TOO MUCH
Well, I’ve been setting this one aside for quite awhile, hoping I could keep postponing the inevitable day when there simply wasn’t a darn thing to write about. Oh, I guess I could read more news every morning and talk about current events, but that is just a vast putrid time sink, the kind you might find in aDMV or a garage full of Natural Geographic magazines from the 1940’s. Both the reading and writing part. Even the items I do cover of a topical nature are mainly wastes of time. Which is proof enough if you need it that the darn collapse is taking way too long if you’ve been reading this for five years. You could have shelled out $3 in 2006 for my Frugal Survivalist e-book, spent a few hours reading it, then completely ignored the drama of the road-rage/road wrecks towards Apocalypse and not missed too much. It might all be fascinating or mildly entertaining but ultimately the show serves very little purpose. So why not just throw more navel gazing your way, as you’ve already proven to be a ready audience, eyes bright in the advancing headlights, frozen in inaction. Today’s burning question is, what the heck do I do if the world doesn’t end in the first weeks of June, 2012 ( the first paycheck after child support ends, the world ends as I am not meant to enjoy the fruits of my labor )?
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I know most of you could easily blow through $400 a month. You would be buying more semi-auto weapons, more semi-auto magazines, more semi-auto ammunition and more semi-auto accessories like laser sites, tactical nuclear weapon tipped grenade launchers and radar imaging TV screens. You would throw more money down the 401(k) rathole, the mortgage craphole and the SUV black hole. You would be bribing your wife with diamonds so you could get some nasty more than once a month ( the next time the wife asks, “you got a hand don’t you?”, answer with “oh, you’re right. Get out” ). You would be buying the kids McSlop’s or getting them tennis shoes that didn’t have any holes in them. In short, you would totally waste the extra money, the whole time wondering why you are dead ass broke and destined to work until the day after you die ( tip to Wal-Mart on saving money so you don’t have to rip me off on my food items- prop up a dead greeter with a motion detector to play the digital recording “hi, welcome to Wal-Mart”. When he gets too ripe, replace with another cadaver. The live one’s move so slow no one can tell the difference and bribing the funeral director will be much cheaper. Old dudes- demand a cut of his action with a funeral discount ). I can’t waste money like that. I’ve trained myself to be so cheap that any consumer spending that doesn’t make me money ( books ) or keep me alive ( food ) goes against my nature. Why spend money on a car if insurance gets too expensive, gas becomes rationed or the mechanic sees most of your disposable income? Why eat out now that the crap is so much more expensive and tastes like cardboard dipped in grease? Why have a bigger domicile if the taxman is just going to screw you out of enjoying it?
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And how many preps can you own? You can always refine and add and tweek, but at some point you have to stop getting too crazy on it. Oh, I’ll spend more on ammunition for the Enfield and get serious about the reloading components. I’ll always be buying more wheat ( I like the idea about the twenty year stash, hoping I’ll live that much longer ). Here is my basic criteria on what to do with my new found embarrassment of riches, should the world not end next summer. Anything spent is temporary only. Nothing budgeted I can’t change my mind and immediately stop paying ( for instance, I wouldn’t get broadband Internet access if it came with a two year commitment ). If I start renting a car once a month, I’ll not only make the wife much happier since she can get into town, I’ll be able to buy bags of wheat and other bulk items I can’t handle on my bike ( no, I won’t buy a trailer and haul them that way. I put enough mileage on just getting to work and I’m burning enough calories schlepping thousands of pounds a day there ). If I need that extra $80 a month, I can stop. But in the mean time it is a luxury I’ll be able to afford ( call it an even $100 after the wife gets slot machine playing money ). Another $100 in 250 pounds of wheat, or 125 pounds of pinto beans or 200 pounds of white flour or whatever. Come next summer, I should have even more storage space ( hallway to underground bunker ) although I still have plenty to spare now if I go down into the spider pit. $100 will go towards ammo and once in a great while a gun ( I’d like to replace my tube fed semi rimfire with a few single shots, plus one of these days I’ll supplement my Enfields with an arsenal of 223 singles with mil-dot scopes. Plus, if they are still available, Russian bolts and ammo, once I get full up on everything else gun-wise. And I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to invest in post-apoc bikes and parts which will be a back-up for my daily riding, plus the occasional cash savings ( I won’t get crazy there, as too much cash is just inflation-bait ). But for all of the above, I can’t see it lasting all that long.
