After The Math

[curt]

....or, how to deal with the inevitable aftermath of the approaching collapse of the US and with it, the World economy. We had a thread like this going good over at the first RBC...remember, the one we all moved to from other cyber places like The Smirking Chimp and Project for the Old American Century ?? Those were the days. We were hot on convincing people the USA is fascist. Life was rough. Nobody listened. We screamed our lungs out, some of us. Still, nobody listened. The Bush bashing took the front seat of most every discussion. No time for reality. No "Blick in die Zukunft" (view in the future). Tough titty, too late, the train is gone and now we have to look around for "a place to sleep". (after a personal experience as a young GI in Frankfurt. Life sucks when you realize you blew it big time by not listening to people's warnings)

Quoting Bo......(from a mini crusade he was on today);

"Well, here's your future discussion topic: The USA is dead.

The body's been burned to a crisp, hung from a bridge, and the limbs are falling off.

The RBC is now making plans to survive the aftermath. That's the reality we need to prepare for now."

So bring 'em on, those survival techniques. Copy & Patse from the other other RBC too. What good will it do us o'er there when the damn place (TribeNet) collapses ?

[curt]

I guess an ogg is a worthless dog. Wlado used the term on the last page. Dude's known for makin up new terms.....just like germs....and garden werms. arf arf !

[waldopaper]

The Drug War- The Last White Hope... it's 2 hours long... and probably won't tell you much you don't know what THAT'S about??? part of the math? is there more?

[littleoldme]

It's all bullshit! You know it, I know it, and so do those who sponsor the "war".

[waldopaper]

whoops... somehow part of this post got deleted. I said... during the footage taken in LA there were TENTS lining the street... like it was part of the regular deal... does anybody know what THAT'S about? What- we got people living on sidewalks now?

[littleoldme]

I read somewhere that tent cities are going up in parks. Sad isn't it. Damn, what has happened to our country?

[waldopaper]

So that's what's goin on? We got people living in tents on sidewalks... in parks... and all we see is "here's flappy with the weather... stay tuned to see if zoozoo or looloo wins doodoo from noonoo?? THIS is "triangulation." It doesn't entirely reflect how the peeps "think," but how souless colorless odorless tasteless opportunistic "process managers" THINK we think. Now me?

I repaired the (gravel) driveway today and am getting to know the dirt. There is no aggregate in this soil AT ALL. Add water... it turns into glue. No water... it turns into cement. Compare this to sand... wet sand is just as hard as dry sand... maybe harder. When THIS shit is wet, it's like toothpaste... dry, it's like a sidewalk. The corn is pokin up, the maters are goin nuts... and everything else is trying to avoid being fried or drowned. Keep it somewhere between toothpaste and sidewalk, and shit grows really well.

I'm still learning about nutrients for each plant type... Ph levels... buncha shit i never thought was important... well... important- but i left it to specialists. So I chose to be a language-specialist "knowledge" worker... for all the reasons I was told about the "knowledge economy" and specialization. Turns out, I'm a pastry chef in the land where they can't tell a turd from a tootsie roll. Try and sell these assholes a profiterole.

I got hired into some big companies a couple of times because they thought I was talking about a PROFIT roll... and anything that has "PROFIT" in it is good. When they found out I was just some kind of cook that made some kind of desert... I was out on my ass. Oh, I tried explaining pastry. Good luck with that in can't-tell-turd-from-tootsie-roll land. So here I am... diggin in the dirt... and diggin it. I wish I hadn't spent so much time on that hooty-tooty artsy-fartsy shit... and learned how to make food and fix shit.

Because there's people who MAKE the food... and people who TAKE the food. I DID learn something about that... but I can tell you everything I learned about every kind of martial skill in six words: "What's that on your shoe?" BLAT. The distraction is relatively easy. The BLAT part is difficult for anybody with a soul.

Which brings up "military fetishism." What the fuck. People never write about the military... it's always "the troops." And not just "the troops," oh nooooo... it's gotta be "Our" "Brave" troops. Well, first of all- don't know about YOU- but they aint "mine." If some yak wants to think that by (s)he's "defending my freedom" by doing laundry on the USS Deathpork, that's cool with me... but scuse me... my "freedom" (day-to-day-in-REALITY) is more about avoiding the "cops" trying to "protect me" by checking my paperwork and piss and seatbelt and speed than some hoodie-wearin tweaker bustin a move on my house.

First of all, the DOGS will wake me up. So I don't NEED no fuckin kops out bustin people on the freeway for seatbelt violations. Now that I'm awake- what- call "9-11?" What- so they can draw a chalk outline around my flop hours after the tweekers decided "dead men tell no tales?"

Now... at this point... I gotta say I encountered small-town cops when my son was lost who were a whole lot more concerned with helping me find Zeke than busting somebody for something. Good on 'em. They seem to be a part of the community... rather than the robotic thugs assigned to collect revenue by force here in this major population center. They got their flak-vests and night-goggles. Say... what's that on yer shoe? BLAT you motherfukkin mercinary asshole.

It's gonna come down to the tweakers and the kops. My question is: which one are you most apprehensive about? (because each of them are after those of us who have something to take)

[littleoldme]

"My question is: which one are you most apprehensive about? (because each of them are after those of us who have something to take)".

Both.

Geese are better then dogs for playin' the night watchman They eat bugs and ya get eggs.

[pan]

The soil we had in Southeast Missouri was red clay. They mined kitty litter from the stuff a few miles out of town. We composted and worked in peat moss and chicken manure into the soil. After about three years the soil was actually draining and didn't turn into slick ceramic after every rain. Work the soil and it will improve.

[Mouse]

According to Kengi on Ning at projectkengikat
there are now 98,000 homeless people in Los Angeles.

[pan]

For Waldo, a story about the growth in the Amish community.

[Mouse]

Still cold here, and I gather the price of gas rose by 15-20% (depending on supplier) during 2 hours last night, due to a leak in a pipeline. By gas here in England we mean the wonderful light airy stuff that works so well in a cooker, or boiler or fire. Not petrol. The pipeline can't be fixed until next year.
Oh what a surprise.

[BO]

Gonna be a hell of an energy crisis this winter, methinks. Got me thinkin' about going back to wood for fuel. Kinda miss those wood-chopping days anyway. And since the BOs' 'hippy house' was designed to take advantage of a central heat source, it wouldn't bother me a bit. In fact I rather enjoy it when the power goes out. I especially like seeing the spoilt mcmansioner types bitch about their freezing pipes and misery.

The BO family is up in Canada for the week (Whistler, BC). Nice to visit a culture that cares for the environment much more than Americans do. Wish we could stay. Such a nice european atmosphere, so much more civilized. Expensive though. Told all the young ladies we met that my son would be looking for a nice Canadian gal soon. That got a few laughs.

Went ziplineing today. Zipping along 200 feet in the air through the rainforest. Kinda scary. At least I can check it off my bucket list.