Blending In At Work During The Collapse

One thing I have been wondering that I haven’t seen written about or posted anywhere else is what about your co-workers post collapse if you were one of the lucky ones to still have a job? During the Great Depression, not everyone was unemployed. It will be the same this time around, folks will still have jobs. So what if you were lucky and your employer was still in business?  Being a prepper, you probably have plenty of food to ride out a long while, especially if you raise and grow your own, so even in the event of hyperinflation or a food crisis, you ain’t losing any weight. However, what if your coworkers are and they are eying the lunch you bring to work each day? I don’t know about you, but most the guys who work at the shop I work at are already in a bind financially. Debt, child support, and legal trouble are the biggest causes along with plain old mismanagement. And they all know I prep (they don’t know what I have or where I live though) because I’ve been trying to warn them for as long as I’ve been there. What if one were to try to follow me home? I’ve put a lot of thought into this, and I know the possible risks. I warn them because I care for them, even though I know I could get into a pickle over it.

I almost always keep at least a half a tank of fuel in the car at all times. I am also alert when I drive and keep an eye out for anyone trying to follow me, a good habit to cultivate now. It’s not paranoia, just a calm alertness. I know those back roads like the back of my hand, most, if not all, of my coworkers, don’t. Another good idea is that if none of your coworkers are bringing a lunch, don’t bring one yourself. Stay as low key as possible. If they know already that you are a prepper, use comments like ‘I wasn’t prepared for this’ or ‘I didn’t realize this would be so bad, I’m just as bad off as the rest of you’. If the majority can no longer afford decent clothes, dress as ratty as they do. The trick is to blend in as best as you can. Same with shaving and hair cuts, if they can’t do it, don’t do it yourself.

The same goes for living in your community. Look as they look and act as they act (so long as you’re doing nothing wrong). The more you blend in, the more you’ll be left alone. Those who stand out as having more than everyone else are the ones who will be targeted first. Hope this helps. May God grant you peace and protection.

My Generation

I am ashamed of my generation. I am angry at the previous generation for making my generation just what it is through lack of discipline and over abundance of gifts. Now my generation consists of a bunch of immature, lazy, video game addicts who are woefully unprepared to face life as it is now. How will they face SHTF? What will happen to all those young ladies who thought only of the latest fashions and celebrity news when they have no food? What will happen to all those young men who spend a considerable amount of time watching violent movies and playing violent video games when they become desperate? There are fewer and fewer exceptions to this norm these days. What can be done?

I do not claim to be an expert in family dynamics, so bear with me. I’m just going to reach back into my own childhood and how I was raised. Free Soul Papa has always been the leader and probably always will. I was raised with a father who took his leadership role seriously. He worked hard to provide what he could for us and we never went hungry. Were my brother and I showered with the latest gadgetry and goodie? No. We grew up understanding that money could only go so far toys weren’t the highest priority and we learned to appreciate what we did have. Free Soul Mama was a homemaker most of the time, taking care of us kids and giving us the very thing we needed most: time. My brother and I helped our parents clear parts of our woods, raise livestock, cut wood, and build the house starting at the ages of 10 and 8, me being older. When Free Soul Papa was laid off, the whole family (kids included) built pallets and shrink wrapped little bundles of wood to stay alive. There I was, 16 and wheeling an air powered stapler, building pallets. My brother was 14. Did we get hurt? Sure, I did (the brother got lucky, he didn’t), but it didn’t stop me or hurt my mental faculties. My brother and I were raised with common sense and a good work ethic.

God help my generation. I know a kid near my age who had been thrown out of his house so many times its unreal. One time he asked his mother if he could go back, she said sure, as long as he helped around the house. He threatened to kill himself instead. I know another kid who’s 13, acts like a 7 year old trying to be a 17 year old and can’t tell me what a time zone is. I know another young lady who, at age 12, was jealous of her 15 year old sister who was dating my 18 year old brother! 12 year old girls shouldn’t even be thinking about dating, but our society is so sexualized that our preteens and early teens are now ‘dating’, and in some cases, actually having sex themselves. What went wrong?

