So in the last couple of months 3 new little crusaders have been born to young Sede couples I know and it looks like they will be the first of many children.
The tractor i managed to get has had the basic service done and works well. There is still some work to do on it to reconnect all the electrics as some are disconnected and the electrical panel was modified somewhat so it’s not so straight forward, but that’s a relatively minor issue.
We also need to add a couple of metal struts to the tricia to make it more sturdy and less likely to break if I make a mistake using it, since although the tractor is basically a small tank, the tools you attach to it need to be properly used, like with anything. It would be awesome if a small cupola with a .50 cal machine gun was a possible attachment, but I think the authorities frown on that sort of thing; for reasons that escape me really.
Anyway, the other thing is that I am finally about to test my first shipment of olive oil to the USA I hope in the first half of July, so with a bit of lick by the end of July a few tins of it will be available there as a test run.
And my tiny experiment planting a few potatoes seems to almost be working.
As an inspiration to anyone else planning to wait out the coming economic collapse/nuclear winter/zombie apocalypse, it take time boys and girls, and hard as it may be I do not regret a single minute of making the shift to attempting to be a farmer, unsuited as I may be for that task.
So I hope many of you are making plans to do the same.
The previous post linked to something I wrote in 2008, but had been aware of from at least 1992 or so.
Here it is, and below I am going to review its predictions against the current state of things, point by point.
Generally
A lot of things have changed in the last 16 years. I went from being a single, once divorced, childless, generally Zen Agnostic hedonist type with strong views on justice and laissez-faire liberalism to a thrice married, father of five children and a hardcore Sedevacantist Catholic with strong views on justice and strong views on the consequences of laissez-faire liberalism.
It can be said that 16 years ago, despite my obvious general cynicism and misanthropy I was still, like all of us before the covid scam/mass murder events of current WWIII a wide-eyed, rose tinted glasses optimist about humans and their nature in general.
1. People will become a lot more tolerant towards each other
This I was waaaay off on. And you can tell that even at my most secularist cynical I was in fact a wide eyed optimist about humans and their ability to do logic instead of their monkey-like tendencies to just fling their own faeces at random based on their emotions and that behaviour exponentially increasing the more their real nature is exposed to the world.
2. Certain behaviours will have to be de-regulated
This I was rather correct on, but more in the sense that all sorts of perversions are now more and more normalised and the only real taboo now is to have any moral standards whatsoever.
I hadn’t specifically thought too much about the clown world tendency to want to pervert and degrade everything because i simply assumed that things like child rape would always be things everyone would agree should result in the sentence, and as a then secularist for the most part, didn’t consider deeply enough what things like sexual permissiveness amongst adults would eventually lead to, because even as degenerate as my own tastes may have been, I never imagined anyone would try to normalise bestiality say, or people in assless gimp suits or worse, being urinated on in public at “pride” events. Once again, my boundless optimism about humanity had me fooled.
3. Identity theft will become harder and more severly punishable
Generally I was correct except if the government is trying to do it to you, although in fairness this hardly needed mentioning, and the reality is that even then it IS more difficult to fool people into buying the lies like Obama being American or the Las Vegas shooting being all by that one lone gunman and so on. They will of course still make you subject to all the punishments, but no one is really fooled by the Biden body doubles and the fake news.
4. Identity theft will become more common and more lucrative
Also kind of generally correct.
5. The faceless corporation will begin to die
In a sense this is true although the faceless corporations are also morphing into faceless government branches of the bureaucracy, but individuals within them are getting easier to expose in general terms even then. See Fauci for example amd Bourla and Klaus Schwab and even the major puppeteers like the Rothschilds running the BIS and so on. It will be a while before small groups of people are more immune to the ravages of such monstrous and monolithic entities, but it is/will continue to happen. In isolated incidents for now but increasingly more likely. One larger example is the shedding of French colonial power from Africa and other colonies.
6. You will not be able to get away from anyone
This was essentially correct.
7. Who you are will become more and more evident to all from this moment forward.
Also true mostly, despite the amount of energy spent in trying to persuade the masses of variously more or less carefully crafted narratives concerning various individuals, anyone who cares enough and has a modicum of intelligence can generally get a good sense of who almost anyone is
So: In conclusion. Why wait?
Wether you like it or not, privacy is mostly dead and it’s not going to get better unless we are all thrown back to the stone age. So you need to adapt to this reality regardless of your feeling about it, which was the same as my original perspective 16 years ago.
