’s well being decide for you rather than your admiration of an “expert”.

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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

3pc2v2no23


3PC2v2no23

THREE PHASES CIVILIZATION COLLAPSE

PREPPING FOR DIE-OFF: Junk Land & Bug Out

 

The great thing about Junk Land while preparing for the economic collapse is that while all the mortgage holders are in triple straights- underwater in value, paying more than they can afford and having no options to escape since they are legally liable- and anyone earning too little and only getting part time since our beloved King Kenyan Kunt has now made almost ALL jobs part time mandatory due to his health care regulations ( if at all possible, do NOT get health insurance.  DNA samples are going to be mandated under the guise of HIV testing, and once they get your sample they can then match you to any crime of their choice as part of dissident control and population reduction ) cannot easily afford any kind of rent, you are meanwhile sitting pretty with options only available to those with free and clear shelter ( keep your appearances poor and your property taxes will stay at raw land levels-no visible permanent structures! ).  You can pick and choose where to work and for how long.  If you play it really smart and retire any and all motor vehicles, your living costs approach zero outside of merely feeding yourself.  And during a die-off, more likely than not you are now currently living at a location apart from most other teeming masses of starving asshats that would rend your beautiful flesh from your bones while you still breath so that they could stuff the stewpot.

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The whole globe and even our own nation is viciously overcrowded.  We are merely a swarming ball of maggots fighting to consume the last morsels of unhealthy rotted food.  There are not too many places to escape.  At least on junk land you have a slight bit of distance between yourself and most others.  You can’t be too far away, being that you had to work some at a nearby town in order to survive.  But you certainly are better off there than if you had stayed in a huge city or on the eastern seaboard ( inland offers less compacted conditions- but even there you have better and worse places.  The DC to NYC corridor should be especially deadly ).  And the great thing about junk land other than its affordable price is the fact that most of it is out West where things are less crowded ( and there is a reason for this.  The place offers almost zero persons per square mile resources ).  For instance, west Texas, away from the border up near say the Pecos River, is sparsly populated with affordable land.  My neck of the woods isn’t cheap but it is affordable and you have a 250-300 mile buffer all around you ( which of course also means you won’t be able to escape on foot ).  The land in Texas can be found on a good day at around a thousand bucks an acre and Nevada at $3k. 

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If you buy land on E-Bay, you don’t need good credit ( seller financing to all ) and you can find plenty taking monthly payments ( at a hundred down and a hundred a month, it makes no financial sense to NOT buy junk land.  I went from $450 a month lot rent for my travel trailer in the city to $100 a month junk land payment and I had it paid off in four years.  That isn’t ideal, but payments to own are still better than payments to rent forever.  I was working overtime and a second job and paying 70% of my take home pay in rent in the city.  To me, junk land was a no-brainer.  Just beware of two things.  You must research zoning to make sure you can park a travel trailer or build an unconventional dwelling ( one of those dome kits that sell the steel connectors for about $100 and use one size sticks of lumber with your choice of covering is cheap and much better than a tent or probably even a trailer ). The other thing is, and thank you loyal minion reader of my blog for the heads up, if your seller goes bankrupt you could lose the lot no matter how many payments you’ve made ( your seller could also be scamming you although that seems to be rare ).  I advocate starting payments if that is all you can do ( verses outright purchase of the land ) and then paying it off as soon as humanly possible.  No seller penalizes you for early payment.

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Now that you’ve relocated to your junk land, even if your new job pays less with less hours, chances are great you can now also afford to prepare better stockpiling for the collapse.  I was paying off the old wife and supporting the new one ( her health precludes biking into town ) making land payments on minimum wage and I was able to do quite a bit of stockpiling.  And don’t think I’m special with gobs of money just because I’m writing as a second income.  Fools writing Kindle fiction where AR toting ninja warriors bug out for thousands of miles carrying a hundred pounds of gear and eating off the land while battling the forces of atheist evilness might earn a pretty coin writing, but I certainly do not.  My average nowadays is a hundred bucks a month.  I’m not complaining as the few regular readers I have support me well. My only point is that I’m telling you all this as a fellow Poor As Dirt traveler towards doomsday.  I hold no advantage you can’t duplicate.  I’ve already bugged out, and done so very cheaply.  You can easily do so as well for the price of a down payment on crap land and a Greyhound bus ticket ( assuming you have no personal vehicle ).  Not sure what is keeping everyone.  The supply of cheap land almost dried up at one time.  How long do you think it will last?

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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

hemp underwear


HEMP UNDERWEAR

Before you get all comfortable and start reading my Wisdom For The Ages, go on over to the following link and read this relatively short article ( helpfully sent by a loyal minion ):


I think I’ve heard of this guy, probably have a book or two he wrote.  What got me about this was not that I agreed with him ( not that I disagreed, but I’ll get to that ) but that he kind of totally missed the message.  The message is decidedly NOT about our inability to grow our own hemp to reestablish the textile industry and make our own underwear again ( China has about one city devoted to underwear.  One asteroid and 90+% of the globes underwear production is gone.  We would revert to bare assed savages immediately ).  We agree on that.  But this guy thinks the message is “we need warm bodies to profit Wall Street”.  Sigh.  No, the message is “oil is feeding us”.  This is of course my message ( that I got from several others.  I’m claiming no originality here ).  But much more importantly here is the Grand Poo Baa, the Farm Czar, telling us this.  I’m not the smartest guy out there by a long shot ( shut up! ) but I think I’ve gotten a lot better at getting the message when it is given.  We are being told, officially, that oil feeds us and if we stop the supply ( The Spice Must Flow ) we simply don’t eat.

