LIVING IN A CAVE*
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I’m at The Burning Platform today, simply amazed that my morning Internet reading has actually been very productive two whole days in a row ( it is rare to get one day that there is so much good read material it stretches out into three or four hours rather than half that ), and I’m reading something by Straight Line Logic ( I believe it was “declining and falling” ) with one reader posting that while the article was good, he wanted to know what he could do about the information besides just hiding out in a cave.
I know where the poster was coming from. You can forever read all these doom and gloom articles, either identifying the problem with no solution, or with one that is simply stupid ( if we all change our basic biology, we can save the world! ), and it gets frustrating. And I’m not implying that people are lazy and should have figured out what to do on their own. When you first encounter this kind of stuff, you really have zero idea how anyone can respond to it. Look at the Cold War nuclear threat. No one had really thought about how to react to the threat of near decimation, globally, and so in our confusion we blindly accepted what in hindsight seems silly.
Despite it seemingly being a communist plot to get the Western powers to de-arm, the movie “Threads” is one of my favorites in dispelling some of these Feel Good Nonsense strategies. Those government instructions on expedient fallout shelters were savaged rather well. As were the underground bunkers. Not that the depictions are necessarily completely correct-they just highlight how far too optimistic official coping strategies were. That being the point. When you cannot think about the unthinkable, you latch on to what seems at first to be a great coping strategy.
Then, later, if you even take the time to think deeply about it, you realize what putrid swill you willingly quaffed. The Cold War delivered our salvation in the form of too small underground shelters with inadequate rations ( not that you wanted much more in the way of sewage than what 500 calories a day in hard candy and Saltine crackers would deliver ) and far too optimistic recovery times ( seemingly calculated on affordable supplies on hand rather than the actual properties of radiation ). The Gore Warming threat offered up mass pleading and prayer as a solution to industry pollutants ( but by gum, don’t you DARE think about giving up driving your SUV! ), as if we were still a bunch of dirty Hippies hoping to levitate the Pentagon through meditation.
And the threat of civilization collapse? It’s just Business As Usual because, well, by golly, in the past they took 300 years to happen. We are all still good, dawg! Plenty of time to profit off of warning about the Gore Warming, prescribing
permaculture and a solar panel with a CFL. So, to demand any other solution besides living in a cave, you just want to hear the same historical balm to sooth your anxieties. But, guess what? Literally living in a cave is exactly your only solution.
Yes, I understand this and don’t practice it. I have the means to do so. I own land far enough away to be safe, and I have the finances to rent a U-Haul to stock it, as well as rent power equipment to dig a new B-POD. I could start today and be ready in a few months, if not sooner. Fully aware of the danger of NOT doing so, I choose to have the first fulfilling relationship in my life, finally with a woman whose company I enjoy and who I can actually communicate with. I choose a spouse over a safe harbor. I just don’t have any illusions I’ve made the correct choice for survival. I prep just in case I survive against all odds.
Logically, how does being around any people you have not personally vetted, armed and provisioned for ( all the while having your benign version of a secret police in case of insurrection ) NOT dramatically decrease your life expectancy? I understand most preppers subconsciously minimize the actual danger so as to cope with their poor decisions such as still living in the cities, but if you are actually honest with yourself, tabling all that BS you usually fine dine on, you know there is only one way to survive the Seneca Cliff die-off. Hermitage ( I wonder if this will be my inspiration to re-try to write that book again? I was actually sad when I had to stop writing it out of mental blockage-I think it is a necessary addition to strategy ).
Living in a small town is a great economic collapse strategy, and a great Quality Of Life decision. But it STILL blows as a die-off event plan. It takes one bullet to kill you, and while four million bullets have a better chance of killing you, even if it is only four HUNDRED bullets your odds are still close to zero ( just not negative zero! ). Until you get those odds down to one on one, and that only works since you have the home town advantage on any interlopers, you cannot hope to realistically survive. The only other realistic alternative to hermitage is to bug out, and that is only viable if you have a butt load of supplies cached, AND can actually leave in time.
Both of which are problematic. Not impossible, but highly suspect viability wise. We’ve talked of bug out time lines before. If you are so weak and lazy you need all the luxuries a city home provides, there is NO friggin way you’ll be honest with yourself as to when to pull the cord on bugging out. You’ll keep justifying putting that moment off. I’m not judging-it is just human nature. It doesn’t necessarily mean you have a character flaw. We are all like that, fearing change. It is an actual species survival mechanism ( not that it helps the individual survive ). You must force yourself to change before it is needed. As far as pre-supplied cache locations, and more, that will have to wait for tomorrow.
