When I was a young 14S SHORAD Air Defense Officer in the 1990’s, I was told point blank: “we don’t need short range air defense, probably ever again”. And the maneuver commander proceeded to use my AVENGERS for jenky-ass overwatch because they had a FLIR. In truth, you’d need an engineering company to properly dig a position for all these AVENGERS and then they are just stuck where they are. There was no competent interest or understanding of short range air defense, back then, beyond the idea that all our adversaries would be LOW RENT post soviet collapse and decades behind us in technology.
That attitude did not change, based upon what I’ve heard, during the Global War on Terror and perhaps the negligence got WORSE. BTW: one of the reasons WHY I left the Army was because of the incompetence and outright unethical behaviors of officers appointed over me and this includes the inappropriate use of air defense in operational planning. THIS WAS SYSTEMIC, ENDEMIC, all across the US ARMY … perhaps Ft. Bliss is waking up now.
*** imagine my listeners in the last 11 years: a) had AMAZON ACCOUNTS and b) just liked the book or wrote a review for a free ass poors kindle? – wouldn’t that be funny …
Let’s say you had to move millions of people OUT of the Persian Gulf and Middle East and potentially India?
Wouldn’t a nice little “we knock out your desalinization plants” and “we nuke your sites” war spread fear and contamination and provide a BASIS to evacuate Gulf States and others to the USA and Europe.
"20 RIBEYES for 40 BUCKS!" screeched the meat monger from the back of his truck
GERMAN SHIPPERS hip hop slippers place your kippers in the basket flippers will lose their shoes and nothing remains
Insane ARAB PRIESTS MAGICIANS and SPRITES fall by the side in the night no one saw them say goodbye on their way to the weekly fry don't look at the tattoo on the steak
NAVAL goo-stew the home brew for the TROOPS for the scoops and we can RAISE THE FLAG it's a gag as marines eat flea soup in the heat
Don't look for the tattoo it's there barely in sight what a FRIGHT it shall be when NEIGHBOR TOM stops BY with hungry kids and wife crying and baby dying of hunger and thirst they'll see your tattoo and they won't care they'll just bear it and eat
twenty ribeye steaks for the makings and potato pie with peas and carrots and a salad in the rear view mirror ...
A tawdry little muggle-wrap, filled with spruce nog and syphilitic tumor sauce. His eyes gleamed, some of his dad, some of his sister-mom, and Melania looked on. Doctors CHEERED at the fertility clinic, and carried the sponge ball - it seems a surrogate to a sister-mom's kid and a brother-son's brisk.
Cursed and shaking, the little baby broke wind and a grin came across his sister-mom's face. "WHAT GRACE this baby has!", cheered "mother", as her glass emptied the maid poured another. And the ORANGE BANDITO smiled at his tree-trunk child, leering deeply into his own shame but not holding, or scolding, or folding his arms. He's the proud dad of a brother-son, sister-mom, and other assorted mutants crawling from his gird pipe.
LITTLE BARRON SPOKE the words of SANHEDRIN RELICS and CABBALISTIC echoes, he was made for narrow trees, few branches, too suckling and weak to exist on his own. He'll call his sister-mom on the phone, when he's alone and scared and pops is topping off the cocaine jar. "Mom" would get drunk and fuck the secret service guy, the one with the big cock. Sister-mom would tell her test-tube brother-son to remember the "family grit" and keep up that smiling chug-face and never give into the wretched sadness of peering into the mirror.
He's now so much older, and the words of incest are hidden in EPSTEIN CLOUDS and if the world knew? - well, look at that scrogan-beast ... the world knows, as if from some Lovecraftian tale of OLD FAMILIES and LITTLE NEW BLOOD. A flood of sky burglars awaits and the freight is guarded by banshee kites and frightened gold traders from the tunnels in Brooklyn.
8 OR 9 FEET TALL, all cartilage and grizzle, fearful and broken, an unspoken idea too obvious for most to ignore. A whorish "mom", drinking herself to sleep as a FIRST LADY FUCK FEST FORMS in her lady's room at 10 PM, even the female agents show up.
And sister-mom fucks a cushy guy with a pushy aspect, sent to spread peas and turnips and other kosher delights.
Go to sleep poor little muggle-wrap, your ways are ahead.
Only a creature as precious and tall as you can transcend the STAIN and gain some stature as a walnut STALLION ... licking toad blood and promoting SEA-FLOW style frozen Rabbi Shmuley type butt plugs.
Rest silently puddle flower ... your secret is safe with me.
