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FOUR PER MILE


On August 25th, a day that might, given the state of the mainstream media and their eternal quest to find the most blatantly retarded factoid and shrill it up as actual news, go down in infamy as the day our good buddy and fellow brother blogger Creekmore tried to be all sly and pull a fast one on us. He was comparing the population figures per square mile of his neck of the woods, rural Tennessee where there are actually too few sheep to be nervous but where I think it has been reported that the faint tinkle of banjos have been heard, and happening to just casually, almost while seeming to pull the location out of thin air, mention the figures for Elko county, where not only are sheep very afraid when the bordellos run out of two for one coupons two days before payday, but where yours truly has domiciled. It seems that Tennessee is positively crawling with shifty eyed half-Yankees with something like 40 persons per square mile, while Elko county is four people per ( you thought this article was something about the gas mileage on my retired truck and my unadulterated love for bicycles, didn’t you? ).

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Okay, I might be off on the TN population figure. It might be more. I am pretty sure that most families have a few Yankees in their woodpile though, being a border state and all. His point was that his state had the resources necessary to take care of all those folks, so a low population density isn’t needed ( actually, the main point of the article seemed to be that east of the Mississippi has oodles of great retreat locations ). Hey, no argument here. If you have twenty three cousins all within a few miles of your holler, it might be crowded but they all have your back also. Well, not Uncle Ezekiel, he’s a bit of a loner since the UFO’s abducted him and probed him a mite long. But everyone else does. And, chances are there just have to be a few second or third cousins out there that are pretty hot, Daisy Duke like, not just HoverRound candidates. Remember, just not FIRST cousins. That’s where those banjo’s come from. There are plenty of great retreat locations, even back east. Even crowded ones. There are a certain amount of stupid places to be, like a huge metro area. Everything else is manageable with precautions. And every one of them must conform to your notions, not other writers. You are the one living there and staking your life on that decision. But of course, this is just like 9mm verses 45 or any other debate. We can’t leave it alone, we have to keep talking it to death. Hey, talking stuff to death is what you suckers pay me to do ( and I mean suckers as One Born Every Minute, not ghetto vernacular type suckers ). And, before I go on, 9mm is a limp wristed fag toy. I’ll allow it if you are using a suppressor for close in sentry removal ).

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For the last ten thousand years or so, farmers and herder/nomads have had a rivalry thing going on. Kind of like the Squids verses the Jarheads ( although, really, when one guy wears an orange juice squeezer on his head and the other has a broomstick up his ass, why is either feeling superior? ). They are from different worlds. So, no matter what I say, if you are inclined toward farming, that is the path you will take. I’m all jiggy with that, homeslice. You trade off, crowds for growing food. Nomads trade off no crowds for food on the hoof. Farmers can grow a huge surplus and buy a professional army. Nomads live sustainably off the land and control their population. And serve as their own army. Farmers are one bad period of weather away from famine. Nomads one hoof and mouth disease away from needing to kill the farmers ( going up against fixed defenses, not their strong point ) or die themselves. Neither is better, it just depends on what you prefer. But, keep something in mind.

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A huge land area desert county with sparse population will not be an attraction to surrounding urban areas. You won’t see too many folks trying to move there. After all, sage brush is not edible. Any mild weather farming area will be a magnet. But here is something even better. Not only will most of the current natives move out prior to the die-off, after that event you will have left a population of only several square miles per one person. Not four people per square mile currently, at least four square miles per person! This is exciting stuff, believe it or not. Not too many of us are capable of living completely alone. We need some kind of companionship and support network. But I’d rather be part of a few hundred person settlement than a few tens of thousands. There is more control of whatever political process is taking place. Your voice is heard, not ignored. Lacking anonymity, people usually act more decent.

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Most of the West is already pretty deserted, and those areas with population are only there because of a huge infrastructure that was built when oil was so abundant it was practically a nuisance, and labor was dirt cheap. Oil Down, people move the hell out of there. Again, you can’t eat sagebrush. For those that can hang in there, you have elbow room and all non-related neighbors. If you aren’t hung up on farming. Not a perfect plan, not much is given today’s circumstances. But great if you want to minimize people sharing your oxygen. Because arid regions will more easily withstand the die-off ( folks are leaving, not trying to get in ). Four square miles per person. Sure, it is crap land. But all yours and your nervous sheep.

