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Along the same path as my previous blog, whom, do you suppose, will you be able to look to for help in the midst of real disaster?
Lets say, just for grins, that our little scrap with the middle east finds its way to Anytown, U.S.A. Our federal government will be deadlocked in meetings to decide which border is the most important border to protect. They will spend weeks formulating a plan to pull troops out of Afghanistan to protect our own soil but without disturbing the progress we are making toward a peaceful resolution over there. Meanwhile our own National Guard will be doing all they can with their limited resources (anybody else tried to buy 9mm or .45 ammo lately?).
Lets look at our options:
First I suppose we will think about our local police. I think Katrina and the plight of New Orleans shed a little light on how that's gonna work. Those poor underpaid and overworked suckers will be sitting in their own front yard guarding their own families and property. Hey, don't get your panties in a wad, that's what everyone will be worrying about.
Family, maybe that's the answer. It use to be the answer when family stuck together. Not far into our past it was unusual for a family member to move more than a days walk or ride from the rest of the clan. In bad times they leaned on each other and in good times they shared with one another. Now we are scattered all over the globe. A lot of us (myself included) hardly know our own family because we don't keep in touch like, well like family should.
Do you know your neighbors? Do you know them well enough to share your firearms with them? Could you trust them to pool and ration food with? Would you leave your kids in their care for a day, a week?
I'm not trying to be a negative Ned here. I am just saying we as the human part of this race should be aware of our surroundings. We should not let ourselves get sucked into a pickle. If we are living in an environment that makes us uncomfortable we should seek out other circumstances. At least try to locate a real human being to talk to once in a while, face to face - not on the phone 1500 miles away, not in a chat room who knows where but in a coffee shop, at a bookstore or at work. Make some real friends folks!
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