Despite many practical things becoming more difficult and expensive, neither of which is particularly helpful in putting one in a positive mood, I am definitely getting a sense that people in the West are getting increasingly tired and hence more willingly to openly resist Clown World.
I’d certainly like to get a sense from the readers here too if they would, even if I suppose this audience is bound to be a little biased, still… if you don’t mind, take the anonymous poll below and then enjoy the random bits of rebellion I have listed below.
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In UK
A group of UK activists broke into Israel’s biggest wеаpon manufacturer in the city of Kent and destroyed computers and equipment.
“Before this, tens of activists cut through three security fences in the early hours, breaching the high-security premises at the park.
Some also laid stinger spike strips at the roads leading to the factory to prevent any vehicles from entering.”
In broad daylight and look at the people’s reaction.
Considering that the UK is the place were Sam Melia got 2 years for printing stickers that simply said “It’s Ok to be white”, this is a pretty ballsy move.
In Germany
And keep in mind that Germany is EXTREMELY oppressive. people get fined and charged for reporting public facts about the crime committed by immigrants for example and you can and will get fined and charged there for “deadnaming” a mentally ill person that pretends everyone share their mental illness and pretends he is a she or that she is a he. but there are some serious (if old) holdouts.
In America
While more limited to rhetoric, rather than action with definite possible legal consequences, America too seems to be having a bit of an Overton Window Shift.
Perhaps most surprising of all for me was this bit of news:
Wikipedia has been such a hive of SJWs that this was rather surprising.
In Europe in General
The idea of a draft for going to war in Ukraine in my opinion would result in possibly simply open rebellion throughout Europe. Perhaps some countries would go along with it, possibly the Polaks (there is a reason that thought the Earth Polish jokes about their stupidity are universal), maybe the English (the older generation is always ready to push the younger ones into the fire, of all the boomers that ever boomed, only the American boomer booms louder than the British boomer).
But I think certainly in Southern Europe, Italy, Spain, Greece, France too probably, but they are half-Anglos really, so who knows, the likelihood of having to face armed soldiers at home instead of Russian ones with drones abroad is probably more of a likely response from your average European. Besides, the worst they can do if you refuse to enrol is put you in jail, and while European jails are now African Ghettos, they are still going to be more pleasant than a trench in Ukraine. And a few might even decide that if they have to die fighting, they may as well shoot at the bastards who are really trying to kill them in the first place, which is not the Russians.
So, again, perhaps it’s just my impression, but my sense is that there is a shift happening. Not that I think this will in any way slow down the pedophilic vampires in charge from trying to continue with their plans at all, but I do think they are running out of ways to ensure their success to the extent they wanted it.
Gather your lonely eyes to your bright screen, young-one. Read in your solitary life, how we of the old world used to roam the lands without cell phones or any other means of communicating at a distance, and engaged in rituals you know nothing about.
You associate the acronym RPG with computer generated games you play by yourself, on a screen, perhaps at best talking over the internet with a few other strangers. Political correctness now being s draconian that the mere calling of another player a “faggot” will get you banned from the server in many cases. You have been robbed of your history, because it is always year zero in your dystopian world, and as you stuff more carcinogen-laced, nutrient-free, soy-based, fat-free, but lard-inducing pretend-food into your sickly, inflamed body, you are unaware of the origins of RPGs: Role-Playing Games.
They started all long, long, ago, in a land far, far away. And the grandfather of them all was Dungeons & Dragons. Back then, personal computers did not really exist yet, these were the early 1980s, and neither did mobile telephones. I first heard of these games as if they were some sort of illegal thing that only one kid that was year older than my friend and I had, and that you could not use alone. Nevertheless we went to his home and asked if we could take part, and he said yes.
So we gathered in his lounge, about 5 or six of us, my friend, my brother, the boy we had gone to who owned the books, and a couple of other guys, neither of whom we had met before. We were told to roll some six-sided dice in order to create the “stats” the attributes our characters would have. But even before we did this, we marvelled at the gems before us, because along with normal dice we had all seen before, were a bunch of see-through dice inscribed with numbers, but they were unusually shaped and looked like nothing we had ever seen before.