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ASSUMING ASSETS


We are all aware of what happens when you assume. You make an ASS out of U and ME. I’m rather confused as to why anyone would assume they have any assets at all to pay off debt. It used to be a Sunday ritual, back when I was living in Carson City and working seven days a week ( mainly to pay off lot rent ), me and the old lady would watch a movie or two on the broadcast TV. Whenever I rented a movie, there was hell to pay as she always had something bad to say about them. But TV movies were okay. It took me awhile to figure out that it wasn’t me seeing boobs that pissed her off, but the fact she had to shut up for almost two hours straight. I don’t normally watch TV during the day, it encourages bad habits like starting to live in front of the thing ( like all bad habits, they are fine in moderation ). But I allowed myself this luxury. I seriously needed downtime working fifty hours a week at the paycheck job and another twenty to thirty researching and writing the blog. The usual formula for these movies was that they took an hour and a half movie, cut off fifteen minutes, and had about forty five minutes of commercials during a two hour time slot. God, but there were a buttload of bad commercials. Anyway, a lot of those commercials were independent commercial colleges. You know the ones, earn a nursing assistant degree in eighteen months kind of thing. Also, there were NO gold jewelry cash in commercials.

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Nowadays, I still try to watch a Sunday movie or two. Mainly because after reading about six hours on Saturday, I have a tolerance for only a few hours the next day. TV relaxes me with its mind cocaine and kills the time. A bad habit, but counteracted with very limited TV during the evening anymore ( the Sunday movie uses the sun, evening TV uses the battery ). There seem to be a smidge less commercials, probably reflecting the general trend towards degreased ad budgets. Plenty of Sell Your Gold commercials. But almost no college commercials. They have mostly moved to prime time. Now, I’m just guessing here, but I think that before, the perpetually unemployed by choice would occasionally enroll in a course, for a precious moment giving in to their self loathing and almost deciding to do something with their life. Of course, time to go to class they didn’t want to get out of their PJ’s or hair curlers. Time to pay the first semester tuition and they had no coin left after smoking it all away. But the college must have made something off of enrollment fees. Oh, I’m sure regular people enrolled, finished, then were too embarrassed to admit it since their specialty wasn’t hiring ( learn to be a welder! Oops, I guess taking that class at the top of the housing bubble wasn’t the best timing ). But now, the blood is in the water for these schools. They have hit a bonanza. They have much more money to advertise on primetime TV because every desperate idiot out there is buying into the education myth.

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There are three groups of people out there. Those middle class participants sinking fast with no exit ability. Those with just enough credit left to get deeper into debt by rolling the dice on the college lottery. Sure, some get a job in their specialty. But a minority. The rest have more worthless debt, just like that mortgage. Then there is the third group, with enough credit ( even if it is from the Fed Gov ) to take out a business loan. Which is the very worse kind, even worse than the college tuition. In good times, most businesses fail. In these times, it would almost seem to be guaranteed. Your group with discretionary income, the Yuppie Scum, is a shrinking demographic. Their usual source of wealth is local government. That is shrinking. Allow me to tell you another story. A few months ago our humble town ( full of displaced California Yuppie Scum drawn to the mine jobs like the cowpie crawling vermin they are ) decided that it needed to piss away a few million. So they took the fed gov’s bait of partial funds and reduced interest rates and bought a main street repaving for about fifteen million. A stupid idea, but I won’t get distracted. The year before, a minor road was paved for the same reason but it was much cheaper and run by a competent contractor. This time, they must have hired a mob contractor from Vegas. The work is terrible. I’ve never seen such a group of idiots being paid to screw up a wet dream ( how do you screw up a wet dream? Wake up and jerk off ). The nightmare still continues. But, small businesses are starting to fail because of the mess. One was a nicesteak house that was Yuppie supported and got a nice cash infusion prior to the construction with our motorcycle event, Rumble In The Rubies. All day long the place was packed by money hemorrhaging biker dudes. Yet, a couple of months of difficult access ( not restricted, just difficult ) and the place goes belly up.

