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.