Sunday, November 9, 2014
Can You Produce or is the Clock Ticking?
I think it was one of those early shows they started doing about preppers several years ago that finally jolted me into a new way of seeing things. Up until then I was pretty much your average garden variety prepper guy, storing pails of rice and sticking ammo cans of 5.56 in every nook and cranny I could find around here.
Sure it was completely obvious they were out to make preppers look like complete fools and only found the real looney characters to come on the show. It more than likely helped that only the real idiots would want to show off their stuff for the world to see anyway so I doubt they had a whole lot of vetting to do.
Out of that first (and only) episode I watched I couldn't tell you how many individuals they had on and after all this time only one has really stuck with me. They had some guy who was introduced as a doctor or lawyer (as usual) who had purchased some hillside and dug himself out a bunker. Inside he had rooms full of food, rooms full of cut wood, and huge water tanks. They showed off his sewer drain I believe, that went for like a mile, and then a panned view outside of one of the driest hillsides I had ever seen with downed trees laying around and some seriously bad erosion ditches. Still I thought it was a nice setup all alone in a bunker away from the world.
Then they asked him how long his food supplies would last and he told them five years.
This guy had a storage room full of food and it was enough to last him five years? How can that be I thought? Then I went and counted up my own room full of pails lining three walls in stacks five high, ran the numbers and came up with about two and a half years for three people. Of course the guy in the show had one hell of a menu, much better than mine so the space difference kinda made sense. Not to mention the guy on the show obviously really liked his food.
But that five year number kept coming back to haunt me. I just kept thinking about it.
Now I don't know about you but when I look at the train wreck coming down this track, look at the victim politics and sheer social hatred that permeates our world and then divide it by my own not quite ready to retire age, I find I plan on living a lot longer than five years.
Then I started thinking how it would feel to be watching the end of society as we know it, the end of grocery stores, UPS, Sportsman's guide with easy internet shopping and free delivery over $100.00 and knowing right then and there my clock began ticking the day the financial system died.
What would be important in life at that point? Knowing I could gnaw on MRE's for five years or building something that would sustain me and mine until I was rocking in a chair watching great grandchildren play around Apple trees I had planted 25 years earlier.
I suppose it could be said nothing is permanent. You cannot in the end protect a Pear tree any better than you can protect a pail of Rice. You cannot stop a looter from throwing one of your lambs over his shoulder any more than you can stop him from carrying a case of tuna out your door. If you can protect one you can protect the other. Yet one commodity continues to produce more or less while the other just sits there.
The clock still ticks on that orchard but it ticks at a speed I find comforting not a count down to doom.
Prepping is not sustainable unless you have the skills to go along with it. Without the skills all your doing is hoarding and letting the clock tick.
So Keep Prepping Everyone (And that includes learning your skills).