The coming free fall into squalor and horror will be particularly shocking to those who rely on designer "resilient communities" and "sustainable life styles" of the five hundred acres and independence kind. There will come a time when they'll wish they had less expertise in their pet's dental hygiene and more in how to keep little Suzy off the menu of feral dogs with bad gums. With them, survival means comfort and convenience in the midst of other people's annoying travails.
They'll fold at their first hard challenge. Survival means surviving. Duh. Put your money on the grubby guy with grass stuffed in his boots carrying a beat up K98 and a knack for avoiding trouble.
The stylish daydreamers will die in 5.56 casings up to their ankles. And that's only if they live past, say, the first seriously diseased wildlife they do out 'cause they don't know any better. Next time you're at the mall, look around. Picture them turned out in crisp digital cammies with color coordinated accessories. Picture them gravely discussing how to play nice in the worst of circumstances. There's your well-tempered, respectable survival community. Red meat on a platter. They'll draw the worst kind of attention. A crowd to stay away from.
Ole Remus is on the same page as I. Recently, I have found myself looking at people and thinking to myself, they will perish quickly. I also tend to think how long will I last....hopefully after the .NC PATCOM, a little longer than most. Looking forward to the event! Hell seems to be to be closing in faster than one expected.
ReplyDelete:) Yup. Did you send in your check?
DeleteYes. You didn't get it? Supposed to be there on or by 20th.
ReplyDeleteDamn, I replied to your answer, but it must have gone off into the wild blue yonder! Yes, I have it and you're attending both classes. When do you plan on arriving?
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