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After so many tons of wheat, why go on? After twenty or thirty thousand rimfire, why continue? I think if I reach that point, and I have the land paid, I’m in trouble with over half my take home pay sitting around burning a hole in my pocket. I’ll build underground on the other pieces of land, hell, I’ll even pay for a backhoe instead of digging it myself. That can either be back-up residences or a home for my son if he ever moves out this way. I don’t know what the heck I’ll do after that point. I can’t increase my book budget past what I have now, I’ll just start buying crappier books. I’ll already be totally maxed on preps ( even doubling or tripling the solar panels will only take a month or two ). Perhaps I’ll just start a publishing company and sink all the cash into book inventory. Until then, I’ll have plenty of time to write a few of the books, and if it succeeds, I can will a business to the kids. That should take care of the next twenty years of surplus earnings. Damn, what a great problem to have.
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Monday, December 19, 2011
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There is a phase, after a year or so after one started to prep seriously, when a survivalist asks oneself "how many is enough ?".
The answer to that is "when you have too much of it". Basically, one keeps on accumulating stuff because the internal fear is still present.
At one given time, you find yourself confronted with the difficulty of finding room to put the newly acquired preps. At that moment, the internal fear is gone, and you stop accumulating. The more tidy personalities will want to streamline it all a bit better, but basically the preps are ready.
As always with survivalism, it has the least to do with any real concern - hence the vague name "SHTF". It has all to do with what is happening inside your skull, and this is also what really counts.
Although in comparison to Lord Bison I didn't attend as much sessions of the "Shit Sandwich School of Life" (the only school for what really counts), I noticed that the most difficult aspect of being in a bad patch is how our mind reacts to it.
Nobody I know of has been hungry or had to fight for his life because of a bad moment in life. This is not what we are avoiding to experience again. What we want to avoid is how we felt at that moment.
This is why survivalists are typically not obsessed about food or bunkers, but with "the rat race" and political issues.
The "Yuppie Survivalist" is not a survivalist but basically someone who hasn't become an adult yet.
If you've got a Home Depot in your town, look into renting one of their trucks. Holy Preps, Batman! You can carry FAR more than with a car, and just disguise your load with a few sheets of the fabled OSB or something. I rented one and carried in two loads, what would have taken 4 in my neighbor's fullsize truck. Renting him and his truck would have cost me 3X as much. I used the truck half a day and it came to $75, not bad for the large load I was able to carry. One thing that made the numbers work out well for me was, I had a capable helper on each end, at one end the guy I bought stuff from, at the other, I hired my neighbor and for $50 and a 12-pack of beer the loading at my end was a breeze and he was very happy.
Otherwise, yes, renting a car can be a fine way to go. If you need carrying capability and don't want to go the truck route, when I was on a sports team we used to rent Lincoln Town Cars since you could fit more athletes in and their gear, and it was $10/day cheaper than the minivans.
Renting a car once a month can be MUCH cheaper than owning.
But have you considered teaching the bitch to ride a bike and hauling duo bike trailers? For the bike, as always, get an Electra they're worth 3 Wal-bikes. For the trailer, they show up all the time, and all have the same basic frame, what you want is a low-profile to catch less wind, like the Burley Nomad. Most you find will be set up for carrying babies or small children. You just need to trim the top, wind-catching, part down and make it more of a cargo box. Don't get a single-wheel type like a BOB, they're a bear to ride with, they're made for one function: To get in/out of remote "grow" sites in the thick woods/weeds on single trails.
I have a few more items I 'need' and then I will have reached that point of acquiring survival items that I want. The happiest day was when I put Mrs. SurvivorDan on a budget 3 months ago.
No more flying to Hawaii or such once or twice a year. No more giving the toxic step-kids our money 'cuz they used their rent money on dope. And she knows that when her Sentra dies....that's it. No more car. I told her to get a job if she wants a car. Yeah she didn't like it and implied that I wasn't going to get any. Bah-ha-ha! I already wasn't! And master, when she made a similar comment as to the 'hand' thing, I laughed and laughed. She has now accepted her lot. I only get the occassional dig about buying prep stuff for later when she wants frivolous 'stuff' now. I just went to Honeyvilles and got several butane stove back-ups. And more rice (hey, I'm Asian). Am consolidating my armory by selling some calibers and getting more ammo for the remaining smokepoles. She thought the extra gun sales money was there to spend on trips and such and stashed it away for that purpose. Not! I got it back. Foolish woman. I let her run rampant with money for years (yes...me was pussy whipped). No more. Life is good for this prepper. S.D.
Uh-oh. If she reads this I'll only have the hand! Bah-ha-ha!
Bravo SurvivorDan. You have discovered one of the secrets of the universe; if you’re too poor to sue you are also too poor to divorce. While consolidating your guns is more difficult than selling children it is the right thing to do. While I will always like toys I have learned that working harder to buy more crap is wrong. Congrats.
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