Fathers, if you are not in your child’s life, do all you can do to be a part of your child’s life. Children absolutely need BOTH parents to have the best chance at being stable adults in the future. Discipline your kids. The kids who disrespect authority the most are often the least disciplined. Set rules and stand on them, no exceptions. If they want something, make them work for it. They have to learn that they have to earn what they get. I did not get my own cell phone until I was 17 and had my own job to pay for it. Kids are not entitled to anything but a parent’s love and provision of NEEDS. Limit TV and video game time. Throw them outside to play. You don’t need a big house and new cars to be successful. If both parents are working long hours to keep things afloat, consider downsizing so that you can spend more time with your kids. I lived dirt poor as a child, they’ll get over not having their own cell phone at age 10 and not getting a new i-pod for Christmas. Don’t baby them. They need to learn responsibility young. Kids aren’t stupid and can understand far more than most parents think. Be honest with your children, they respect that. I did and still do. That’s how they learn, its by what you do. If you lie to them about things because you are trying to ‘protect’ them, they simply learn to become liars. If they are ‘protected’ from the reality of the real world, then the real world will give them a kick in the pants.

My parents weren’t perfect. I was protected a lot, too, and had to learn a lot the hard way. No one can be the perfect parent, no one will ever have perfect children. Believe me, I was not a perfect child. I was fairly good, yes, but I did and still do drive my parents up the wall at times. Don’t let our loving government tell you how to raise your kids, they can’t even keep their own crap in order. Parents, take charge. Your kids, your responsibility. God bless the parents who don’t spoil their kids.

Why I Live Now As I Prepare To Live Later

This is the focus of my lifestyle and blog site. This is what I hope to achieve. This is why I choose to live off-grid and reduce my dependency on outside food and fuel. This is the ultimate self-sufficiency. I’m not trying to reduce my dependence on people, just government. I still need community, but I also need to not have to panic when things go down long term. Besides, if I live now as I prepare to live later, I won’t have to worry about culture shock as much.

What I am doing is no different than what the pioneers and pilgrims did. What they couldn’t get they either made themselves or did without. They did not rely on government or the outside world for all their needs, they had to meet those needs themselves or die. They did not have food trucks and welfare. They did not have electricity and running water. They did not have modern medicine and weather satellites. No cell phones. No computers. No cars. No TVs and radios. Did it kill them? Not one bit. Guess what, they were some of the most self-sufficient folks in our history.

We live in an age of hyper-dependency to the government. If something goes a little wrong, people whine and cry to the government. More and more people give up their creativity and self reliance to suck on the government entitlement titty instead of standing up for themselves and screaming for real change. Real change like forcing the government to get out of all those trade treaties that ate up our jobs and sent them overseas. Real change like abolishing the Federal Reserve, the IRS, and putting the dollar back on the gold standard. We went from an era of mountain men and pioneers to debt laden people scrambling to keep up the facade of the American Dream lifestyle and 5th generation welfare titty suckers training their own kids how to abuse the system. What if it all disappears? What if it all disappears in one instant?

What happened to our society? What can we do to change it? Unfortunately, this society is so far gone there’s not a whole lot we can do anymore. Government titty suckers vote too, and they don’t want to give up their ‘free’ money. I am a free soul. I am creative, I am not dependent on the government, I still have a good work ethic, and I don’t need all the latest gadgetry or i-thingy. I rely on God first, myself second, my family third. Everything I own I worked for. I live now as I prepare to live post-SHTF. Why? Because I choose to. The lifestyle makes me a freer person, independent from the very things wishing to entrap me.

May God grant you all peace.

My Thoughts On Gun Control

I thought gun control was using both hands, then again I thought a ‘hoe’ was a garden utensil.

