It looks like another dark and gloomy day here in southern Indiana. My Brother-in-Law told me at breakfast that we are supposed to see the Sun on Thursday. I must say that God knows what He is doing and we will get what we need. It is sprinkling outside and I guess we will need the water later on. I ain't gonna bitch because humans are always bitching about something and God could get a little tired of that. The book says he sits on the rim of the world and the Earth is silent before him. I can understand him keeping the noise volume down. I am allowed to pray to him and to expect a hearing but I try not to bother Him too much. Just a little courtesy, a little respect, is all it is. But I think He likes it when those who can pray to him do so. He likes it when we cry out to him and put our hope in him. After all, he is our shelter in a time of storm.
My fan up in my bedroom does not blow on me. It is down at the foot of the bed and I want it to blow between my legs. I sweat a lot and it really does bother me. Today that situation has to get solved. Period.
I have been sitting out on the porch watching folks drive to work. I sometimes question their sanity in this action. Oh, I know that everybody needs to make a living and all of that, no problem. But they go out everyday expecting the gas station to be open and having fuel. They expect the fast food joints or the deli's or the buffets to have food ready to go when they get hungry. And it may not be too awful long before that is all over. The fuel may not be there, and the food place may be closed. What are they going to do? Will they panic? Will they go home and turn on the TV and await instructions? Will they sit at home and wait for things to change back to "normal"? I am already seeing people turn out a whole lot of lights at night. The electric bills are getting a bit pricey these days. You have to pay attention! But hitting them in their pocket book is a good way to get folks attention. The wife and I have pretty much gone through our poverty trip and have come out on the other side a bit stronger than when we went in. We know answers that we did not know before. We can cut our budget to zero if we have to do it. And cutting the budget to zero is what we are facing. And so are you. When the collapse gains enough speed, the budgets go out the door and you eat what you have and you sleep where you can. And I am saying this because I believe it. I knew a couple a few decades ago that were poverty stricken. He was 15 or 20 years older than his wife. And when rent day came around he would disappear for a while when the landlord came for the rent. The landlord would go inside and spend a few hours with the wife and then he would leave and the rent would be paid up for another month. Ugly? Yeah. But that is the way it could work and that is the way it got done. But most Americans are not used to living this kind of lifestyle. I know I ain't. And I ain't gonna be. But it happens. And life can get pretty cruel at times. And like I said, Americans are not used to living that way. Back in the first depression when girls had to travel the rails and thing like that they would cut their hair real short and keep their faces dirty and wear really baggy clothes to keep from looking like girls. It was a safety precaution. It seems that the more poverty that sets in the more animalistic humanity becomes.
And for the cause of animalistic humanity we get ourselves armed. We will not allow our friends and family to be victimized and humiliated for the sake of satisfying some beast's hearts desire. It just would not be right. I have a wife and two daughters and I could no more accept them being ravished by animals than I could fly unassisted. It would just be killing time as far as I am concerned. But this is what America is looking at in the future. And other writers have tried to talk about it is a nicer manner than me but that may have to go by the way today. Rape and murder and slavery are the terms we are talking about here and they ain't too damn funny. But that is how it is when the social infrastructure breaks down. It's like the volleyball I played when I was a kid: Jungle Rules. You did what ever you could get away with. And that is what we are looking at. You take those guys with the uniforms out of the picture and you are going to have a mess on your hands. You have a nice idea with your water filter. Damn fine invention. But it would not be a thing unlikely that TWO people go out for a bucket of water. One carries the bucket and the other carries a shotgun or a rifle. Just insurance, you know. Insurance to help warrant the return of the water bearer. And America is not used to attitudes like this. Going out to the well or the creek is not something they have considered as being anywhere close to dangerous. But if you were a desperado and you wanted to do evil to a household how would you rig the game so that you would win? If you were smart you would scout them out for a few days and learn their habits. Then you would make your kill and do what you wanted to do. That is the way the big boys play it in a war zone. You counter this with stealth and perimeter patrols, with people looking for signs of other humans. You don't leave things to chance because that could make you dead. Enough for now. Stay alive.