Another fine day, mess?

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No, life is pretty good. My neighbor has been bringing food by rather regularly. And fine food it is. Last night it was sloppy joes and a jar of home canned... raspberries if I remember rightly. I will eat some of those as is, but I am going to try to make a raspberry gravy for breaded deep fried pork cutlets too, if I can get my motor running. I really need to get cracking and get my home in order. While a wife might help, I don't have one and wouldn't want to completely depend on one for all of it. Then again, women are less patient about... clutter... dirt... than I could even contemplate so a woman has usually gotten to those things before I ever get the chance. By the time I even notice a thing needs clean, well, she cleans it. Even that feminist gal I recently dated. Ha! No, I don't mean to not notice, I just... don't. Men! :p

It is snowing today, and maybe tomorrow from what I heard. I didn't think it would actually stick, being as warm as it has been lately. Mother nature can and did fool me though. I am still thinking about showering again and going back into town. Why? One more very quick, short, shopping session. I really do need swimming trunks. More cat food would be good too. I ought to keep enough cat food around, like tobacco, for several months. It expires rather quickly though, so no long term supplies of the canned cat food are possible, unfortunately. While cats can live on human meats, along with hunting, they won't live as well or as long I suspect. And cooked food is really bad for them.

I have heard it suggested, in survival circles, that the military may be more of a threat than gangs in a post SHTF-EOTWAWKI scenario. And, that may be true. But all militias will be a threat. That includes the deep preppers who are in a clan. They will begin looting themselves, taking from those who have but can't defend what they have, as parts wear out, as needs or wants arise, or just because. The history of men will not change. Christianity can be a mitigating factor, but if history holds true you will find that this denomination will, for example, believe they can take that other denominations stuff because that other denomination 'aren't true believers'. Christianity is only as good as the Christian in question, perhaps as a very mild cultural or social device. But when people are starving or threatened beyond reason, even this often fails. Many Christians are Christian right up until they are not and few have been tested to know which is which. It will get messy, everywhere and always.

The various groups and powers that be, however, seem to keep thinning the nickle in order to keep the illusion alive though. The rich really aren't getting richer, they are simply collecting more of monetary devices which are becoming worthless faster than they can be collected. Those who have stores of food, means of defense (and thus offense), means of food production to supplement then take over for the food stores, communications, tools... those are who will be the next elite. Land is only valuable if you can stay alive to use it. Like I said though, they are keeping the game going.

I had a dream last night that I was totally randomly picked to have a dinner with Obama, and went. He was less than an empty suit, as there was no suit. An empty, void, being, confused with being a man at all. I was amazed at what little he was. Or how wretched the Dem Party had become, knowingly choosing this being to represent them. They voted for "black". The leadership knew it was a horrible choice, but that is what they are now. Evil. Obama left during to meal to try and speak with the Dem congress leadership, who pretty much told him to get lost. They neither need nor want him, either. He is just a placeholder, less than a coffeeboy to one of the few straight Dems. Weird dream. Don't know how much of it is true but I suspect a great deal of it is rather true. To be honest, I pity the "man". An empty shell with no meaning and purpose now that he has done what he was created to do. And that is coming from my weak position, not a general sympathy.

I need to get my life back online, somehow. I simply don't know how to work it. My efforts, while decent at times, are hollow, unsustainable, empty. I just can't get something to work. I keep thinking maybe it is more than my heart, or maybe there is a better way to fix things. But no, I know. When you are, medically, a candidate for a heart transplant (putting that your "disobedience to medical oversight" drops you from the list aside), you are in bad shape. That I do, somehow, manage to live on my own, and do what I do... That's a minor miracle. Still, I want more. I'll keep digging, maybe I'll find it. How much dirt must be sifted for a gem worthy top grade one carat diamond? And I have a half a carat, just need to find the rest. *grins*

Later.