A tiny three-sided pyramid was a D-Four, a four-sided dice! A dodecahedron shaped one with pentagonal faces was a twelve-sided dice, a pointed one onto ends was a D-8 and there were a pair of D-10s of different colours, which when rolled together could generate a D-100; one die being the tens, and the other the units. And then of course, the one die that ruled them all: The D-Twenty. Where a result of 1 was a critical failure, and a result of 20 a critical success. And if you rolled two twenties in a row you then got to roll on the special critical success table with a D-100 and some of the results were awesome, like a decapitation of the master you were fighting instantly.
You needed to calculate what your armour class was, and depending on that, you would be more or less difficult to hit by the monsters, the referee, who presented the scenario and acted for all the monsters and NPCs (non-player characters) would recount the story and present you with situations the group had to deal with. The various classes were fighters, which could also have sub-classes like knights, paladins, and Rangers, and later, also the evil Anti-Paladin, you could be a magic user, who were weak and could not wear armour nor wield anything other than a staff or a dagger or maybe one other weak weapon, but if they survived long enough would eventually gain powerful spells like invisibility and fireball and so on, or be a cleric who could wear armour and use quite decent weapons, as well as cast spells granted to them by their deities, that were usually of a healing nature. No one wanted to be a druid because aside the no armour they also had crappy nature-spells and no one wanted to be a bard, because who wants to be some long-haired prancing faggot in tights who plays a banjo and sings when you could wield a bastard sword, be an expert dagger thrower and wear chain mail and a +2 shield that was also +4 protection versus Dragon breath? Thieves and assassins were untrustworthy but sometimes needed and Rangers were the coolest of all, because we had all read the Lord of the Rings. Paladins were supposed to be cool, but really were seen by most of us as real puritanical pains in the ass that wouldn’t let you flirt with the hot princess you just rescued before you delivered her, a bit disheveled, back to the king; though we did all take exception to the dwarf raping her dead body when the rescue didn’t go as well, and without even discussing it, every player attacked the now naked dwarf while he was molesting the corpse of the princess.
Yes, such were the things that sometimes happened between surviving pit traps and many other types of traps once that infamous book to traps came out, or the new monsters that were in the fiend folio and so on.
Then Traveller came out and now your character could die while you were generating him, even before he had started playing at all. If he did survive, he then had to contend with aliens, space pirates, crappy laser guns that needed a backpack if you were not from a high enough tech level, faulty hyperspace drives that would deposit you into unchartered space with no way back, leaky space suits, absolutely deadly space battles that would wreck your space-ship, and imperial customs searches that would tend to end up with your crew becoming fugitives or prisoners on some god-forsaken asteroid mining radioactive isotopes while you tried to find a way to escape.
And after that Top Secret was out, and you tried your best to take part in some secret agent stuff, though in our case that usually resulted in massive mayhem in downtown LA or whatever city we were supposed to be in, with police sirens, the military and the mafia all having running gun battles with disgustingly high civilian body counts, through shopping centres. Unless we were playing out The Thing in Antarctica with a few twists.
Some of us even played Killer, the very first Live Action Role Playing Game, that’s right, the real LARP. This was a game where each player got a dossier at random, which would be his or her “target” they would have to assassinate, and you could do this by say taping a little note to the bottom of their cup in school that said “poison” and if they drank from it without noticing the note, they were then “dead”. None of us had phones with cameras because they didn’t exist, but if you could take an actual photograph of them and have it developed, and you put a cross-hair which had to be strictly in the middle of the picture both vertically and horizontally, and the cross was on a vital area of the body, then you had successfully “sniped” them. Or you could shoot them with a water pistol and so on. Of course, doing this during class times could easily get you detention, but that just added a certain “frisson” to the game.
The point is that when you played these games, sometimes for days with little sleep between at your friends homes or your own home, especially during the school holidays, you would come across, or invent, scenarios that were sometimes frustrating, but more often than not hilarious, fun and which would make you all laugh. The action all took place in each other’s imaginations, and today when I tried to play such games with people in their twenties even, very often I could see the atrophied brain cells struggling to image the scenes described to them. They would draw a weapon and fire it in the middle of a shopping mall like some kind of psychopath, without any thought of realism. Our running gun battles in downtown San Francisco were the culmination of large bank robberies gone disastrously bad, they weren’t how we started out when some NPC questioned us!
You can see the lack of interest or curiosity when you describe a zombie attacking them or a dragon poking its head out of a cave. They don’t even ask if it’s fast or slow zombies. No curiosity about how decomposed and mechanically viable the zombies are (because it matters, is it a realistic zombie, or is it more a magical type of zombie?) No question about the colour of the dragon’s head (red ones breathe fire, but black ones acid, and so on). It’s sad really.