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Another was a new Yuppie Bitch exercise place. All morning long I see waddling bitches strutting their stuff ( and a LOT of stuff they did have, none of it very sexy ) into the place. God, what an obscene display of disillusioned importance. They actually stuffed that group of nasty rolls into spandex ( or whatever they are wearing these days ) and strolled across the parking lot with their nose held high and a superior attitude being projected. Yech! I hate to break it to you, ya nasty fat pathetic skeeve, if it wasn’t for alimony and or child support, your well off husband wouldn’t force himself to mount your quivering pile once a month. You are certainly nothing special. Anyway, the business was booming, until it became too much trouble for all these special dears to wait in line with the poor masses as they waited to pull into the parking lot. Now, both these businesses most likely had too much debt to open, or, they couldn’t get more to operate until things returned to “normal”. The old way of business, debt, is no longer sustainable. Where do you turn to cash in assets to pay the debt? What assets? The house is no longer an ATM. And you can no longer even get a minimum wage job to get cash. No one can get a loan to buy your boat or ATV ( if you even have them paid off ). Getting into debt to get a wage is stupid anymore, because more often than not, you have nothing in assets to pay the loan if things don’t work out perfectly.

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Threat Analysis: Bikers


by D. Ritchey

A “biker” is a marauder on a motorcyle. A marauder is a plunderer, killer, slaver and rapist. So a “biker” in this text is one of the threats we should look for during anarchy. A biker will do what criminals do, and use the opportunities of anarchy to plunder. We should expect marauders from all angles, using every technology, appearing in many forms and strategies.

The biker is a powerful image in the American mind; we have a firm idea of what he is. The main image is the pack raider, made popular by films. The bisexual Marlon Brando wasn’t the true type to round up all the maidens and carry them off. But that’s what the American public is tuned to expect from bikers. The film “Easy Riders” is an exception to this genre; but it was meant to be political. You will note in these films, however, that the locals are always sheep. The few who step up are cut down. The bikers get what they want. Nobody can stop ‘em.

Which won’t be true. Those who decide to resist will find that bikers are easy to neutralize. We need to study the bikers more. Let me start by saying what they are, and not. They are exaggerated in several ways, hence over-rated. The ones we have to worry about are the 10 percenters; the five percent that have criminal minds, and the five percent who are sociopaths. Sociopaths aren’t necessarily criminals, but they will roll with criminals in order to carry out their destructions on society.



So that eliminates 90 percent of the bikers you see out there. The 90 percent are the wannabes and part timers. We might call them, unkindly, fantasists. They are misfits or carry grudges; they are weekend tourers, bar hoppers. Generally they are harmless because they don’t have criminal minds. In anarchy we can count on this 90 percent to melt away. For now, I focus on the 10 percent—the “white” gangs, the Harley-Davidson type. These will be primarily working class guys. They are very good with technics and machines, they are physical, many are military veterans; and they will be marginalized more than any other group. By marginalized I mean they will have been pushed to the edge of secure life by decades of economic streamlining and displacement by immigrants. They will hate the government and the upper middle class and rich. Some will be race killers, some anti-racist.



In conditions of anarchy our event horizons will shrink. Your subdivision, your frontage road, will be your world. Your ZIP will be way too big. If you arrange a defense force you will be prepared; you can drive marauders out. They will look for softer targets. They will thunder away.

Here I should ask, why would criminals choose bikes? It is the worst technology for crime in several ways. Bikes are unstable and they carry very little plunder. More on that later. But not all “bikers” will use a bike. Many will be sensible and use something practical—like a one ton van. On raids they might deploy bike outriders for security and recon. But of course some criminals will prefer to raid on their bikes. This will be the highest exercise of their ideal, the mounted outlaw. The frontier is strong in the American mind. It won’t go away; this is why gun control has been stalled for 20 years and will remain stalled. Gun culture is good for the prison and intelligence-military industries. Americans like outlaws and guns. Romantic as hell.

But we know that the serious criminals will drive four wheels, especially vans and trucks. On the other hand, the dick-cutters, not out for loot but pleasure, will ride bikes. There is a psycho-sexual connection with the “freedom” of the bike and the mounted raider fantasy. There always is in all-male outfits. But in criminal biker gangs there will be females, too, and some will be frightening psychopaths. Some will be under the influence of pornography.

