Originally published at Notes from the bunker…. You can comment here or there.
Its Patriots’ Day! Get out there and make some noise!
I have a hot date with the Dillon 1050 and 1m .452″ 230 gr. TC bullets later this week.
Plenty of food, plenty of ammo….the upcoming years are going to be messy but we’re going to go through them with every advantage we can get.
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After I went to Rosauers the other day and confirmed that they were, in fact, selling large quantities of storage food in #10 cans I started calling all my LMI friends and acquaintances to inform them to get in on the action. As I thought about it later I realized that the order in which I called them, and those whom I thought ‘call immediately’ and ‘meh, I’ll call them later’ was a subconscious prioritizing and ranking of where they stood on the Friends Of Zero scale. The ones I felt closest to I called first, the ones I’m kind of ambivalent about I called much later (or haven’t called at all yet). In this way, I’ve had a rather eye-opening experience into the nature of my relationships with the people I hang out with. Kinda interesting.
Speaking of, I went back there today and there was significantly less food. One of the LMI told me that when he went to checkout the clerk said “Oh, another one!” and mentioned that the record for the day had been one person buying $800 worth of food. The fella at the supermarket I spoke with said that the stuff has been selling very well and he thinks it might become a regular item. I dont know if they appreciate the market for that kinda product. Once you spend your $800 on it, youre pretty much done for twenty years or twenty kilotons, whichever comes first. I picked up a couple more cans of scrambled egg mix. Me and a budding LMI (more about him in the next paragraph) joked that there was no way we were going through the apocalypse eating just rice and beans. Indeed, while rice and beans has been a staple of Third World countries I cannot for the life of me think why anyone would want to live like a Third World country when they dont have to.
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In the last few weeks a fella has been dropping by the shop once in a while to talk preparedness. He’s been into it on and off since Y2k but he has gotten back into it in a much bigger way as of late. I bounce ideas at him, give him my opinions (for whatever theyre worth), loan him books and sometimes make him a nice deal on preparedness stuff. We chitchat in that familiar and welcome way of people who have finally found people who ‘understand’ each other. Lets face it, many times when youre talking long term food, ammo, bunkers, ham radios and bugout bags to people youre going to get some seriously weird looks unless the person youre talking to is a like-minded individual. Anyway, he’s in a business that, like my own, has a certain utility amongst the LMI. One of the things he does is sell, recharge, test, etc. fire extinguishers.
Now, most of us have the small extinguishers you buy in a two-pack up at CostCo for $40. Nothing wrong with them, Im sure many a kitchen grease fire has met its powdery end at the hands of someone wielding one. But, sometimes you want something with a little more firepower. After all, when the wheels fly off civilization it won’t take a Ph. D in BTU’s to whip up fiery trouble with some gasoline and an empty bottle of Night Train. So, without getting into the realm of ‘not man-portable’, I got the fire extinguisher equivalent of “ten pounds a’ swingin’ cod” as a wise man once said.
Considering the plethora of electrical equipment thats running around here, this could be handy.
What I really want is a modern version of the old stirrup pumps used during the Blitz. There is a modern version out there, but Im having a hell of a time finding a US supplier.
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An interesting .pdf came across my monitor the other day. International Medical Guide For Ships. The ’ships medicine chest’ at the end is pretty illuminating and would probably go quite well with the appendices in ‘Where There Is No Doctor’.