But aside the laughter and friendship, which are both very important, you learnt so many other things, how to have some kind of team-work going, how to figure out ways to solve problems, and have a ‘there must be a way” attitude no matter what the problem facing you was. We got so good at this that my brother and I even derailed official adventure models that had been professionally produced to result in the players ending up arrested and captured because the fight they faced would otherwise be too impossible to win. Except, using the pre-generated characters from those same modules, so without any special or indeed any change to them, we would defeat the small army of enemies placed against us.
That attitude, with the camaraderie has actually served us all well in real life. When some intractable problem comes up on the farm, my first thought is not “Aw, I need to purchase something, or get a professional here, or…” My first thought is “right, there has to be a way around this”. It’s just instinctive. And sure, maybe some of it comes from growing up in Africa and being a hunter from young age, or in the case of my friend who helped e adapt a part of the tractor, it was because as a farmer’s son, with little money, he too had to invent his own entertainment and make his own go-carts, and little weird wooden toys, not to mention small but functional bombs using fire-crackers and match-heads.
But the point is that your being glued to that phone or PC or TV, and not interacting with other humans in real life of more or less your own age, regardless of if you are 13 or 23 or 33, or even, sadly, 43, is just not good for you. It really isn’t.
And I have no way of making you experience the reality of what I am telling you other than writing it here, far away from you, so you can read it, alone, on your little screen, far away from me, but please believe me, it’s worth doing. it’s worth the embarrassing, scary idea of asking a couple of your friends if they want to try playing a few games to see if it’s fine enough.
And you need to convince them to stick with it for a few games because none of you know how to do it and you may be so socially awkward at first you will be too shy to play properly and spell out well how your characters act, or if you are the referee you will be scared to sound foolish when you describe a weird scenario. But that’s all part of it. And trust me, it doesn’t make you a nerd to play such games with a few friends. Just ask Vin Diesel. Or me, or the friends I had growing up. In fact, if anything, exercising our imaginations made us better at talking to people, coming up with funny things to say on the spur of the moment, or realise that man, as anxious as you might be, if you don’t get off your ass and go ask that pretty girl if she’ll go out with you, nothing is gonna happen, so you do get up and you do go and ask. And usually they turn out to say yes, but even if they say no… ah well… in real life you would have faced off against a red dragon, and probably got your face melted off you even if you survived; so what’s a little rejection. Eh. There are plenty of prettier girls to ask out for coffee. Or maybe she’ll change her mind if you quickly change tack and say: “Oh good! Phew! You’re really pretty, but I can’t STAND coffee drinkers. Awful people. I’m glad we got that out of the way, so, how about a tea instead? glass of water? Sparkling maybe? What’s that? with a slice of lemon? Still no, how about a fruit juice, because I’d really rather not involve any alcohol in our first date, I mean, sorry, but I just want to be safe, girls who make me drink alcohol invariably want to take advantage of me and I just can’t even!” She might still say no, but she’s almost guaranteed to smile a little, and if she really doesn’t, and still says no, and maybe is even rude about it… hey, at least you uncovered her true nature and made your saving through against illusion/charm spell that her appearance was trying to foster on you. Good riddance!
Anyway, you don’t HAVE to play in the flesh, pen and paper role-playing games with real people, and no one can make you, but I really, truly, hope you do. You really don’t know what you are missing out on if you don’t.
And yes I will recommend the game I created, and the ready made adventure module for it in case you are not sure where to start, because it’s funny, easy to learn on and still relatively “realistic” and you can use it to play almost any kind of scenario, and you would benefit from my years of playing RPGs in it because the design of it is both simple yet can be as nuanced or complex as you are comfortable with if you want to get a bit deeper with it. And you can get the digital version then in the best old-style tradition, print the PDF at home, or pay a bit more and get the full colour paperback from Amazon (link to the Amazon version is in the description at the links above). But you don’t have to play this game specifically. I just hope you play one, Any one.
Along with the general dimension of the lie about relationships, on which I have blogged at some length and written a whole book on that is doing quite well even if it’s only available in digital format direct from my E-store, due to its politically incorrect nature, another giant dimension of reality that we have all been lied about is the beneficence of government.
This phenomenon is not one that the average Italian (of my age at least) generally has a real issue with, because from a. young age, certainly back in the 70s, everyone knew that whatever officialdom wanted from you would invariably be a pain in the ass. And it has indeed played out that way for everyone around the world, but in a rather brutal way in Italy.