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Did he come right out and say that?  Of course not.  Listening to FedGov asshat scum bags is like a game of diplomacy between little pretty boy weasels mumbling between mouthfuls of feces.  You have to interpret what they are saying.  They can’t come out and say “we will crush you!” like a Russian peasant given a three piece suit and told to show up at a UN meeting ( those were the good old days ).  Politicians must have escape clauses, so they never speak plainly.  Well, Obammy can speak plainly ( “read my floppy Kenyan lips-No New Taxes” and then three months later raise taxes.  Because, you know, it’s for the children ).  But no one else is allowed to.  So, the guy goes on mumbling about traditional values being more respected in rural areas and how that means the stupid bastards volunteer for the military.  And if we run out of stupid bastards we have no recruits for the military.  He couldn’t talk about Skittles Eaters from the ghetto.  The last time that happened, during Vietnam when Blacks were disproportionately represented in the draft, we got Black Panthers and riots in most cities.  So you can’t talk about poor urban youths being a target for the military, even if it is voluntary.  First, you’d be admitting we have disadvantaged youth.  The official line is everyone can get into a lifetime of debt and go to college.  Second, you are not allowed to talk about Blacks at all unless it is to paint them as victims.  And you can’t tell everyone the military is going to take advantage of anyone, so you just don’t go there at all.

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So that just leaves corn fed white bread hicks as a recruitment example ( I’m not saying inner-city youth aren’t recruitment targets.  I’m sure they are.  Maybe.  I don’t know if the military is allowed to discriminate against them due to lower education.  What I’m talking about is who is allowed to be exemplified ).  Evidently, the new standard for military service is to have cow crap stuck between your toes.  All well and good.  But they aren’t cannon fodder for Wall Street profits.  Oh, Wall street ( I believe this is the gentle euphemism used for the Central Bankers.  You state that evil by name and you can kiss a living wage as a writer good-bye ) DOES indeed make a profit.  But that isn’t why we are waging wars.  It is about controlling the oil.  The oil is the profit, not making loans to corporations that make military hardware.  Without oil, there would be no military industrial complex.  Also without oil, there would be no underwear made in China and shipped here.  Instead of a buck a pair, you’d pay more like twenty.  If they were available locally because nothing would be transported very far.  Which seems to be an issue here also.  Our author, who sits in a comfortable house in soft underwear under a light bulb using his computer to piss and moan about farmhands being sent to slaughter, is ignoring certain fundamentals.

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Which isn’t mere evil corporate profits.  It is system survival.  We aren’t able to get politicians to change their minds about repopulating the rural areas because they are on the payroll of corporations.  That is chump change and of little import.  Only oil feeds the globes masses, and our own countries.  We CAN’T change the system back to organic decentralized farms.  I wish we could.  I agree with this authors views, insofar as a desirable goal.  I just don’t think it is attainable.  To go back you must change the whole infrastructure.  We can’t maintain the infrastructure we have now for Oil Ag.  There isn’t enough money or resources.  If you can’t keep what you have in working order, you certainly can’t build a new system.  We can’t idle farmland long enough to build the soil back up ( not on a wide scale basis ), but even if we could, that doesn’t change the need for long distance transportation of food to the urban areas.  It is about both dead soil and non-local production.  You stop the oil, you stop feeding people.  And to keep the oil flowing you must keep our empire intact.  It isn’t what 99% of us would like, but Want doesn’t factor into it.  Need is more like it.

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Monday, August 26, 2013

gangs


GANGS

It’s a good thing most people either parrot the party line or don’t think twice about passing on common knowledge or I’d have a heck of a lot more work to do filling up a blog.  As it is I can usually make a career out of refuting most sacred cows.  So let’s talk about what “they” think is going to happen come the collapse as relates to inner city gangs.  The usual answer is “gangs will rule the cities after stealing all the food” and “they aren’t going very far because they are territorial and don’t know about the country” ( with a sub-category of “they shall pour over the land as locusts”).  I’ll be more than happy to point out what poppycock these two notions are and hopefully after genuflecting in my direction ( northeast for most of you ) you will take what I have to say under advisement as you are planning your strategies.  As they always say, Follow The Money.  But of course, even then, they don’t also tell you to Know Your Enemy ( you most take into account “true believers” which interacts with Follow The Money ).  Doing these two mental exercises will tell you how things generally work, today and in the future.  Just don’t confuse money with real wealth.  Today it is a substitute for historical wealth which is usually only one trade removed from food ( all the jockeying for power and position, military campaigns and taxes and social regimentation and everything else is just about food supply in the end ).