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I live on the edge of a small town and have adopted a strategy of making sure the neighbors think I am crazy without being dangerous.ReplyDelete
Folks tend to avoid crazy.
It's not hard to do, walk around town, be nice to everyone you meet, but make sure they see you pick up a few cigarette butts, go through a dumpster or two. Heck, I even got a nice 4 inch LED light that fell off a truck that will light my version of the BPOD.
This minimizes the amount of folks who will look at you as a food bank when hard times come as the first thing they think is you don't have anything to begin with, and what you might have is not worth the effort.
Of course the pool of women I can choose from doing it this way are highly suspect, but as long as the internet is up and still has porn, I am fine with that.
What's suspicious in those women? They want crack and have VD. Pretty simple. I like your idea of picking up cigarette butts. At the end of the day you have a nice collection of pipe tobacco. And I love your strategy of Nice But Po. I might steal that for a hermitage lifestyle.Delete
'Nice But Po' works fine to avoid being targeted by the general populace, but you also need the 'liked or well off enough to have an attorney' to keep the busy bodies like social services and cops away. It is an increasingly fine line, but I think in many places it is still possible. Money or assets can make you a target if anyone wants that amount of money or assets. Having a prepaid for lawyer retainer for a decent general purpose law firm will get known about in the circles that care to know. When asked 'why you need it' just make up a story about a distant out of state friend who needed an attorney but didn't have one on retainer so lost everything fighting false charges, free now but lost too much due to lack of a retainer. Sure it is paranoid, but the law is the biggest threat to everyone's freedom until rule of law falls apart completely. And being in jail or prison when things fall apart is the WORST possible survival situation- or even just having your assets forfeited until you can 'prove their innocence'.Delete
I agree with the strategy being needed, but I also fear if you can afford a retainer, you have hidden assets. Or so goes their viewpoint.Delete
I do emphasize the nice part. If they perceive you as a threat, then you become target number one.ReplyDelete
I really do need to get another pipe, but they can use a lighter up in no time. I just use rolling papers, it really messes with both the cops and the potheads.
Back when I was rolling cigs instead of stuffing them, rolling papers were hideously expensive. Damn stoners. Do you have a cheap source? The tubes with filter are only about two cents each after shipping.Delete
Radio Cab in pdx gives out logo rolling papers and matches, while they drive you to or from a pot dispensary. The city has a few good things left, to go with $2300+ 1bdroom apt's.Delete
At least it is so lush and green it is harder for the Progressives to burn it down during protests against their White selves.Delete
People target people that look threatening?
If someone looks like he'd stab me in the face I stay a long way away from him.
Victims almost always look like victims, panty waist, meek, etc., and deserve what they have coming. Besides, I can't imagine any real man pretending he's crazy unless he really is. Seems silly. Rather than go through all those contortions just stay away from everybody, act like a professional man when you can't. You know, kinda like what you were born for.
Target later, once it is legal to shoot someone, was my understanding.Delete
Main items are to go about your business in a quiet and unobtrusive manner. Don't be a nuisance towards neighbors or the area. Keep your area clean and neat, be responsible, etc. Don't be a loud mouth talker, play loud music, especially coming or going in your vehicles like ghetto/whitey trash. Button up in your house/dwelling is a version of cave dwelling, just self segregate from the rest of society.ReplyDelete
Also known as "wigger"
so that's a 'wigger'. i've seen that word but knew not its meaning. thanks.Delete
Buy a one dollar notebook at Dollar General, I have been smoking of one for 6 months now, I figure I can get another month off it.ReplyDelete
Harsh? Maybe, but then how is drawing smoke into your lungs a safe thing? You get used to it just like PT
If I'm ever desperate enough, I suppose, but I get a free filter with a paper anyway, for that two cents. I haven't been able to handle non-filter since my late 20's.Delete
I'm already bugged out. Walked over to my neighbors garden this morning about a mile from here and he handed me 2 zooks that were as big as a baby's torso. Almost. I kid you not they are 6" in dia and about 14" long. Each. He's selling them for 50 cents each but gave me 2 cause I'm nice. LOLReplyDelete
His corn is taller than knee high already, it ain't waitin for the 4th of July, and I bet I'm skarfing on some in a month or so. His celebrity tomatoes are about 2" right now and will be 4" in another month and these guys actually have some flavor in em. The only flavor store bought tomatoes have are what you conjur from your child hood.