The level of bureaucracy in Italy is painful, and often idiotic. Not that it is any different anywhere else, but the levels of it are of a different order here. We are like a 19th century mentality trying to pretend to be a 21st level technology. The technology exists, but no one wants it and we all try our best to reject it even if by fits and starts it encroaches on all our lives.
The constitution of this country prior to the Second World War was really quite a cool document of balanced reason, logic and fairness. After the war America made Italy (along with many other countries, if not all) become essentially a subsidiary company of the USA. The so-called Universal Commercial Code and the still to this day secret accords that the USA has over the legalities of Italy, essentially made Italy a vassal state of the USA, and of course, that is obvious from all that is going on today and does not apply only to Italy but rather to the whole of Western Europe. Most people are unaware that Italy is no longer a sovereign nation and neither are any of the EU members. No “country” that is a member of the EU can make any laws or disagree with any laws made by the unelected EU bureaucrats. Hungary, currently refusing to take on millions of illegal aliens is being fined some ridiculous sum (200 million I think? I forget, it’s so fake and gay I can’t be bothered to care) plus a million a day for every day it does not comply. At which point, I ask myself, other than the clear and real danger of assassination, why on Earth, would Victor Orban simply not put all the cards on the table and ask for a referendum. A little couple of easy question like:
Do you want to take in millions of illegal refugees from a completely different culture that have been shown to increase the level of violent crimes in the host country by huge margins, and pay a penalty of 200 billion plus a million a day (or whatever it is) if we refuse? Y/N
AND
Should we get out of the EU and make our own laws and use our own currency and trade with who we want without having our laws, who we sanction or not, and whose military bases we choose to have on our territory if any, beside our own? Y/N
I guarantee you that is that referendum was placed across the board in Western Europe, I doubt a single country would remain in the EU and I doubt a single American military base would remain in our respective countries. And there really is no better time to do this than now. If, by some miracle, and let’s speak hypothetically, the entire Italian political class got struck by lightening tomorrow and suddenly decided to place such a referendum before the Italian people (perhaps after a few weeks of honesty about Ukraine and Russia, just to try and undo some of the brainwashing of the last 70 years, never mind the last 4) and let’s say the average zombified co-nationals of mine all pretty much voted to get out of the EU and to tell the Americans to take their military, and their bases, (some 150 of them apparently) and piss right off, what, exactly, could America do about it?
Nothing, is the short answer. Which is not to say they wouldn’t try. I am sure they would push colour revolutions, Soros or someone else acting for the deep state (whoever replaced Victoria Neuland) would try to finance “spontaneous” events like they did in the Maidan in Ukraine in 2014. But the average Italian is a responsibility dodging, authority avoidant, individual, so the “revolt” would probably mostly be foreigners living in Italy, which, if you asked the average Italian what we should do with them… well… here is a poll I referred to before that I think shows lower numbers than what is the real sentiment.
I certainly was not aware of this when I wrote the Rise of the Patriarchy style post yesterday that is certainly due, but it sort of makes my point better in one tweet than I can in I a thousand words. And notice… teenagers.
The return of a hardcore patriarchy is inevitable. And the younger generation is going to be the one doing the grunt work. And when a whole generation starts to simply use force in order to return things to a semblance of justice, sanity, rule of law, logic and so on, guess what: no government on Earth can stop it, and the more force they try to use to kill such a movement, the more the result will be the opposite.
Generation Alpha is going to be a very interesting generation. They are being bombarded from birth with absurd lies and if my generation does their job (we can’t rely on millennials to do anything as they are the younger incarnation of boomers to a large extent) which simply entails giving them the unvarnished truth about any specific topic, and teaching them how to do math, and logic and learn to think objectively about things while controlling their emotions, so as to use them instead of be used by them, well… in that case I think at least half of them will love objective truth with a burning fire not seen since the Crusades.
With any luck it will also be backed up by the ultimate Truth of all, real Catholicism. And we know from history that the harder you come down on Catholics, the more they grow and become larger in number and power.
Primarily because the American people, despite their bravado of having guns to revolt against a potentially tyrannical government, have yet not done so.
So let me translate what should have been obvious long ago, what I stated before and what now, probably just as tired of having to spell it out, even the master diplomat Lavrov is reduced to put into language even the neocons running America can begin to understand:
Here is Lavrov
And here is my translation:
“Americans: this time the war will not be limited to Europe. We will nuke America too.”