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You can Follow The Money easily enough.  Gangs are about securing a trade which makes them money.  In this case, since the government makes a pant load of money keeping drugs illegal, the gangs leech off that trade.  If drugs were legal they would be involved in any other activity which was deemed unacceptable by The Big Gang In Power, the government.  As most Libertarians will tell you, that is all government is ( what they won’t tell you, mainly because they are blinded by dogma, is that the parasite is also necessary and will never be obsolete ), a gang.  The big boy on the block.  And if you look at gang culture, there are parallels with medieval warrior classes ( when power was stripped down to bare essentials due to lack of surplus ).  Gangs are just embryotic governments.  And in most places they ARE the government.  The south of the border gangs are not just wild out of control terrorists our “journalists” like to portray, keeping the population huddled behind their sofa’s in fear ( and the media painting our gang neighborhoods as such are just True Believer propaganda we’ll get to in a minute ).  They might act out in retaliation with a more naked show of force and terror, but they are acting as government does, just without the happy clown face attached.  You don’t think our government doesn’t strive to keep the citizens cowed in terror?

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You can’t rely on our media for the answers about gangs.  They are making money off the fear and entertainment factor, but they are also True Believers in the official gang in power using more terror to gain more power.  Gangs aren’t just homicidal glue sniffing trigger happy idiots.  Follow the money.  The territory wars are about keeping power.  And the reason they stay in their territory is because the official gang cordons them off.  We need the drug distributors to stay in business, but they aren’t allowed to endanger the other business of shaking down white bread suburbia for extra taxes in exchange for protection against the very gangs they empower by making drugs illegal.  Come the collapse, a gang will Follow The Money and go where the new wealth is going to be.  Farmland.  They aren’t going to stay put and slowly starve.  With only three day’s supply of food in a city, and given that most of the population will consume that prior to being killed, the battle to steal all the food can’t start soon enough to enable a victor to survive too long on the spoils.  Just like individuals won’t be 100% certain the collapse just started, and will wait to see how events will unfold, so too will gangs be hesitant to strike immediately.  Even in an overnight collapse such as all out nuclear war or an asteroid impact, you can’t know immediately how the cops and military will react and with how much force. 

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As far as marauding armies, you won’t see viable gangs going from farm to farm.  And by viable, I mean those that are good enough to survive the first winter.  In this discussion, we are generalizing.  Some gangs will stay, some gangs will wander helplessly.  But those with intelligent leaders won’t be so stupid.  No one expends more energy than necessary or endangers their life needlessly.  It is far safer and uses less energy to take over a farm area and rule it, enriching yourself through taxes.  Sure, you might launch harvest time raids.  But that is usually out of desperation.  Even the Vikings had a reason for their wandering mayhem ( surplus males in search of homesteads and mates ) which was logistically sound.  They weren’t mere parasites thinking they couldn’t kill the golden goose.  They fought, then settled.  Their sons might have then attacked another area, but it was to be the new ruler, not just a wanderer in search of treasure ( even most pirates fought under official sanction and attacked the proper ships ).  In short, it is wishful thinking or just propaganda nonsense to think gangs are the stereotypical biker gang portrayed in fiction.  They are your next government, and they will act like one.

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Friday, August 23, 2013

3pc2v2no22

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3PC2v2no22

THREE PHASES CIVILIZATION COLLAPSE

PREPPING FOR DIE-OFF

The main thrust of preparing for the first phase of collapse, economically, was to rid yourself of silly rabbit notions such as debt being beneficial, high paying jobs being desirable or urban areas being feasible. In short, you had to limit your exposure to unsustainable living arrangements. Preparing for the die-off is closer to what the traditional Survivalist does. You must take advantage of the current Oil Age surplus and stockpile never to be seen again affordable supplies, primarily modern smokeless powder ammunition and dirt cheap mechanically grown and petroleum supplemented grains. But here we part ways with Sammy Survivalist. Instead of hiding away in an area suitable for rebuilding, making this retreat a combination of Nirvana and the Alamo, you simply hide away and then return to an area of your choosing after the population implosion. The difference in these strategies is A Pant Load Pot Of Money. The other difference is, A Lower Profile. Let’s make a profile of the typical Yuppie Scum Survivalist to illustrate. Fat Bald Bastard ( FB2 ) works in a huge metro area doing, say, lawyer type work. We assume this because they will be one of the last parasites to be flushed. This eliminates such realities as Pink Slips, giving our guy as long as possible to prep. After all, City Living Bugging Out means you work at a well paying job until the very end. This is unrealistic and a fantasy, but let’s play along. FB2 works eighty hours a week and on his six hours off on Sunday he goes shopping for plastic battle rifles, freeze dried foods and spare tires for his Hummer3 BOV ( bug out vehicle ).

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FB2 has no time to cook for himself ( and his wife is too busy shopping to do so, obviously. She is also too busy planning her next shopping trip to give FB2 a little loving every once in awhile, but they live in a communal property state so he dare not divorce her since without his Hummer he can’t escape from Irritated Hoards Of Skittles Eaters ), or do his own vehicle maintenance or go shooting or anything else, he works so much. Which is why he needs water-and-eat meals and a LOT of lead capacity to make up for practice. More than likely, it also explains why he won’t give up the city. He has no skills outside it, being so busy earning Company Store Chits. Now, here’s the thing. Having no time to do anything else, he leaves a big footprint in his new retreat area. He buys his way into self-sufficiency. In a sea of working poor, there lies an island of wealth. Folks will notice, from the road work to the number of solar panels to the septic installation and etc. Who cares if he hires outside help- the permits from the county will be a fingerprint if nothing else. One rumor, and a few bored dirt bikers will recon the area and report back to Gossip Central. Word will get around, and fast.

