Total Chaos II

Hey Patriots:

Continuing on!!

“Scenario two:  After a few days, people notice that after the sun goes down, your house is the only house in the area that has lights.  So, one night, again about five days into the crisis, there is a knock on the door.  You look out the peephole, and notice a young woman with an infant in her arms.  Not feeling threatened, you open the door.  As you do, several men burst through, knock you down, pull out their weapons and demand that you give them all of your food and water.  They plunder your house, beat you and your family or maybe even kill you and your family and take over the house, which is now theirs.”

My son goes on to explain that there will be several types of people when the system fails:  the patriot prepared person, the takers, the meek and the military.  He tells me that the first to die will be the elderly and the children under ten.  The elderly will not be able to survive in the crisis because there will be no one to care for them.  The populace will be too busy trying to survive.  And, the young kids will not be able to fend for themselves against the hungry thirsty adults in a lawless society.

He told me that someone in the media interviewed a man about surviving in this kind of an emergency and the man flat out stated that he would not own anything, but that he would kill, murder his neighbors who had what he wanted.  If they had food, he would break in and kill them for their food. If they had water, he would break down their door and kill them for their water.  If they had gold and/or silver and it benefitted him, he would kill them and take it.  And, he would go from neighborhood to neighborhood killing and taking.

Then we went back to the, “What will you do when,” game.

What will you do when the takers, the marauders in full Kevlar body armor traveling in groups  of ten to one hundred find you and break down your door, take you prisoner, tie you up and make you watch while they forcibly and repeatedly rape your wife and daughter until you tell them where all of your valuables are hidden.  How much torture can you withstand?  What are you going to do when they strip you naked, strap you down in a chair, take out a ball peen hammer and start breaking the knuckles on your feet, then break the bones in your ankles and then break all of the bones in your hands?  How much pain can you endure?  What are you going to do when they take your testicles and crush them?  What are you going to do when they beat you unconscious, and you wake up hanging by your feet completely hairless and they start skinning you alive?  When they take your own skinning knife and start ripping large chunks of skin off of your body?  How long will it take before you tell them where all of your stores are?  Where your gold and silver are hidden?  How brave are you?  How much pain can you with stand?  What are you going to do when they cut your wife’s breast’s off right in front of you?  When they continuously sodomize your daughter in front of you?  When will you give it up?  There are ruthless, soul less people in this world and every creep that ever crawled out of the mud will try to hurt you to get, no, to take what is yours.  I don’t care if your army ranger, Green Beret, special black opts operative.  I don’t care if you can shoot the eye out of a squirrel running across the field two hundred yards away.  I don’t care if you were a sniper and can hit a target 1300 yards away.  You will lose! 

Let’s say these guys/gals come at you.  In anticipation, however, you have fortified your house.  You’ve upgraded to bullet proof glass.  You’ve switched out your doors for the heavy duty metal door.  You have your Kevlar body armor; as does the rest of your family.  You’ve taught your family how to shoot.  You are ready for battle.  They come at you.  And, being a ammunition conservative – that means, one bullet, one kill, you and your family manage to kill the first 5,000 that try to take what’s yours.  Then, having run out of ammunition, you take out the bows and kill another 20 or 30 enemy.  Now, they breech your defenses.  You take out your machete and commando knife and kill another five or six before they get you.  But, in the end, they do get you.  You lose!!!  End of story!!  Again, how much pain can you handle before you give it all up?  What are you going to do when bullets are more valuable than gold and/or silver?  In short, in the end you’re screwed and you’re dead.

Let’s look at another option.  Let’s say that you hook up with about ten other militia-survivalist patriots.  You all get together, find a piece of land.  You build on the land.  You get your energy systems running.  You get your water purification system.  You fortify your compound.  You electrify the fence you constructed around your land.  You put out land mines.  You set up your Claymore mines in ac crisscross pattern so that every inch of your boundary is covered every which way from Sunday and then some.  Your gardens are producing all you can eat and more.  You have all the meat you can store.  You are totally fortified and able to protect that which is yours.  So, now you are not in a FEMA camp, but, you are in a prison camp of your own making.  Now, also, you are large enough to get on the radar of not only the marauders, but the government.   First the marauders come and you are able to beat them off.  Now, the government troops show up.  First the local agency shows up, then FEMA, DELTA, NATO and then the U.S. Army.   You try to reason with them to leave you alone.  They can’t, however, because you are outside of the regular adopted system.  You are not controlled and you must be controlled.  The Army moves in with tanks, helicopters (e.g. Apache’s with stinger air to ground missiles), and battalion strength ground forces.  Your anti-tank ground mines, Claymore mines and electrified fences are no match for the military.  You surrender.  They take you to a FEMA camp in the area, chip you, retinal scan you and process you into the new totalitarian government and you are just another slave.  Or, you decide to shoot it out with a superior force, take about a hundred with you and die.  Either way, it’s game over!!

