“Shock – 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.”
Notable quote: The Woodpile Report
A coal miner’s daughter who can’t sing, lover of liberty, enemy of intellectual sloth, admirer of William Barrett Travis,Stonewall Jackson and Michael Valentine Smith, possessor of a Gonzales flag, a little old lady who is armed and wears assault pearls.