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Our Redneck Rodent, on the other hand, being too poor to Pay Attention, gets himself a camp saw and a pick and shovel and makes himself an underground spider hole on a weekend camping trip. Then he stocks it each trip. No one knows about it and it is essentially free ( on public or corporate land in the middle of nowhere ). It is far from ideal, but it does the job of keeping you alive during a vicious violent intense die-off. Think about it. Despite the disaster, how can we NOT have a die-off? Too much can and will go wrong. If FB2 doesn’t earn enough money in time, he is part of the die-off. RR ( Redneck Rodent- you know, scurrying underground ) can be ready in a few weeks ( okay, that is actually unknown. Who knows how much food to store. It could takes months to stockpile if he envisions a long die-off and longer rebuilding ). The point is, anyone can prep for the die-off. It doesn’t take money, but rather the willpower to live primitively. FB2 insists life is not worth living without all the modern luxuries. RR just says, hey, any preps mean I survive, and any level of survival above cannibalism is A-OK! I get a more subdued form of this conflict by my blog readers. The Frugal Survivalist equivalent to FB2 says you need food variety in your stockpile. I keep trying to tell them that in the near future, you’ll be lucky to just have food. And you’ll need a lot because it will take time to establish PODA. The only way a limited income individual can accomplish this is by stocking grains.

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Actually prepping for the die-off isn’t all that difficult. You’ve already made a lot of progress by prepping for the economic collapse. Mainly, you need to escape somewhere you can avoid ALL people other than your immediate group. This includes, sorry to say, family members that might show up. It might seem silly, assuming a frail set of parents or an out of shape whiney child might make it through the battles and riots to show up on your doorstep. But what if they did? You can’t feed everyone not invited. And other non-family group members might turn on you if you insist, since their survival is at stake. Best to just not be there. They had their chance previously when you tried to warn them ( it is quite another thing to pre-prep supplies for them. I’m talking about the others you didn’t prep for. If you ain’t at home you aren’t tempted ). And keep in mind, this isn’t your grand pappies civilization collapse. It will be global, and it won’t spare any area. You MUST assume the worse. Hide, then reemerge. You will avoid almost all trouble that way.

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Thursday, August 22, 2013

alpha dogs don't say sorry


ALPHA DOGS DON’T SAY SORRY

I started reading “Mainsprings Of Civilization” last weekend.  It is a well written fascinating book, although I find myself only reading a chapter each time rather than going continuously through the book.  A bit better to mull over what was said- so I imagine it will be some time before I finish it ( I have another book “A Taste For War” which is like that, but in this case I read it very slowly both to savor and because I don’t want it to end ).  Anyway, the author was talking about male body types and how each of the three goes a long way in predetermining psychological outlook.  The stereotypes are largely true, with round chubby types more likely to both obsess over food and be rather jolly.  The muscular are domineering and assertive and the thin are withdrawn and timid.  This obviously pertains to males who are more physically orientated in the evolutionary survival game ( females are to some degree, one type of body better suited for breeding than others- but lacking a genetic deformity all females can procreate ).  The thing that stood out to me in this discussion was that these body types and their attendant personalities are actually a larger distinction than race is.  Given a social gathering, two athletes of different race will gravitate towards each other and enjoy each other’s company whereas the White athlete would have little interest in interacting with a White teacher ( the body types are not necessarily those portrayed- muscular types are not all Arnold Schwarzenegger.  It is more the ratio of shoulder to hip width ).

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Now, this isn’t a hard and fast rule.  It isn’t absolute but a very good guideline.  My father and son both are taller than me ( and I’m 6’2” ) but have a better upper body muscular build.  They are both intelligent, but mostly pursue physical activities.  And thoroughly enjoy mixing it up on the field or in the yard.  I was a very scrawny child, and while I played along with the whole sports thing as was expected, by about ten years of age ( about the time my height advantage in basketball was being eclipsed by others growing strength, I would imagine ) I was much more interested in books and news and refused anymore sporting activities.  I’m strictly the analytical one whereas the rest of the family is more action orientated.  My dad has always been a wonderful guy and I love him for his unconditional acceptance, but I’m sure in his heart he was relieved to have a grandson that was just like him ( when they get together they are two peas in a pod ).  So, where am I going with this?  If, by and large ( and I’m saying In General.  Please don’t get all butt hurt and dredge out a single lone exception ) you have a certain mindset determined by body type, it is going to be foolish for others to expect you to change that.