I then turned the tables on him and asked, “Okay smart ass, what are you going to do?”

“I” he answered, “Am going to become a mountain man a la “Jeremiah Johnson.”

“Like the movie with Robert Redford,” I exclaim.

“Yep!”  He proclaims.  “I’m learning how to hunt, trap and fish.  I’m learning which berries are good and which are poisonous.  I will have my sleeping bag, my rifle, my side arm, my fishing pole, my cross bow and arrows and  my knives.  I will live of the land in the wilderness.  Just an innocuous traveler, trapper with no visible means of any type,  I will have nothing that anybody would want even if they could find me.

“What about your wife,” I queried?

“Oh, she and our two dogs will be with me, living off of the land; bothering nobody and not being bothered or seen by anybody else.”  

“That’s a pretty bleak existence,” I continue.

“Yes, but at least I’ll be free!” he retorts.

“It’s all a matter of perspective,” I share.  “It all comes down to the “Flight or fight” auto respond system that we all have.”

“No, it comes down to survival at the lowest common denominator,” he says.

So, let me ask you a question.  What will you do when…?”

I look forward to your input.

Until next time, I am Eldee C. Spratt, “The American Patriot!”  I’m a candidate for the Presidency of the United States and I want your support and vote.  Ever the optimist, I still believe with God’s help we can still turn this country around and take back our Constitution.  Please help me!  Thank You.

     
      

Total Chaos - What Will You Do When

Hello Patriots:

We’re going to take a little detour from the Constitution.

I traveled to Syracuse this past week.  My eldest son just graduated from a U.S. Navy sponsored program in journalism.  He was one of eight men selected for the program.  He is now a certified “motion media journalist.”  His next duty station is Naples Italy for the next three years (tough duty, eh).  After four tours in Iraq, two of those tours as a combat cameraman entrenched with a navy seal team, he was told that he was finished in the Middle East and given his choice of duty stations.  He chose Japan, where he worked in the news room of the Armed Forces Radio station for four years before being selected for the Syracuse program.

The day after his graduation, we took a trip to Niagara Falls, after which we drove up to Toronto to watch the Los Angeles Angels play the Toronto Blue Jays.  On our journey, which took about two and a half hours because of traffic, I asked my son if he could help me take this blog viral.  He, of course, asked me why?  I explained to him that the country was in a huge mess and that I needed to be the President to straighten out the mess.  He told me that it was too late.  And, he told me that he had no idea on how to use social media to make a blog go viral.  I queried, “How can that be?  You just graduated from Syracuse in ‘motion media’?”  He chuckled and replied, “I work in television.  I don’t use Facebook or YouTube or blogs.  You’re on your own.

Then we got into the discussion on the impending crash and downfall of this country.  I told him of all the things I was trying to do to ready myself and my family for the melt down.

That is when he let loose, “It doesn’t matter what you’re doing.  When the proverbial Sh*t hits the fan, it isn’t going to matter.  The best thing you could do is not own anything.”

I started telling him about being self -sufficient.  I told him that for about $100 per panel, one could have solar energy; for about $250, one could have wind energy - the wind in Las Vegas blow at least 300 days out of the year.  Hence, with solar and wind and about 18 golf cart batteries, while the rest of the grid is dark, without electricity, one’s freezer, refrigerator, TV, radio and computer still worked.

I told him about the supplies that one needed to stockpile, the fresh water, the water purifying system and the vertical hanging vegetable and fruit gardens, extra batteries, etc., etc…

He replied, “So what!”

I answered, “What do you mean, so what?”

He explained, “When the system collapses, there is going to be complete chaos and anarchy.  The wealthy, privileged and powerful, will have already fled the country to another place or country where they are already setting up for their next place where they will be secure and exempt from the pending crisis.  Even Rush Limbaugh, who has a net worth in excess of $32 million talks about it, but won’t give his listeners any details, is ready to jump ship.  Martial law will be imposed.  FEMA troops, the U.S. military, DELTA and NATO Troops will be all over this country trying to reestablish law and order.  Within the first three hours, all of the grocery stores will be plundered.  If you don’t believe me, look at what happened when Katrina hit New Orleans.  The banks will close.  You’re currency will be worthless.”  At which time he pulled out an Iraqi bill.  It said $50 Billion Dinar; that’s right billion with a ‘B’.  My son told me that if he could find an institution in which to exchange the note, he might have enough money to buy a pack of gum.  With two bills like that, he might be able to purchase an egg or a pint of milk.