On the positive side, bikes can outperform a police cruiser in a city environment. The biker who knows the alleys and shortcuts intimately, can lose pursuers, if he has a plan. A biker courier could bypass electronic surveillance, and move more easily and quickly than a car. Bikes are easier to hide, too. Bikes are incisive. But in open country, bikes lose. Street bikes don’t last long off-road.

From those lame-ass “biker” pictures we have a solid image: bikers rolling into town en masse and taking whatever they want, starting with your wife and daughter. Of course, the local population are always sheep. They don’t organize, they don’t shoot the bikers, who are easy targets. The image of the locals as sheep is lodged in the biker’s mind as well. Thus, both parties, in anarchy, are likely to act according to this model.

A “survivalist’s” response should be to act outside this meme. He will have built up a disgust for marauders and so be mentally prepared to terminate them. He will know when a gang is approaching. He will have put out videttes and a core defense force. He will have marked attack zones, and shoot the bikers down when they enter. A motorcylce is easily neutralized. If you are so foolish that you don’t have firearms, you could deploy caltrops, lubricants, balks, cables, burning oil, to stop them. You can throw rocks. Determined resistance will drive them off.

The birth-event of the biker is not well known: the 1948 Hollister “riot.” The media has exaggerated the affair. One text described them, “the pissed off bastards of Bloomington.” I don’t know where Bloomington is; California, I think. It doesn’t matter, because was a metaphor in the minds of those young men. What it meant to them, I don’t know. I am pretty sure that these veterans “rioted” against the consumerist cage that was being built around them. I suspect that a future as an economic widget horrified them. After all, they were just out of military slavery, for which they were rounded up and forced to fight in a cataclysmic war. They sensed what was coming.

Gelling this resistance, giving it details, inflating it, was Hunter Thompson’s book “Hell’s Angels” (1965). This is what implanted the “biker” meme that we hold now. Read it. And this is when the “altered state” phenomenon came into the culture. Alternative reality and the outlaw rider have combined into an escapist model. Can’t stand it any more? Ride away, take drugs to alter your perception. Get a gun. (This works for some people.) So you see that we are dealing with a complex issue. Bikers are criminals—but romantics, too. Should we expect they will have a code of ethics? Yes. Will it dispense mercy? I don’t want to test it.

In a prolonged anarchy (five plus days) the bikers will start amalgamating. This will be to access fresh territory (market); competition will quickly use up the local territory. The gangs will start killing each other off. Some will disintegrate and their survivors will join other gangs. There will be mergers and defections. The hybrids will be more efficient and some will endure. The process could take months. If LE reestablishes control, the hybrids might fight LE and defeat it; (I doubt it); else they will disband and desist, or go underground. At this point the biker marauders will no longer be a threat. So you see, the mounted raider will be the first sort of gang eliminated.

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obammy saves the planet

OBAMMY SAVES THE PLANET


When I first heard about yesterday’s Virginia earthquake, my first thought was, I wonder if a 6 magnitude is powerful enough to wipe out that crawling den of asshattery? But then I reminded myself that more than likely a lot of Amazon link ordering minions lived east of the Mississippi, so I quickly changed that to, gee, I wonder if a magnitude six quake is enough to crash the roof of the White House? I magnanimously exempted the regular population from my death wish, you are welcome very much. But then I remembered that Obammy was up vacationing somewhere and the Congresscritters were on break from raking in bribes and trying to figure out how to profit from billowing wafting clouds of Japanese radiation. I sure hope they have their staff members working on that issue, as I would hate to see any elected official be forced to live below their accustomed level. Hmmm. That seems a bit fishy. I mean, what if this actually was a death beam from an Air Force HAARP outpost in Alaska, or too many frac companies trying to squeeze the last cow fart gas out of the entire east coast at the same time? Our fearless leaders surely knew to be absent when most of the countries consumers were wiped out. The leaders could move back in and supervise the conscription of work gangs to salvage materials, working from Soylent Green rations, and rebuilding the whole place along the lines of compact granola villages. Thank goodness for you all that the planned quake was far less than what was needed. In the future, beware if only Tea Party politicians are in the target area and everyone else is “vacationing” far away.