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The military is infamous for ignoring the basic laws of physics.  Your ASVAB score doesn’t determine your job as much as does that months slot opening which must be filled.  And they think female combat troops are a good idea ( at least the Army.  But look at the idiots in charge over there ), but don’t get me started on that.  But it goes into depths much subtler than that.  Let’s say, oh just picking an occupation at random, you have a Survivalist Expert.  If his personality type is aggressive and assertive, his teaching is going to reflect that.  Being the Alpha Dog, he respects other Alpha Dogs ( the more timid type fear the Dogs.  They might respect their abilities, but being more analytical they can’t help but over think the whole thing and put their feeling under the microscope and in the end after long pondering accept the foolishness of their position and only begrudgingly accept their respect but understand it is conditional because they understand their underlying abilities which are not compatible with a foreign body type- believe me, this kind of thinking gets a bit convoluted and drearily long ).  If an Alpha dog is his superior officer, that man is right.  How can he not be right, he is the better Alpha.  He has won his leadership position so he is Always Right.  The same with a book author.  That Alpha won his position by being worthy enough to be published, so he Will Always And Forever Be Right. 

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When you are NOT analytical, you do NOT over think things.  You accept things using your own system of viewing the world.  And that is of The Alpha Dog Ultimate Fighting Competition.  Might Is Right and Right Is Victory.  Can you really expect an Alpha Dog to say he is sorry?  That he made a mistake previously and is now changing his mind?  Alpha Dogs don’t think like that.  They won, so they have to be correct.  To admit a mistake is to admit weakness.  If you change your opinion to reflect changing circumstances ( like, say, admit military nuclear sites are no longer the only criteria for relocating or that the UN troop occupation was obviously in hindsight just the gooberment playing us ) that is the same as saying you were once wrong.  To some of us, admitting we were wrong is just saying at the time we had incomplete information and so we made an error in computation.  To Alpha’s, admitting you didn’t have all the information is admitting you were not correct at all times, hence weak, hence admitting you are ripe for dethroning.  Alpha Survival Experts project confidence.  How could they not?  In their mind, they have to be right.  And the lesser groupies pick up on that and ooooh and aaaah and bow in unworthiness and embarrass the rest of us.  And then those masses run lemming like off the cliff, full of poorly thought out regurgitated outdated concepts of preparedness.  Later, bitches.

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Wednesday, August 21, 2013

more top twenty


MORE TOP TWENTY

Some days I shine through brightly with a subject matter so profound and wise all minions gasp in astonishment, fall to their knees mumbling about definitely without a doubt NOT being worthy and shield their eyes in humbleness.  Other days, like today, I’m close to brain dead and don’t have much to say.  But, I must persevere or I’ll just get fat and lazy and give up and you’ll never hear from me again. In that spirit, I present- Words To Pictures! For the longest time my Top Twenty List Of Bestest Post-Apocalypse Fiction Of All Time was just a line of graphic ads for each book.  I’ve pretty much covered every book here and there, throw away comments I’ve sprung on you unsuspecting, but I’ve never organized them in one place.  Now, obviously, I can’t go find them all.  But I can work on doing it all over again.  So from time to time I’ll take one book at a time and write about it in length from one sentence to multiple pages, as it pleases me, and then post it to my page of Top Twenty and before you know it it shall be a page all adore and revisit and recommend to all their friends and then I’ll become rich and famous and then the world will end before I can spend any of my money or meet neurotic Hollywood bitches that rub their augmented busts in my face and tell me what a stud I am.

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First on the list is “Lucifer’s Hammer”.  I really can’t see this book ever, ever never being dethroned as the best post apocalypse book of all time.  I just can’t.  Sorry.  I’ve talked about this book many times.  Yes, it was my cherry buster, my first encounter with post-apocalypse.  The reason I was open to other books on the non-fiction side of the aisle.  It started it all.  If it wasn’t for Lucifer’s Hammer, none of you would ever have heard of me or been allowed to bask in my greatness.  All Hail This Book for all it started!  But nostalgia isn’t the only reason I love this book above all others.  It is also one of the best of the genre ever written.  Contrary to 90% of the post-apocalypse books out there, research alone does NOT make a good story.  We aren’t talking about Rocket Science here.  The collapse of civilization isn’t all that difficult to figure out.  It is just subtracting things from present and figuring out the consequences.  Oh, sure, some things can trip you up.  Like if you don’t factor in spent nuclear fuel rods melting down following a lack of electrically circulated coolant.  It doesn’t matter if we avoid a nuclear war if you have power plants upwind.  But all in all, this stuff is pretty straight forward.  What is really nice for the reader is when the story both makes sense AND is well written ( and, yes, you are all very welcome. I’m doing you all a favor by NOT seriously pursuing fiction writing. I just seem to lack something in making the best idea into a half assed good story ).

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I think the reason Lucifer’s Hammer is so good, why it is better than  any other post-apoc novel EVER is that it was written by well skilled science fiction writers of a niche genre, world building.  You can write good sci-fi without this skill.  Plenty have done so.  Some are heads and shoulders above all others ( Frank Herbert of “Dune” comes to mind ).  When you build a new world from scratch, and do it well, the story that follows is much more believable because it convinces you that you are in a new reality.  You are allowed to suspend disbelief convincingly.  And this seems to be what almost all post-apocalyptic writers lack.  Their ability to construct a new world.  They merely take away some elements of our world, and most can’t even do that very well.  They try to drag pieces of a puzzle that don’t belong, pounding a square peg into a round hole ( this used to be a joke in the military, funny because it has to be true.  How do they test for officers?  The guy that forces a round peg into a square hole at the aptitude testing is made an officer ).  They can’t conceive of a world without unlimited petroleum and industry, so they invent never ending sources.  You get the idea.