I countered, “That’s why we are converting as much of our currency to silver and gold as we can.”

He replied, “So what!  When the banking system shuts down, who’s going to convert your gold and silver?  The only place that you will be able to exchange your hard assets is in one of the FEMA camps that have been set up around the country into which they – the current government- herd the people.  Only those that have entered the FEMA compound – camp – and have had the RFID chip inserted into their arm and/or have been tagged with a retinal I.D., will be able to conduct business in the camp.  Once you enter the camp, you are a slave to the system.  You are tagged and now belong to them.”

To which I stated, “That is why we want to be self-sufficient.  There are about ten million patriots out there; like-minded people who I believe will come together as one and try to re-establish our country.  I believe that the military, once they see what we are doing, will abandon the military machine that is trying to fight us, and join us.”

He then enlightened me, “The personnel in the military do as they are told.  Ninety-eight percent don’t have, and have never had an original thought.  If they are told to kill someone, they will kill that person no questions asked.  They are nothing more than walking zombies doing a job like any other citizen who gets up every morning and goes to work.  The military is just another corporation.”  Then he said, “What are you going to do when…?” And, he just let the questions hang there unfinished.

I said, “When what?”

He again replied, “When the system dies.  Let’s say that you’ve done everything right.  You’ve installed solar and wind, you’ve made your water purification system operational.  You have your vertical gardens producing more food in greater quantities than even you can imagine. You have a surplus.  You have your freezer stocked with enough beef and pork to last at least two years.  You have dry goods to last for three years.  You have four or five  55 gallon drums of purified water.  You have say $25,000 or $50,000 that you have converted to gold and silver – mostly silver – because silver is more easily convertible to the current MPC (Military Police Currency) that will be issued in place of the good old greenbacks – which by the way if you haven’t noticed are no longer green.  Let’s say that you heeded the warning of all those patriotic militiamen out there and bought a few weapons.  You have an: AK-47; SK-47; AR-15; 30-06; your or rather granddad’s .44 magnum  gas operated carbine; your 243 with the thousand yard scope; the .22 caliber long rifle; the 12 and 16 gauge shot guns; and your hand guns: .44 caliber magnum revolver, .22 caliber revolver;  .57 caliber magnum revolver;  9mm Glock and a few others.  You also have your crossbow, sportsman’s  bow, machete, and your hunting knife, carving knife, commando knife, and skinning knife.  And, over the last couple of years you have taken heed and managed to procure about 5,000 rounds of ammo for your weapons, as well as, shafts for your bows.  Let’s say you’ve done all that.”

I answer, “Okay, let’s just say that I’m as ready as a good boy scout.”

“Great” he answers.  “Now, how are you going to protect what is yours?”  “Besides you,” he continues, “Who in the family can shoot?  Who besides you has any military or survival training at all; mom, my brother or sister?  Who?  How many weapons can you shoot at one time?”

He goes on to say, “Look, there are two different scenarios for you and each one ends the same way.  Scenario one:  You have more than enough.  The system crashes.  The stores are looted.  There is no more food or water to be had.  Three days later, you notice that your neighbors are starving.  How long can they go without food?  I know that you fasted for four and a half days before; and, by the fourth day all you could think about was food and chewing.  A person can go just about three days without water before dying.  ‘What the heck’ you say to yourself, I can’t in good conscience let my neighbors starve to death or dehydrate to death.  So, in an act of Christian compassion, you give your neighbor some of your excess produce, fruit and water.  They are very grateful and thank you profusely.  Can you guess what happens then next day?  They come back for more and bring seven of their best friends.  You say, ‘what the heck.”  You have enough for a few more and you can’t watch them die in the street.  By the third day, it’s like a high school party where ten people were invited and the word got out that Eldee was having party and instead of ten people, a hundred people are beating on your door wanting, demanding what you have.  You now must start turning hungry, thirsty people away.  Now, it gets nasty.  Ordinary Christian people, who wouldn’t hurt a fly in their collective lives are now a hungry, thirsty, unruly mob; think lynch mob like in the old westerns on T.V.  And, they will not be denied.  So, you pull out your weapon to protect what is yours and what you planned on for so long for this emergency.  They rush you, a hundred strong. You manage to get off four or five rounds before they overtake you.  Now, you’re on the ground being beaten to death, the mob takes down your wife and kids leaving you on the ground with a broken and beaten body.  Your family is lying on the ground bleeding and /or dying and the mob plunders your food and water supplies and takes all that for which you have prepared so hard and so long.”