And in case you still think ‘murica! will “win” consider that they can’t presently even FIND the sub that is somewhere near Cuba. And yes it is a nuclear submarine. With hypersonic nukes that NOTHING ON EARTH can stop. Or in space either for that matter.
So… yeah… if world war three kicks off, in the tac-nuke department, then my prediction is as follows:
Americans will be tac-nuked or maybe even nuke-nuked, and many countries in Europe will have a sudden, massive, violent revolution that will see the entire political class that are the puppets if the (((Americans))) swinging from lampposts.
I don’t think that will happen in the USA though. I think the people there are too docile and addicted to hyperbole and fantasy to actually do much of anything anymore. They are effectively neutered I think.
I hope that is plain enough for the idiot pedos in charge to understand.
Oh… and Israel will disappear from the map.
Because as soon as the big boys start trading nukes the entire Arab world will simply curb stomp Israel. And given current American Aircraft carriers are running away from Yemeni sand people, it does not bode too well for the puppet-masters on the global scene.
But I have a different take on it. I too ignore the freaks. I don’t read newspapers and the only TV we watch is a film we choose to put on. But I am busy planting stuff, cutting grass, fixing up machinery, cutting wood for winter.
Now, I am lucky and I have a little farm, and though it works me to near death, I love it. And some poor GenZ in the USA might just be counting his pennies to get a rucksack and some cheap ammo, but the sensation is the same.
We’re just quietly working away and building our fiefdoms. Big or small as they may be.
And we enjoy watching the sun set from our porch. sometimes it looks like the world is catching fire, of course, hard to tell at dusk, sometimes, but that’s ok too.
Discussing the intensifying of WWIII lately, friend who has a mostly nomadic lifestyle asked if I would do a go-bag post.
He is single, male, has no children and can work from essentially anywhere and is under 30 and enjoying being able to more or less go where he wants when he wants.
His situation may also apply to most young single men that have no real deep attachments or much of a family or extended family, which in today’s world unfortunately is possibly even a majority of young men. At least the ones who are an only child. But it may also apply to a couple of brothers or maybe a couple or even a small group of single male friends.
Anyway, it is not unusual for single young men to not worry too much about anything until bombs start to drop. Even so, with very little effort, it’s possible to put yourself in a much better position than almost all your peers even if you had to start your journey as an escape from a zombie apocalypse hot zone like say London or New York.
So here it is:
If you live at all in a country where it is legal for you to own a handgun, you should already own and be familiar with using one. If you are not, make that your priority. Your handgun is your primary defence weapon and method of preventing your becoming a victim in extreme situations. Become PROFICIENT in its use. This is not optional. If you are going to own a gun and not be proficient with its use and its use under stressful conditions, statistics make it absolutely crystal clear you are better off not having it, because the likelihood is you will be harmed by your own gun. Either because you do something dumb, or because you let someone else get control of it.
You should have at a minimum the following in a go bag:
Multi-tool/knife (ideally both)
Medi-kit with at least some gauze, disinfectant, emergency steri-strip and different sized plasters. Meds for fever symptoms (paracetamol, iboprufen) if available some general purpose antibiotics though you should know what for, water purification tablets, kinetic tape and also stretchy sticky tape/bandage like elastoplat brand (if they still make it). Powder/cream for burns. Toothbrush/paste and emergency tooth filling kit. Fishing line and hooks, needles and thread. Paracord.
At least a few energy bars and some drinking water.
Paper style topographical maps of your immediate area and/or any place you would aim to go to for long term survival.
Compass (unless you know how to navigate by starlight) and/or analogue watch with hand dials (you can use it to navigate).
Small hand-crank powered flashlight that also can be used to charge communication device like smartphone or small portable computer.
You may want to NOT have any smartphone depending on the situation. If there is more than one of you, an inexpensive set of walkie-talkies can be very useful.
At least one roll of toilet paper or some tissues.
Space blanket
Lighter
Change of underwear and socks
Any specific thing you may need, eg:
Eyeglasses or contact lenses
Diabetic or other medication
Specific drug/medicine you require
If you have space, some relevant clothing for the relevant season
Small towel
Instant Coffee
Metal cup/cooking pot combo
Never ending match/flint/magnesium firestarter.