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“Dies The Fire” is number two on the list.  Yes, I listed it above a lot of other very fine books.  And it seemingly violates what made Lucifer’s Hammer so good.  This was definitely a round peg into a square hole story, with supernatural powers magically rendering firearms and fuel non-functional.  The reason Stirling is allowed to get away with it is that once you get past this, the universe is almost as well done as in LH.  This is the second best post-apocalypse world yet invented.  Oh, you could nit-pick on the Celtic Druid tree worshiping or the much-too fast transition back to too close a carbon copy of medieval times, but they are minor complaints.  And the author even dulls some of the items that made his other works so much harder to swallow like the unrealistic female physical feats on the battlefield ( you still see that here, but they are less over the top ).  And the no-firearms rule even helps camouflage his seeming hatred for guns some of his other works hint at.  The ultimate vote for a book on this list is multiple readings.  The more I’m drawn back, the more often I want to re-read a book determines how great it is.  I can’t count the number of times I’ve read LH ( and I don’t often re-read fiction, so this is a serious barometer ), and I’m on #3 or four with “dies”.  So obviously the faults are very minor.

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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

dead trees


DEAD TREES

Yesterday afternoon I’m waiting for a donation at one of my grocery stores, which in this one is at the front door next to the newspaper racks ( most places I wait out of sight in the receiving area ).  I happen to notice a notice stating that the price of our local fish wrapper is increasing from 75 cents to a buck in X amount of days.  Now, the Reno paper is a buck or buck twenty-five, whatever, but you can understand that because of the transportation issue.  Not that I ever buy the Reno ( the Las Vegas paper has not been offered up here as long as I’ve lived here, although Starbucks carries the New York Post ) paper because the thing is a sodden piece of offal.  The local paper isn’t all that bad.  They cover regional news rather well.  You just have to factor in that that news is always a day or three behind.  News from out of state is even worse, almost as if the west bound train was still delivering the latest happenings from back East.  But as decent as the local paper is, seventy-five cents is a little steep for its thickness ( or lack thereof ).  A buck is just stupid.  On those off days where little happens I’d feel like a complete rub for having bought it at that price, as if I’d just wandered into New York City from Hayseed Nebraska and a nice Brooklyn gentleman sold me a once in a lifetime investment opportunity in a bridge.

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As I was loading up my donation and I was talking to the store help, she mentioned the local paper had ceased printing operations here locally about six months ago and had farmed that out to a facility north up in Idaho.  I had no idea.  I mean, in a way it makes sense.  You own three or five papers, none making all that much money because you no longer make much on classified ads, and since you just rehash AP news rather than have boots on the ground anywhere which means your product is a piece of crap no one much cares about anymore, the only way to make money is to shut down two out of three presses and pay the transportation costs.  In a traditional cheap oil economy this makes sense.  So I guess these idiot business owners think $107 a barrel oil is just a short time blip.  If X, Y or Z is done than we can get back to gushing cheap oil and all I have to do is hold on til then.  Never mind that this short term blip is going on six years now.  I mean, how embarrassing can you get.  Or, and I think this is more likely, there is another motivation entirely here.  The local paper wants you to stop buying dead tree copies and go to their online version.  They moved the printing KNOWING the transportation cost would be insane.  They are having the old paper reading geriatric dinosaurs subsidize the bottom line.  If you use dead trees, it is now a luxury and you will be charged accordingly.

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I see the same thing at Amazon, although I don’t believe it is intentional or evil.  As Bazos says, and I tend to believe him, the Kindle sales overtaking paper sales was totally unforeseen.  For all those talking heads wondering why Amazon bought the Washington paper, after the CEO claimed paper papers would all be extinct in twenty years, it isn’t much of a mystery.  Amazon bought a brand and I have no doubt they will push the Kindle version and price the paper version as a luxury item.  He wouldn’t have bought a newspaper prior to the success of Kindle.  But now that the way is clear, you follow profit with investment.  All the books that Amazon sells by third parties has been under somewhat the same pressure.  Not too many years ago you could buy used or new paper books, on average, at about half what they are now.  You are definitely seeing the increased cost of dead trees ( both the decrease in supply for increased demand for paper, and the associated delivery and manufacture costs ).  The trend is that the consumer pay for the reading device and the content provider pays for almost nothing physical ( kind of like my books have always been ).  More and more publishers will be virtual and more and more paper will be the higher consumer cost but zero inventory Print On Demand.

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Back in the Seventies when energy costs exploded, the basic strategy used was to lower paper quality and jam a lot more ink on each page.  Then, wasteful pukes during the Nineties went all stupid and had huge thick books covering retarded subjects with almost no words on each page.  All fluff.  They tried to generalize reading, thinking if the content reflected daytime TV talk shows everyone would start reading.  No luck there.  After that business model cost too many quarterly bonuses the new way is to punish the reader for wanting to read.  Now you are spending more on content as all the micro-niches are being once again filled, and being asked to provide the means to read the words.  Notice how close a lot of Kindle and paper books are in cost.  A Kindle version is $10, the paper $12.  The publisher pretends you are saving the $4 shipping cost so he claims the e-version is barely over half the price.  You are supposed to forget the difference in profit margins.  And you are supposed to forget your infrastructure cost to read the book.  I love books, so it pains me most publishers are out to screw me.  It taints the whole book love experience.  Also, as an aside, totally unrelated except for getting screwed and engineering behavior , I have a new and updated thought on ObammyCare.  I think the motivation, besides an insurance ( banker ) industry bailout and increased taxes ( the fines ) for the fedgov, is an actual effort to decrease health care participation.  As all costs skyrocket for the consumer, LESS care will be sought.  A way to triage an ailing industry- artificially decrease demand.  Bastards.