I thought female empowerment was a seven shot Taurus .357 Magnum revolver in the hands of a woman.

Gun free zones are nothing more than victim disarmament zones.

Patriots and politicians don’t seem to be one and the same anymore.

Molon labe.

Hitler liked gun control, too, and so did Mao. Look what happened to THEIR citizens.

Ask the American Indians whether or not its a good idea to trust your government.

Molon labe, you treasonous freaks!!!!!!

Don’t tread on me.

Gimme liberty or gimme death, and I mean it.

The right to keep and bear arms was not about hunting, it IS about us defending ourselves from those who want to take our other rights.

What part of ‘shall not be infringed’ don’t they understand????!!!!

Sieg heil, heil BaracKarl ObaMarx! Der Fuhrer ist hier!

If the Commie president and his socialist Nazi cronies don’t want us to have guns, why don’t they give up their armed body guards?

I am a sovereign citizen, not a peasant slave. Why? I am armed and can’t be bossed around so easy.

ObaMarx better be careful in his policies because he is darn close to starting a civil war and has seemed to have forgotten his history lessons: 1776. We prevailed last time, we will again. History does repeat itself.

And now, for a parody: I’m proud to be an American/ Where at least I think I’m free/ And I won’t forget the men who die/ To take oil from Muslim countries/  I’ll gladly swill beer next to you/ And watch society decay/ There ain’t no doubt I love this land/ God help the USA!

May God grant you all peace and plenty of ammunition.

My Winter Bug-Out-Bag.

Please forgive me for not posting for a while, I was spending Christmas with my possible future in-laws and was trying to make a good impression. That and my computer is still slowly giving up the ghost one byte at a time and freezes constantly.

Now to get ME on topic. I decided to leave Free Soul Boyfriend’s place last night and try to drive home and beat the coming blizzard. I ended up having to park at a crossroads off the freeway and taking a one hour cat nap, then I was able drive home OK. Was I scared? Not in the least. Lock the doors and keep the pistol handy. The next day, today, I decided to really take a look at my vehicle go-bag and go through it. Free Soul Boyfriend lives about 2 hours from me and my folks, so if I get stranded out there I’ve got quite a walk, especially in winter. So I hauled inside my vehicle go-bag and emptied it out on Free Soul Mama’s reclining chair. It’s OK, she’s at work.

First, I took out the three MREs and gave them back to Free Soul Papa. We can’t afford the good ones and I can’t stomach the ones we have. I replaced them with two canned soups, one canned fruit, and one can of rice and beans. A little more weight, sure, but they taste far better and I can reuse the cans for various purposes. I also added a pouch full of mint and chamomile teas and granola bars. Peppermint and spearmint tea are good for the digestive tract and chamomile tea is good for calming yourself down and the chamomile tea bags can be wetted and used as a poultice for skin irritations. Peanut butter granola bars are great for energy. I also added raw, unprocessed honey which has anti-biotic properties and great nutritional benefits. I  found that I had forgotten to add a wool sweater.

I also rethought the way I packed it. Yes, I had the stuff on the top that was supposed to be on the bottom and vise versa. Oops. Extra boots on the bottom, warm clothes on the top. Good girl.

Also in my go-bag are a mini sewing kit, extra camo clothing, extra socks and gutchies, mini hygiene kit, mini first aid kit, extra boots, about 3 days of food, two water bottles with ceramic Berkey style filters, a hatchet, black duct tape, lighters, nail clippers, pens and paper, a camo bandana, face paint, and chocolate. That’s all I’m willing to tell you at least. If I’m out and things go down, all I need to do is reach the rural area right outside the city and I can turn into a near invisible prepper just heading home.

What I need to get is some snow camo. Should have put it on my Christmas wish-list. Snow camo will have to take a new high priority on my list. I also need to find a small earth-tone color tarp. I also lost my mini flashlight that I always keep on my person and have to get more. It was a streamlight and that breaks my heart.

