Gun Violence


Do you know why “gun violence” is a problem? Because of batshit crazy people, that’s why. Do you know why it’s a bigger problem now than, say, 20 or 50 or 100 years ago? Because there are more people—higher population equals a higher percentage of batshit crazy.

And do you know why it seems like ALL THE TIME there is a batshit crazy person shooting up the place? The Internet, that’s why.

We used to have news programs 2-3 times a day. Now it’s 24/7. Here’s an example—remember when, if there was a tornado coming, the news channels would broadcast that to let everyone know? And remember, too, when it was going to rain or a thunderstorm was expected, those news people would say, “Well, looks like rain and wind and lightning today, folks!”

And that was it.

Today, it’s “OMG, we’re in STORM MODE! Stay tuned while we interrupt all your favorite programming to tell you it’s RAINING!”

Doesn’t that tell you a single thing? We’re drama queens.

Particularly when it comes to social media—everyone wants to be “first.” You know how those annoying “first” comments used to pop up all the time? Now everyone wants to be the “first” to announce a MAJOR EVENT! JUST HAPPENED! OMG, look at me, I TOLD YOU FIRST!

Let’s break this down a bit more:

Why do people want to own and shoot an AR-15 which, by the way, is NOT an automatic weapon. It’s semi-auto—one pull of the trigger equals one shot. But why not just own a regular rifle or handgun?

Because it looks cool.

I kid you not. It’s the difference between a Mustang, for example, and a Taurus. They’ll both do the job, but one is really awesome.

And an AR-15 is NOT a military weapon. It’s modeled after one, the M-16. Remember when kids used to be allowed to play with toy guns? Even if they weren’t, of course, they’d still point fingers and yell, “Bang!” What did those toy guns look like? Real guns, amiright?

Of course, you may be so “progressive” that you didn’t allow your kids to play with toy guns. I have a friend like this—she has seven boys. They still pointed fingers and yelled, “Bang!”

On another note, a friend posted on social media—okay, several of them—that he wished that there was no more violence and hate in the world.

About that. We all would like that. Yes, even gun owners. But it will NOT HAPPEN.

First, you can’t legislate feelings, although you can outlaw acting on one’s feelings. This, by the way, is part of sane adulthood—not an oxymoron—you CAN FEEL whatever you want, but you simply don’t act on it.

It’s called responsibility.

Second, and most important, is that the world is full of sin—things like hate and violence—and those are simply not going away because one wishes it to be so. Or because one organizes marches or groups or sit-ins or protests.

Thanks to that whole kerfuffle with God, Satan, Adam, and Eve, this is the way things are. Sinful.

 

 

 

Prep Monday—What’s Happening in September?


If you follow any kind of prepper sites or individuals, you might be wondering what the big deal is about next month. To be truthful, I don’t know.

There are generally two schools of thought about all the significant events that are taking place in September:

1. Business as usual and all the crackpots are predicting doom and gloom.

2. Doom and gloom are heading our direction and SHTF is imminent.

Me, I’m on the fence.

On the one hand, you might think all the events are perfectly fine, the government is simply taking care of us, and nothing very significant will change. Besides, the media isn’t talking about September . . .

On the other hand, the government’s job isn’t to “take care of us,” not like this, and the non-mainstream media IS talking about it. Of course, a lot of people refer to them as nutjobs, and honestly, some of them are a few sandwiches short of a picnic. And, too, we all know about mainstream media; they’re more interested in the Kardashians, et al, than actual news.

So let’s look at a “what if” scenario, but first, Google “September 2015” in quotes, just like I wrote it. Go ahead. I’ll wait.

 

A lot of information, yes? I don’t expect you to have read it all, or even a fraction. You should, of course, always consider the source and the probability, but really—this isn’t something to mess around with.

It’s just about a month away now that Jade Helm 15 will come to an end. Then what? Some have predicted or are expecting military maneuvers, some have chosen the date of September 15 to be the culmination of all the events of that month, and others believe that things will only begin to go downhill at that time, but rapidly get worse.

Again, I’m on the fence.

I think it’s perfectly possible. Probable? I don’t know. And therein lies my dilemma.

Any prepper worth his weight in supplies is ready or getting there. Me, I’ve stepped up my game. I have a hundred potential scenarios playing in my head, and I need to get a grip and detail the plans for perhaps 2-3 of them.

We have a place. We have supplies. We have transport and routes.

We also have a kid who just started his senior year.

If I had my druthers, I’d be packing and moving over the next couple weeks. But I can’t. The biggest issue, of course, is getting out when you need to, if you need to. Will it be possible? I sincerely hope so.

In the meantime, we’re getting organized. As I said, we have a place and we have supplies there. We have some duplicates as far as clothing or household items and such, but very little because we’d rather spend our money on things we don’t have and need, rather than more things we already have. You follow? Okay.

It’s almost time to pack up the summer clothes anyway, but not quite; so you might see us out and about in the same clothes for the next few weeks. You might notice fewer pictures and things around our house; maybe even less furniture. I hadn’t planned to move these things until we had the exact place to put them in the new house, to save moving things twice, but I’m beginning to rethink that plan.

So, well, you might think I’m nuts. Maybe I am. Some days I feel like it! But, everyone has to do whatever they think is best. If a hurricane were out in the Gulf—and I lived there—I’d be prepping for a “just in case,” right? Might look funny to those who didn’t know about the hurricane, or to those who expected the government to take care of them if something went south, but . . . might not be so funny in the aftermath.