The world is changed, I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air (Elvish translation)
It’s quiet, too quiet.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. It is just that is seems that the zeitgeist that I feel doesn’t seem to match my reading of the world around me. Clinically, this may be put down as paranoia, but I can’t say as I am exhibiting any untoward manifestations.
I can’t even say that this time it is causing me to go in to prepper paroxysms. No, I don’t think that it is going to be a big blow up, but there is a sea change coming, what we are feeling are the fronts starting to line up. It would help if I knew which direction they are coming.
I am sitting down now at the table in the kitchen. The door is open in from of me, letting the cool air in after the past two days 100+ temps. The boys are upstairs sleeping.
We preppers tend to be pretty stuck in our ways of thought and our beliefs. Store beans and band-aids in the basement, take out the trusty guns and practice your marksmanship for the coming zombie hordes.
Pretty static defense there. I have my cans and vacuum sealed stuff in the basement. I have my pieces in the case, but all these imply that the stand will be here and I will be able to counteract what comes with a defense in place. Hmmm I’ve seen that movie.
So, do I set up a bug-out bag, replete with stocks of what-the-hell I think critical and keep the van filled with gas and haul ass as soon as things start going south? I have seen refugees in Southeast Asia hauling ass to get out of the way. I know for a fact that they started out prepared, but in the process the stuff that they brought with them falls away and they ended up scrambling gratefully into a camp with just the ragged clothes on their back and equipped with a belly with nothing in it.
What do we do? Being paralyzed with indecision does nothing. Being prepared for the wrong thing does nothing. Our world is changing and there is little in the way of evidence to support the idea that we are not on the top of a long descending slope. The ideas and the preparations made in another phase of the cycle might or might not be useful for the next phase.
Good luck. Keep your eyes open and your wits about you.
I’m going to pick some blackberries for blackberry jam.