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What exactly is it about this idiot Obammy? I don’t buy into the “liberal bias of the media” anymore. There were all so obviously sold out to corporate interests long ago. Even Pravda Radio has gone over to endlessly hawking companies for sponsorship. When the TV PBS stops the show ten minutes to the hour and does nothing but show commercials, or when PBS radio constantly drones on about who sponsored the coming program, which, followed by inaccurate local weather, eats up a good ten percent of the time, how are they different than any private media? The media might kiss the politicians ass, but they do it for profit, not because they care if a fascist or commie is in charge. So, what gives with the Obammy worship? He’s in office ten minutes and already he takes a plane ride to Stockholm for a Nobel peace prize. Not for doing anything, but for promising to do so. No one cares he kept two wars going years after his peace award. Or does Libya make that three wars? He then does absolutely nothing but double the deficit. He claims his boys took out Bin Laden, offering no proof and having none demanded of him. Then, as soon as the rebels enter the capital of Libya, Obammy is a national friggin hero for having NATO throw a few bombs around. There has not been this level of unadulterated hero worship since I last gazed down at my penis.

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The only thing I can figure out is that since the man has absolutely no say in how this country is being run, there must be much more effort into making it look like he is the next incarnation of Napoleon In Blackface. Bush at least you could believe was actually in charge. He was the alcoholic redneck oilman just perfect for stealing all the globes oil. The man simply oozed the part of Southern Sheriff confiscating the moonshine still, nine out of ten jugs which then went to his buddies and one went to the evidence locker. He was what the bankers needed to keep the increased juice juicing the economy after the Tech Wreck, and so they gave him free reign. But then, having occupied the middle east and turned Nebraska into The Ethanol State, his job was done. Come the inevitable economic crash, the bankers needed to be absolutely sure that no one stopped the never ending bailout money. They couldn’t risk a politician actually thinking they ran things. So they got themselves a good little House Negro here illegally on a forged birth certificate. Do you really think Obammy is going to risk an actual angry mob seeking vengeance, never mind a far kinder Senate Impeachment, if the word gets out with proof? He is a simple, fool-proof puppet, eager to do whatever to keep his position. A very well paid amateur actor. The man has proven time and again he has no shame, he’ll act the buffoon on cue. Why should he be embarrassed? He’s making a half million a year, gets his own air and ground chauffeur, has millions coming in for book deals ( either/or had or will have ). Of course he’ll act any way you want him to.

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Look at the last clown who thought he could tell the bankers to piss off. They had to put together an assassination, misdirect blame to Castro and the mob, line up a patsy, etc. Damn, that’s a lot of work, time taken away from counting your gold in the McScrooge vault. Just get an idiot in there that was previously blackmailed. Don’t want to cooperate? You’ll be in federal prison in two seconds, and you won’t like your new wife. And that’s assuming an angry mob of 99 week unemployed crackers don’t try to lynch you first. Oh, he’ll toe the line to the very end. The bankers might be greedy and ruthless, but they ain’t stupid. You don’t take over the world without learning a few neat tricks. Obammy, His Loyal Puppet In Chief. All Hail Our Hero. Able to slay terrorist leaders, leap over vacation hotels on golf courses, follow his orders like a good little Nazi foot soldier. It’s great work if you can get it.

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GUN AND AMMO PRICES


As soon as wheat goes up a hundred percent, it seems my minions are busy stretching, yawning, scratching their junk and blissfully ignoring my calls to man the battle stations, gird their loins and prepare for their inevitable doom. I mean, hey, what’s so important about wheat, right? You only need it every day for the rest of your miserable existence. Wheat is a consumable, and you need lots of it for the apocalypse. However, guns, being a one time purchase, increase fifty percent and suddenly everyone is in a lather. They beseech me with e-mails and letters and fly in by private plain to all ask the burning question. What in the hell is going on. Okay, I might have exaggerated slightly on the last part. Most of my minions don’t get very bothered or ask a lot of questions. But, writing for a group of red blooded all-American studs such as yourselves ( with a few studettes thrown in to keep it interesting and to make sure I don’t start swearing too darn much ), I just naturally assumed you would all do that.