If you also plan to be in the wilderness then you probably need a tent or lean to, a sleeping bag and small gas stove and a trenching tool.
It will take you a day or two if you are starting today to get a backpack and put these things in it.
It’s a very low level of effort for potential maximum gain in a real fast SHTF situation.
You can also have 2 go bags, a little one as above and a second larger one with more stuff like clothes, camping gear, food, etc in case you get a chance to take both and shove them in the car on your back, whatever.
I hope this very obvious and basic set of information is at least inspirational.
And of course, for the more serious minded, get land somewhere rural, build a community of like minded people etc. etc. all the stuff I have blogged in various ways multiple times on this blog.
As I have been saying for years now, you will not have to fight black-uniformed communists with antifa armbands armed with machine guns.
This is how they will grind you down.
Making everything less affordable and everything requiring permission to be done, permits, medical procedures and so on. Taxes on top of taxes on top of fines on top of regulatory board fees.
All while you are constantly bombarded with propaganda to normalise every degenerate behaviour, starting with homosexuality right down to normalising child rape and bestiality.
While you try to shield yourself mentally, psychically and spiritually from the constant barrage and inversions of truth and reality, they will squeeze you economically and physically. Forcing you to eat crap food that does not let your brain or body work properly (see America), poisoning your water and everything they call “food” and “medicine”. So even if you are not yet sterile, your natural wish to reproduce and your possibility to do so will be limited, propagandised against and attacked from all vectors, starting with the ideological ones which they have been doing for over half a century before kicking off the latest large Overton window of general global austerity and constant state of semi-warfare.
This is why I keep telling you you need to eject, disengage and create your own communities.
This is what I knew was coming from before 2014 when I first voiced the concept out aloud, which was that both Christianity and City States will become ascendant again.
You need to build an alternative before any kind of revolution can succeed, regardless of the type of revolution, pacific or violent as they may become. Your only other alternative is to be either a washed out hermit with zero effect and whose legacy will not even extend to his children or become a “crazed lone gunman” on one of the mass media outlets. Those being the extreme opposite ends of the bell curve where the vast majority just succumb and become herded beasts for the axe.
It doesn’t matter how hard it may be. It doesn’t matter if you have no idea how to start. It doesn’t matter how you feel about it. Either you begin or you become utterly meaningless, as does your whole existence and that of any children who might be so unfortunate as to have you as a parent.
Imagine a community of people that do not to rely on anyone for food, water, power or medical attention. Then, and likely only then will you need to start thinking about armed defence. Look at the Amish. They basically are fine and they are completely pacifist. Eventually they will be fenced in and made an example of, but it will be some time yet. And if there are plenty of like-minded people forming communities like this all around the world, it will be impossible to stop them all.
I’m not even telling you to be like me and make yours Sedevacantist. I think anything other than sede will not stand the test of time, but some initial examples exist, like the boers of Orania, in South Africa.
It is a unique example because the hostility of the surrounding population is so prevalent that in a way it forms a kind of “forced” common ground that is very strong regardless of individual differences, which works during hard times but less so during good times. Catholicism has a better track record in the centuries, but hey, whatever works for you, is dine by me.
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Good News
So in the last couple of months 3 new little crusaders have been born to young Sede couples I know and it looks like they will be the first of many children.
The tractor i managed to get has had the basic service done and works well. There is still some work to do on it to reconnect all the electrics as some are disconnected and the electrical panel was modified somewhat so it’s not so straight forward, but that’s a relatively minor issue.
We also need to add a couple of metal struts to the tricia to make it more sturdy and less likely to break if I make a mistake using it, since although the tractor is basically a small tank, the tools you attach to it need to be properly used, like with anything. It would be awesome if a small cupola with a .50 cal machine gun was a possible attachment, but I think the authorities frown on that sort of thing; for reasons that escape me really.
Anyway, the other thing is that I am finally about to test my first shipment of olive oil to the USA I hope in the first half of July, so with a bit of lick by the end of July a few tins of it will be available there as a test run.
And my tiny experiment planting a few potatoes seems to almost be working.
As an inspiration to anyone else planning to wait out the coming economic collapse/nuclear winter/zombie apocalypse, it take time boys and girls, and hard as it may be I do not regret a single minute of making the shift to attempting to be a farmer, unsuited as I may be for that task.
So I hope many of you are making plans to do the same.
Deo Gloria.
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By G | 27 June 2024 | Posted in Farming Life, Social Commentary, Zombie Apocalypse