Historians will wrest from the warehouse of TIME your slime dowry and Princess Scruffins, your first cousin, will blend her narrow tree pus with yours - and that next generation will have two rows of teeth and will be 20 feet tall and feed upon the hope of the weak and the innocent.
No one can stop PAPA BLUMP and his legion.
The children will bear the mark for all time.
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If you live in a town or city with a population >10,000 and your town/city uses industrial methods for water purification and your food gets shipped in? – leave.
You won’t receive warning from the government, the people in charge now are 3rd/4th stringers, do you recall WHY the basketball coach would let 3rd and 4th string play?
Once it begins, and that threshold date is weeks away, it will be unrelenting, discontinuous, non-linear, cascading and brutal. If you PLAN on PLANNING after this point? – you are in deep shit.
RIGHT NOW, if you intend to stay in an urban/sub-urban zone, you need to be talking to your neighbors, forming a voluntary security force for your neighborhood. Figure out basic services if THE SERVICES are not available: a) water purification and supply, b) basic food stuffs, c) security, d) basic medical care. If you intend to do this work AFTER day zero? – you are fucked.
In the cities, most of your neighbors have no moral compass, by design. The public school system that’s raised your kids for a few decades has produced fear-driven amoral freaks that will quickly transition to theft, violence, and madness. YOUR SOCIETY WAS “WIRED TO EXPLODE” before most of you were born: you see this in the fashion, the vehicles, the buildings, the accouterments of modernity. In every SUV-RAMBLE-WARRIOR-CARGO-PANTS-SPORTS-JACKET zombie is the seed of the truth and we should have known but we didn’t, mostly, GAF.
Cities are heat islands. Without air conditioning, modern cities can broil in the sun and there is nothing you can do to stop this. If you say “but Dan, I can build artificial shade” – you can puddle flower, and the poors who have no shade will crowd your home and you don’t have enough bullets.
The “good cops” don’t care, the bad cops will bug out. Some of the bad cops will stay and form violent thug armies. If you think the SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT will protect you? – yeah, maybe they’ll show up the next day to identify the bodies, assuming the bodies are still there. During a famine, a dead body can be fed to pigs and chickens – just being honest. You can also eat the dead – just being honest. So no, puddle flower, there might not be a body for the “good cops” to mock 24 hours later. But the cops will have bugged out.
It is MORE LIKELY, in this crooked neo-Stalinist hellhole, that the markets KEEP GOING UP days and perhaps WEEKS after there is no animal protein at the grocery store, and probably after there is no discernible food.
A modern city, in the JUST-IN-TIME logistics network, has about 7-10 days of food. In a heat wave with a blackout? – this gets worse, no refrigeration. You can say “but Dan, I can hunt deer”: yo BRO, how many people DO YOU KNOW that KNOW HOW to properly harvest deer? Know how to use NON REFRIGERATION METHODS of preservation? Could you build a smoking shack in your city backyard? And how does this NOT attract the various thug armies and bum brigades looking for food? Good luck with your food.
You will not “hike out” of the city – this will involve moving through miles of HELL zones, barricades and chaos and lots of poors angry as fuck.
If you live in a city by the sea, BUY A FUCKING BOAT. Recreational kayaks can work as well, but you need a cheap and effective way to distance yourself from the crowds: water works really well. You will not be DRIVING OUT of the city, and if you do drive out – how far do you think you can get? – get a fucking boat.
Purchase a CB radio that you can pack up and move with limited notice. Ideally you have some kind of Faraday protection for this device – but get a CB, properly tune the antenna, start practicing with it.
BUY A SHORTWAVE RADIO.
You can still buy some shelf stable food at relatively low prices for the next few weeks: rice, beans, ramen, curry/tumeric spice, multivitamins. This will be your cheapest path RIGHT NOW. Canned chicken and sardines is still relatively cheap. Sardines are packed with a lot of nutrition – and although this violates my “don’t eat seafood rule”, sardines might be your best option to stay alert and well fed. Sardines plus rice will keep you alive.
If you put your home up for sale TODAY there is a reasonably good chance (neo-Stalinist hellhole) that Blackrock or some other bank will swoop in and buy it. Don’t ask questions, get the best price you can, buy a piece of property some place BETTER (Roosevelt, Utah is a little known survival gem). If you can get to the tip of South America, that would be ideal – but that’s not a likely goal for ordinary people. Even if you left for S. America today, be prepared to pay the fees, and the bribes, to get INTO that community. Learn the language, go native, make sure you have physical gold and silver. US dollars and bitcoin will only enrage people and lead to your death.
Do not move anywhere NEAR or down range from a boiling water nuclear power plant, this includes places that have hydrology or water table risks from radiation if a BWR goes melts down.