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Monday, August 19, 2013

peddling to work


PEDDLING TO WORK

I expect corporations to act like asshats.  Here is an entity that gets “super citizenship” status, treated by the government as a favored child and looked upon by the bankers as a nice money laundering operation- and yet still manages to waste money and act retarded.  Corporations are like children inheriting vast fortunes and being brought up with a silver spoon in their mouth who then precede to kill themselves with a drug overdose at frat party number 316.  A corporate CEO will more often than not do nothing right, waste other people’s money, then retire on a golden parachute.  It would be the perfect job to have if you didn’t have to put up with douchebags just like yourself all day long.  Unfortunately, it seems like most of the small businesses in the last decade have been modeled along corporate lines.  Some clueless Yuppie read “Forbes” and “Fortune” all day long while in their CorpCubical and thought the prevailing model was just super deluxe peachy keen.  And so they emulated it, including one of the most retarded aspects- chasing the middle class luxury dollar.  Wal-Mart is doing the same thing, thinking that they can capture a niche to their way by selling brand name merchandise cheaper than anywhere else.  For a time this will work because the middle class is shrinking.  But before long you run out of customers.  Hell, almost everyone is doing the Middle Class Deposable Income Ambulance Chase.  Even a popular Self-Reliance writer elsewhere is selling old timey drinking steins.  That worked great and more power to them.  But it ain’t going to last much longer.

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Except for the 1%, everyone is looking at shrinking incomes and shrinking purchasing power.  And luxury items- from eating out to marble countertops to lawn service- are on the chopping block.  To expect people growing poor as all costs explode to provide for your salary is the height of foolishness.  And yet, wouldn’t it be nice to have your own business?  One without debt of course.  And one that undercuts all competitors.  You have a huge advantage over everyone else.  You listened to me.  And for ten cents a month ( up to a thousand readers a day, around a hundred bucks a month income from writing [ pre-book purchase income ] which is a real drop from my heyday.  Not that I’m complaining as I have the best readers around except for that Shiite Heel that owes me $20.  I love you all, but I know no matter how generous you all stay, your numbers will never make me rich-and I don’t care ) I DO spew vast wisdom.  You know that the current business model is doomed by our transition from cheap and abundant to dear and rare petroleum.  You know you can’t sell luxury and you know any business involving gasoline is in trouble.  You might think something as simple as a chainsaw for removing trees won’t be affected, but look at the support structure behind it like the truck driven to the site and the owners expensive mortgage in a dwelling using central heat and a wife driving her own car.  The guy who thinks of ways to do without fuel is going to get and keep the future business in a lot of different areas.

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First thing, you need a business that you can pedal your bike and bike trailer to.  Just by doing away with gasoline and car insurance, you’ve drastically cut your costs.  Second, you must be living Bison Frugal, with no rent and no debt.  Even an immigrant owner using illegal help can’t compete with you if he has a truck and rent to pay.  Remember that guy in Texas that had a blog for some time on cheap trailer living?  He lived in a metro area, but his hidden city lot was paid for and had a cheap trailer on it.  You can live cheap in the city, some places.  Which is where your customers are.  Obviously this whole thing won’t work if you are thirty miles from town.  A long time ago I mentioned a few bicycle work ideas, such as mowing lawns and delivering video rentals.  This was of course pre-Redbox.  I’m not sure if it would still be viable.  But who says you can’t have more than one bike business?  Lawn mowing.  Video delivery.  Grocery delivery.  Mobile computer repair. Knife sharpening and mobile bike repair.  Each one is dirt cheap to start with minimal skills.  And you won’t have competitors if you start now.

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Every business listed above is eventually doomed to fail.  Once the economy collapses, so does all services.  But you are going to be The Last Man Out.  You can even use those skills to a limited extent after the collapse, but that is just a bonus rather than a reason.  The reason you want to have a business is because you can only rely on your job for so long.  You are betting on grabbing clients that have money a bit longer than you.  Like Seniors that can’t drive, shovel snow or mow lawns.  The secret is to make these so affordable they would be fools to pay anybody else.  Find out what traditional companies are charging.  Then how much Junior down the street is charging.  Then go below each one in cost.  And advertise to them your other skills.  For instance, you show up towing a hand powered lawn mower from your bike.  You can cheaply mow, sharpen that mower blade AND the clients knives, AND fix their bicycle ( or sell them a bike trailer just like the one you made ).  You can delivery groceries for just a few bucks extra, and since you can bike a ways you can charge Albertsons prices and shop at Smiths.  The senior only shops at the closest, Albertsons, so she can’t complain ( just be honest with them ).  You see where I’m going?  Live cheap, charge cheaper than anyone else, and beat the cost of petroleum by going with a Biking Business.  You get in great shape, make friends, and become more independent.

