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NARY A DROP TO DRINK

When people hear the word “desert”, most immediately drop into panic mode, rush to the nearest faucet and drink rapidly, then go take a twenty minute shower, then, purged of the filth they have heard, go re-read a book, any book, by northern Idahoan survivalists writers who advocate that all right thinking preppers simply MUST grow their own food or they will die off rapidly, poor, and in disfavor of their god.  And you know what?  I’m glad.  I’m happy to be one of a minority, those happy to be in the desert waiting for the apocalypse.  Today I’d like to cover a bit of ground brought up by a Yankee living in lush fully hydrated surroundings.  He brought up many good points, mainly getting folks to think about whether committing to a pro-Western prepping course was a good idea.  And he is right to caution you.  The Un-Named Survivalist Guru who encourages a new nation of Catholic soldiers clustering in the central northwest is asking his minions to embrace semi-arid living, yet most of his followers are Yuppie Scum who would shrivel and die without gardens and McMansions and semi-auto’s and SUV’s.  They won’t last in the desert.

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If you live in some parts of eastern Washington, northern Idaho, western Montana and Wyoming, then you can successfully grow your own vittles, in relative isolation, with adequate rainfall.  This is a small-ish ( for the West ) oasis.  The rest of the West, with cheaper land and/or actual jobs to be had, is in extreme water deficit.  In my location in eastern Nevada the rainfall is better than in a lot of other desert locations but the soil is utterly worthless and would only feed a few small families IF you ranged far and wide every year bringing back organic matter to continually feed the dirt.  For almost all of the West, which definitely includes all of southern California and some of its center, the dry desert is the norm.  And beautiful country, spoiled only by the multitudes of worthless and weak oxygen wasters who can’t handle cold weather ( which is pretty funny to witness, as most fools who move here to the northern parts think desert means Mohave rather than Mongolia ).  But farming country?  Not on your life.  The parts that farm, aside from the rainfall blessed portions mentioned above, are just throwing artificial fertilizer and deep irrigated water ( now that the New Normal is the New Thousand Year Drought, irrigation sometimes goes so deep that the aquifer won’t replenish for centuries if not longer-it is a one off drawdown and nobody admits to that idiocy ) into infertile soil and calling the extra sunshine the new way to farm.  Morons.

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When you strip the soil of nutrients, you are not farming but mining.  All civilizations eventually are guilty of this.  What we did in the West was the same, in a few areas, but mostly we just factory farmed which doesn’t work outside the Oil Age.  Add in the fact the life of most dams situated west of the Rockies ( and before the lush strip of coast from ‘Frisco on up ) has surpassed the original silt-up estimations to the millennial drought to the need for petroleum and you face farm failure on a widespread basis.  Yet we still think we can keep packing more people into the desert, the East since long ago overpopulated.  Growth Uber Alles.  And the Yuppie Survivalists who flee the duel coasts implosion are still looking at the miracle of watermelons from Phoenix or Bakersfield and thinking they can also meet the Farmer John The Survivalist stereotype all sad and pathetic New York publishers hype with the Guru Of The Decade preparedness cash-in.  Traditional publishers are worse than Hollywood, a perpetual sequel machine so afraid of financial risk that nothing new may be introduced.  Same tired advice since the 1970’s.

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Newsflash, sports fans-most of the Earths surface is NOT suitable for farming.  The parts that are is what have been fought after for the last seven thousands years, give or take.  You can actually live without farming, and you can actually live with very little water.  The Great Basin, which is mostly comprised of the state of Nevada ( not including Las Vegas, a location I despise for giving this great State a befouled name-not because of gambling or other “sins” but for its population of imported useless eaters which somehow believes they own the rest of the place but do nothing for it.  Those monkey molesters inhabit another geographical formation ), is full of snow melt that goes nowhere.  At the termination points there is marshland in a retarded form, where most Indigs eked out a sad and pathetic living.  In the eastern part of the state the rainfall was sufficient for grassland to support nomadic raiders.  One of the worst climate locations in the US STILL supported populations of limited size that did NOT farm.  And who survived with little water ( and witness the Apaches who lived on far less than even that ).  Farming for survival can actually be a determent rather than an intelligent strategy.  But it does take a TRUE desert dweller, rather than Yuppie Scum fantasy followers.  More tomorrow.

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