If anyone has anything else to add, feel free to post comments containing useful info as I’m always all ears to new info. May God grant you all peace and lots of ammo.

My Thoughts On Sandy Hook

I know that I’ve been silent about the school shooting at Sandy Hook, but I needed a little time to really figure out just what I wanted to say. First, I want to mention the media. They couldn’t even get the facts straight! First there were two shooters, now there was one. Was the rifle in the car or on him? Then, all of the sudden, his mother was a prepper (oh, scary!). The next day, she’s a survivalist (oh, scarier!). Poor woman’s dead, too, and can’t even defend herself. Since, the media can’t figure out what really happened, they’ll just play on our emotions and urge us to allow guns to be banned. Ban all guns because one guy committed a crime.

The next thing I find odd is the fact that no sooner had the bullets stopped flying the anti-gunnies infesting our government were screaming for gun bans. It was almost as if they had a sixth sense and knew it was going to happen. These people are sick to use such a terrible tragedy to try to further their own warped agenda. If they hate guns so much, why do they hide behind armed guards?

The problem has NEVER been guns, but evil human intentions. If a good person owns a gun, he and the innocent people around him are safer. If a bad person owns a gun, he will use it to hurt the innocent people around him. Why punish the good person because of the bad person? Also bear in mind the that this shooter, like most of the rest, was taking psychotropic drugs. This won’t be the last shooter, either. How many of our children are raised eating these psychotropic drugs every day, their developing brains assaulted relentlessly by mind altering poison?And people wonder why America has one of the highest rates of suicide in the world.

The best solution is to train and arm all school faculty workers. Shooter comes in, pulls a weapon, gets a tight pattern on his/her chest, and the threat is neutralized with little or no innocent casualties. How hard is that to understand? By the time the cops show up, the job is done! In Free Soul Papa’s day, he could bring a rifle to school so he could hunt on his way home. Can anyone tell me how many school shootings there were 40 years ago?

If guns are banned because they kill people, then food should be banned because it causes obesity. Obesity is a huge contributing factor to things like heart disease, increased risk of heart attack and stroke, and diabetes. Oh, wait. Obesity is the over consumption of food, which is a conscious decision. So is shooting someone in cold blood, a conscious decision.

To anyone who would ask me, ‘Where was God when those kids were getting killed?’, here is my answer: God was thrown out of the schools in 1963, He didn’t think they wanted His help anymore.

May God grant you peace and safety.

The Fine Art Of Jury Rigging

DANG IT!!!!!! Now its broke, what do I do? Sometimes you just don’t have the time and/or money to fix it right. This is not just about rigging your exhaust pipe back up with a wire hanger, I’m talking about rigging your reverse lights to a light switch bolted to the dash. That was the old S-10, we put a flat bed on it and the reverse lights were actually off-road lights wired to that light switch. Sometimes you just have to make do.

The fine art of jury rigging is easily mastered by those who could care less about the cosmetic look of the object, just happy that it works. Like when the door mirror fell out of my van, we glued in a peice of reflective plexiglass as a replacement. Did it look pretty? Absolutely not. Did it work great? Sure did!

The second step in the fine art of jury rigging is thinking outside the box. OK, the generator is toast and we have nothing to cut the wood to build the house. Wait! Yes we do! Chainsaw! Or when Free Soul Papa got fed up with the old kerosene refrigerator and jury rigged it to use propane instead. Why use a kit (don’t try this at home, I am not responsible for any injuries) when you have a few parts from an old camper stove, a regulator off a grill, a few do-dads from the hardware store, and plenty of JB Weld?

In an SHTF world, parts will be harder to come by, so you’ll be forced to either manufacture your own or find something that’s close enough and make it work. In fact, JB Weld, duct tape, super glue, electrical tape, neverseez, either PB or Kroil, and stuff like that should be part of your preps. Don’t forget to save your twisty ties! I even fix air chuck nozzles at work with twisty ties.

May God grant ya’ll peace.