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Friday, August 16, 2013

hit the road jack


HIT THE ROAD JACK

I’d like to thank all assorted minions for this day’s gem of an idea.  Hitting the road, or migrating.  Now, I’m not talking about bugging out, as in a better place to go to avoid teaming masses of asshattery.  I’m talking about living in an area that becomes so totally humped that the entire population gets the hell out of dodge.  Such as when once fertile farmland turns to desert and there is no choice.  If you don’t try to find greener pastures you die.  Bugging out is knowing where you will go ( retreat ) and why ( urban area doomed ).  Migrations are unplanned with no destination.  A good example of this is going to be most of the southwest when there is longer the means to pump water ( or, the snowpack disappears for too many years ).  But when we get into such things as Super Duper Volcanic Eruptions ( remember and never forget, 25-75% odds of occurring in your pathetic lifetime ), you are going to run into the need to migrate even from an otherwise desirable area.  And it doesn’t even have to come from Nature.  Man is more than happy to start wars of ethnic cleansing to jump-start migrations.  Now, the thing about migrations is, you ain’t looking at hopping on an airplane.  There will be no rail service out of the area.  Road surfaces will be destroyed or blocked.  You are going shoe leather express.

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Americans inherited Baby Jesus’ once in a species event of a gushing waterfall of surplus energy.  We squandered it as fast as we could, and in the process we became insanely delusional as to the availability of this resource, going to very embarrassing lengths to convince ourselves the bounty would never end ( if any minion brings up Frack Oil, I shall be forced to cancel your Loyal Minion status, demand the return of the Secret Decoder Ring, and fine you twenty seven Bison Bucks ).  We think our demigods, our motor vehicles, are our freedom and our purpose for being.  They are going to be your traps come migration time.  There is a special federal government agency tasked with nothing more than locking you in place, prohibiting your exit from danger areas.  And unlike most Keystone Kop agencies, they can be successful because of the limited number of roads/rails/ports they can control.  Your only escape will be on foot.  So please dispense with all the Okkie Migration fantasies.  I understand most post-apocalypse fantasy stroke rags depend on the standard plot device of 99.9% population die-off and unconstrained shopping thereafter by our Special Forces Super Hero.  But even baring the existence of the TSA, you still have to deal with the nasty messy reality of Too Many Other People Spoiling Your Carefully Laid Plans.  But even THEN, even if you are not robbed or eaten as you migrate, you still will not make it.  Someone at the other end of your path will object to dying so you can live. 

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Those that migrate will face an almost guaranteed death.  There will be no distant paradise NOT already inhabited, and the nature of the die-off is that the Too Much Overpopulation has run squarely into the Not Enough Resources.  Let me put this as plainly as can be so you understand me.  Those that migrate are self-propelled meat-on-the-hoof.  You are delivering yourself to a strangers stew pot.  During a famine, there is NO charity.  If I were a deity and some stupid sum-bitch thought starving his kid was okay as long as he fed a stranger in need, I’d smite that fool to the lowest bowel of hell.  You WILL be eaten.  What you need to do is think outside the Hive Mind.  We all have Monkey Minds.  You can’t escape it.  The Group is life.  Stay grouped, do not Lone Wolf.  And when the natural inclination is to escape and migrate, a strategy that is age old and used to work when the entire globe wasn’t arsehole to elbow, you tend to want to join the group.  Because if you stay, there won’t be any more or less resources ( you have ZERO ), but there surely won’t be a group.  So you stay with the Hive.  Wrong answer.  Let the Hive wander away to certain death.  Stay with your much smaller new and improved tribe.  But you had better have that seven years’ worth of food for everybody.  Look, we all acknowledge that we have to stock the crap out of ammo because once it is gone we won’t even see any again.  It is an Industrial Age product and we have no choice but to over-pay and over-stock and husband the supply.  Once gone, Bad Things Happen.  You need to look at grain as the same.  It is only affordable because of the Industrial Age.  If you stock enough, you don’t need to migrate to your death.

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Twelve thousand years ago, give or take the extinction time of Neanderthals or what have you, something happened.  Call it a super volcano erupting or an asteroid hitting.  Large yummy animals all went extinct ( yes, it could have just been too many people hunting too few herds following a few years of drought.  No one knows for sure.  Comrade Ol Remus covered one possibility this week about ice core samples.  Check it out ).  And mankind went Agricultural Age.  More is the pity because we went from independent money tribes to Planet Of The Apes centralized, ruled, enslaved giant size tribes.  We aren’t meant to be farmers, evolutionarily speaking.  We are nomadic meat hunters.  But once the herds are gone and the population of monkey’s got too high, we were locked in.  So stock your wheat and get over its inadequacy.  Otherwise your only choice becomes nomadic cannibalism.  Because whether man made global poisoning/mining of all fertile soil, or a soon to blow super volcano, or just running out of enough oil to feed the three thousand mile away city, we are all going to be forced to migrate to survive a denuded area.  You can be the one in ten million and plan ahead for this easy and cheaply.

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