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The Great Ammo Price Increase is a question we’ve all been asking. Well, we WERE all asking about it, then a few half baked answeres were thrown as pearls before swine ( I did my part in the charade ) and everyone forgot about it and went back to acting like they had all the answers about which pistol caliber is better or if thirty cal is better than a souped up rimfire ( most favored answer- whichever one is capable of wasting the most ammo the quickest! ). Let me just explain that I have all the answers ( how many Jim’s does it take to screw in a light bulb?- One. He holds the bulb and the world revolves around him ). So I can’t imagine why you all even bother to debate it. But sometimes the answer takes too long, and that really irks me to no end. Such was the ammo price increase. Here is my newest answer. I’ll wager that the price of ammunition went down right after the hostilities in Iraq were mostly ended, after all the factions were promised oil revenue ( yes, thousand year old religious differences can be paved over with black gold ). They didn’t drop to the same level as before, but if you compare the before and after prices to Russian ammo, I think the increases are about the same. Which would be accounted for by the increase in oil, hence smelting, manufacturing and shipping increases. All ammo went up due to petroleum price increases, but western ammo saw the spike due to too much demand in Iraq. Okay, honestly, I can’t remember my previous theories. I probably already said it was due to the Iraq War. But my new theory ties in the timing to both increases and the decrease of prices to the time intense combat halted. The supply of brass was too limited to not be effected by price when far too much was needed. Russian ammo, being enameled steel, didn’t face the same supply squeeze. It was only affected by increased fuel costs.

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Now, how about that firearm increase? Here I think Obammy was the main culprit. Or, it could have been Clinton. Just the threat of her being elected, with her gun control stance being recorded already ( not just her blathering but her actions in her first two terms ), got every Tom, Dick and Paranoid Pete’s rushing down to the gun store to fill the arsenal ( my other theory being that the gun purchases tapped them out in the weak economy and they didn’t buy enough ammo to spike the price as much as the war did ). Previously, there were enough surplus war guns available for these kinds of surges. But now, the natural end in their supply was sped up and simultaneously several different kinds of guns shot up in price. The poor gun owners couldn’t afford anything but the surplus, and the entire inventory outside of Russian guns was squeezed. Since the Russian guns barely moved in price, and the semi’s that were not patented and still being manufactured quickly returned to the same price, to me it makes sense.

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Now, I could be way off here. My time frame might be wrong by a few years. Hey, I’m not embarrassed to just throw a theory out there with little or no research. If I’m wrong, I go to another improbable answer. If I’m right, you all make approving sounds and we move on to another vexing question. Remember, I’ve been harping on ore and energy draw down for some time. I told you we went from six percent silver imports to satisfy our domestic market, to needing sixty percent today, ten years later, AFTER we no longer used silver in conventional photography. That alone should be enough to convince you that buying silver bullion is a winning strategy, regardless of what our economy is doing. Obviously the metals in brass, copper and zinc, are getting scarce and/or are getting much more expensive to process.

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Also keep in mind that firearms values are all about trade offs. The perfect survivalist rifle, an H&K 91 ( or, probably more realistically, its generic quality version ), is a nice chunk of Benjamins. The Enfield, at the old price, had its virtues far outweighing its vices. Not at the new price. You are paying new price for a used gun. That isn’t all that accurate and used funny ammo. Before, you were buying a 80/20 battle rifle ( eighty percent of the performance for twenty percent of the price ). Sadly, no more. Sure, a great design. Just not worth the price anymore. And you know how I feel about the Russian gas bleed safety issue. Still not worth the cheap price. And my last firearms article, on small calibers to conserve ammo? Something you need to consider when ammo prices go up again. At surplus ammo prices, the Enfield’s lack of accuracy was not an issue. Pop two or three down range, you’ll hit something. At a buck a round, not a sound strategy.

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I know we touch on sacred ground here. Homelessness, underwater houses, mass unemployment, no problem. But when you have to react and adapt at no longer being able to afford spray and pray, the sky is indeed falling. Just remember, it is usually cheaper to replace guns than stockpile their ammo ( if you are stocking up for doomsday ).

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EVACUATION!!