I spent a lifetime in the past 10 years creating the life I should have had 40 years prior. If I can't make it here I probably won't do better anywhere else. I guess it just depends on how far down the bottom is. The older you get the less scared you are of dying.
"the older you get..." True, and yet few of us have the wisdom to prep well until we are old. This is definitely a design flaw. Or not. I guess breeding takes precedence and then the species could care less if you survive or not.Delete
Zucks, that reminds me of a joke, the one that goes "You know you are living in the country when you lock your car doors to prevent your neighbors from putting more zucchini in it".Delete
I forget who said it, but was funny
I never heard that before-it is funny as hell. I have always wondered why folks plant more than what they can eat and dry. Of course, I guess entire industries do the same, which is why such abominations as turkey jerky, turkey sausage, turkey patties and turkey hot dogs exist.Delete
'remember the saying, 'youth is wasted on the young'?Delete
now that i'm old i know what it means.
definitely a design flaw.
GS is now where he sees it would have been good to be 40 years ago!
'too soon old, too late smart.'
you got the understanding at a young age, JD. you have been blessed with foresight.
Of course, the good thing about getting old is dying starts being preferable. So there is that :)Delete
"I have always wondered why folks plant more than what they can eat and dry."Delete
The neighbor I mentioned lives next door, about 700' feet from my front door to his, and he's about 70 years old and has a bad knee. The garden I mentioned is at his mothers house about 1 mile from here. She died a few years ago at the age of 93 and ran that garden all of her life and supplied her extended family with food. As the years went by kids moved off, husbands died, etc. but all the food kept coming so she set some tables up in the front yard and started selling it. A basket of about 5 celebrity tomatoes is $3, green bell peppers are 50 cents, so are cucumbers, zooks, corn is 3 ears for a dollar, cantelopes and small watermelons are $2. My neighbor has always helped his mother and now he runs the garden for himself. He got downsized from his about about 8 years ago and never got another. He's on SSN and makes a little money on the side with the garden and some other things he does in the gardening world. All cash money. He saves his own seeds for the following year. I see him doing this until he dies even if the gov't money system fails and as long as I can pay, or do work, I'll be one of his customers. I sort of consider him a tribe member though we have never specifically talked about it. I'm very cautious what I say to everybody. Hell, even my wife of 34 years doesn't know everything I'm up to. Never show all your cards to anyone, ever.
I suppose it also makes sense to over produce in case a few plants get ate or blighted. I didn't think of that before. But I think I'd sacrifice to the compost gods and not try to give it away if nobody wanted it. Don't get me wrong, a gun up my ass wouldn't compel me to plant earth rapers such as zucchini or broccoli or other tools of the devil, but I suppose in theory even then I could have too much of something. But I'd also have a solar dehydrator, so I'm STILL not sure how "begging thy neighbors" surplus happens.Delete
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I cover this in tomorrows article, briefly. I haven't done it myself, but have watched videos from folks who seem to have a better handle on it than I.Delete
Don't forget that rebar and use more than you think you need cause that dirt is heavy than you know, especially when it gets wet. Think of a shotcrete in ground swimming pool, 'cept upside down.Delete
It is good that you have found a woman that will put up with you and at the same time makes you happy! You have already won the only lottery that counts.ReplyDelete
Ah! Sweet sweet love! Congratulations! WE were never going to survive anyway, we were prepping so we could go out with a bang! Glad you are in a good place old friend. the Rat.
Some days when grumpier than normal, I find myself pining for solitude and hermitage. Then I shake myself out of it and my inner voice screams obscenities at me. Dumbass! You finally got what you've always looked for. Enjoy, and stop sweating the future so much. Writing, no boss except minions who adore my hair, and a great woman. If I want more at times, I am just playing the idiot savant. I know I have it better than most. Just got to fight human nature to look over the fence at the other grass.Delete
sometimes that 'other' grass is full of snakes.Delete
and, even though it seems lusher, remind yourself that you'd probably have to mow it.
Ha! Good one.Delete
Here bouts, it would need be an artificial shell mound. First ensuring the base be above the high water mark lol...ReplyDelete
Might as well just do a houseboat, I'd imagine.Delete