I’m sitting around on Friday the 26th and thanking Baby Jesus himself, thank you Baby Jesus for this favor, I’m sorry I brought domestic beer to our last meeting, that tomorrow is a weekend when every dillhole in America is blathering on about how they honor all the fallen victims of 9/11 and how America kicks ass and how we must salute Obammy and turn in our neighbor to Homeland Security for unlicensed lemonade sales and blah, blah humpity blah blah about the tenth year anniversary. This way I can hide safely out at the compound and not be subjected to bullspit. Hey, I love America. The American that had a Constitution ( you know, the one with a Bill Of Rights ), that respected private property and one that only meddled in one hemisphere. All you jerkbags celebrating this Fascist American Welfare State can suckle on my wrinkled testicles. I’m not insensitive to the innocents that were killed in the internally planted explosives in the Twin Towers. I just refuse to worship them as martyrs to our police state. They were unknowing victims to it. Anyway, I’d better get off that subject and move on to another event that happens this weekend- Hurricane Irene ( you’ll notice I bumped my other articles to post this the very next day- hopefully most of you will be without power and not read this since I’m sure I’ll get most of the details wrong )

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Ah, a hurricane. A big hurricane. Just what is needed to get everyone to forget that little embarrassment of panic over a minor earthquake. The state of New Jersey, apparently unaware that it already was a bit of a laughingstock, issued a statement along the lines that if you were foolish enough to NOT evacuate, they would really appreciate it if you filled out an index card, name and Social Security ( did anyone mention to them that the official propaganda is that the SS number isn’t actually a National ID? ) and put it in your left shoe. Because, first of all, a wave powerful enough to move your body about wasn’t going to knock off a shoe, and secondly, your body presumably needed to be identified by police in a neighboring state ( because even though most hurricanes aren’t enough to knock off big hundred mile chunks of shoreline, New Jersey isn’t taking any chances of acting foolish like Bush did with Katrina ). Good gravy, if I didn’t know any better I’d assume the state wants to lose credibility and have people stay home. Then Jersey can move all the unwanted population out of state, kind of like Cuba and the boat lift, claiming they were all residents of neighborhoods that were told to leave and didn’t, hence they were now criminals ( unpropertied vagrants )and unable to be residents. Then the new, razed coastline can be sold at much higher prices to Wall Street money guys, the state gets better property tax revenues, the desperate urban poor are confined to the inner city ghettoes, the desperate middle class pukes are cast away, and the Peoples Republic Of New Jersey shall live happily ever after.

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I’m not sure why anyone would want to evacuate. As long as you aren’t living in a mobile home on the beach, can’t you ride things out in your basement? Bugging out with one hundred times the traffic the roads were designed for, fighting for non existent gasoline at depleted stations, looking for a hotel room that no longer exists. Trying to find a restaurant that hasn’t used its last number ten can of chipped cow bung, the semi’s not being able to get through to resupply. In other words, a giant one hundred million person, entire coastline cluster hump. To go out is the cure being worse than the disease. Please remember what happened, to a much smaller degree, in the Florida hurricanes. Look at Texas the last time a hurricane warning panicked the population. It simply is not viable to have any amount of residents fleeing. There isn’t the infrastructure for it. Our infrastructure in place is to ship in corn based food slop and electricity to the cubical drones, ship out refuse, and everyone stays within a few miles of their sheetrock shanties. There are just too many people packed in to a craphole on earth. Where are they going to go? How do they all get there at the same time? How will they get supplies if the roads are gridlocked? If this hurricane is as severe as they are saying, and if you survive it, you might want to reevaluate your bug out plans, as you will see how impossible this all becomes. Having a survivable location you can stay put at is one thing, trying to relocate quite another. I hope this proves a lesson. Katrina proved the government doesn’t care if you live ( and in fact will try to kill you ). Irene might prove how crowded the east coast is, and hence not the greatest place to live in Oil Down and Die-Off.

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If this sucker hits big, you can expect New Orleans times a hundred. Cities never rebuilt, piles of refuse left for a decade. Insurance companies going belly up and screwing all policy holders ( even out of area ). Hell, in good economic times your auto insurance company can just close up shop and you are left without recourse getting back your pre-paid premium for future months. I’ve had that happen to me, so I have no problem believing if billions are at stake, the companies weasel out somehow. That should make an interesting derivatives in the financial market impact ( remember AIG? ). You Yankees have fun on this one.

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