Peanut butter--that hadn't occurred to me. (SPAM had.) Raisins--and other dried fruit--is another good idea. I have been thinking about staving off starvation; I haven't been thinking much about nutritional balance.
Of course, I'm planning for a moderate emergency in which I'll be able to trade for other things, not a total breakdown of society. In a "total breakdown" scenario I'd probably be raided by whatever warlord rose to dominance over the Chicago Southland.
If you're planning for an EMP attack, a generator probably won't do you any good, because anything you might need electricity for will probably be fried anyway. Anything more complicated than an incandescent lamp, anyway. (I'm not really planning for one; I think the eastern seaboard or the western seaboard are much more likely targets for that. Particularly the Washington-Boston-New York corridor. Hit that with an EMP burst and we're in trouble.) (Maybe I should go get a generator.)
But it doesn't hurt to have other things besides beans and rice. Those will keep body and soul together, but man, you'll wish for anything else to eat after enough of it. "Hmm, I wonder if my shoe would taste better than this stuff."
By the way: to avoid suspicious looks from other shoppers, you buy a little bit at a time rather than go hog-wild and stock up on everything in one go. Buying $300 worth of survival supplies at once is a bit like holding up a neon sign: I'm a crazy survivalist! I'm probably carrying a gun RIGHT NOW! It makes people nervous.
So I'll buy peanut butter and SPAM and raisins, and a box of salt, and think about spices, too. And probably, by this time next year, I'll have finished construction of a bunker with armored doors, clear fields of fire, a chemical toilet, radios, and emergency underwear....
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Well, what do you know? There's another double standard!
The notion that Limbaugh somehow has something to do with Terry Jones just because they went to the same high school--WTF. There are a whole bunch of people I went to high school with who I haven't even heard of in 25 years. I've seen perhaps two or three of my classmates (excluding friends) and that is it.
Can I add that I feel no poorer for it? High school was shit and I hated just about everybody in my class. They were all douchebags. (If they had, I don't know, just left me alone, I wouldn't have hated them. But they couldn't do that, because they were douchebags. I doubt that many of them have improved on that standard since.)
I heard Limbaugh talking about this issue this morning, and his discussion of it made me laugh my ass off. This is nothing. It's less than nothing. It's like saying, "George Bush shook hands with one of the 9/11 terrorists once at a campaign rally!" and trying to imply that it's proof that George Bush was the idiot genius clown mastermind behind 9/11 so that Halliburton could get no-bid contracts on reconstructing Iraq.
Obama goes and sits in church listening to Reverend Jeremiah "God Damn America!" Wright for 20 years, that has nothing to do with Obama's politics; but Terry Jones went to high school at the same time as Rush Limbaugh, and that is a conspiracy.
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Obama sez "voter anger could hurt Democrats". Gee, you think so? It wouldn't have anything to do with the way the Democrat Regime rammed all kinds of socialist nonsense down their throats, would it?
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So I'm hearing a lot of good things about Christine O'Donnell...and apparently she's in the same category as Sarah Palin, which is a huge mark in her favor as far as I'm concerned.
The Ruling Class doesn't like her.
Good enough for me!
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Steven Den Beste, in his old USS Clueless days, gave a name to a philosophy I'd held as wise for many a year: "Jacksonian". His encapsulation was pithy: "You leave me alone, I'll leave you alone. You play nice with me, I'll play nice with you. But if you fuck with me, I'll kill you."
Michael Flynn asks, "What kind of country is this that can treat muslims like this?"
He links two articles: one about a pair of Muslims making a Ramadan trip across the US; another about a mosque being built in Pennsylvania. The stories show Americans doing their usual thing: being tolerant and accepting.
Here's the thing: we don't care who you worship or how as long as you're not causing anyone any harm. You want to be a snake-handler? Go for it. You want to take off your clothes and dance around a bonfire in the woods on Beltane? Have a good time; make sure to wear some mosquito repellent. You want to worship Bob in search of ultimate slack and achieving gut blowout? Hey, this is America; we have freedom of religion here. You leave me alone to practice my religion and I'll leave you alone to practice yours.
You want to fly airplanes into office buildings and kill 3,000 people because your holy writings command you to kill, subjugate, or convert all unbelievers? Um...we have a problem, here.
I shamelessly stole that picture from Alan Caruba.
America was willing to let islam have its way in the rest of the world--certainly we weren't prepared to do anything like invade Iraq or Afghanistan to change that, not on 9/10/01. We let things slide because we had bigger things to worry about, and because we don't make a habit of throwing our weight around. America has never been about conquest; if it had been, if we were really as imperialist as the left would have us believe we are, the US would have annexed Japan and Europe and Vietnam and Korea and.... And we did none of that. America was not about empire; it never has been.
But then, you see, islam had to bring the fight to us; and that was a game-changer.
One can imagine the panic in the terror organizations when the US military actually deployed and started coming after them in earnest: WTF they're only supposed to lob a few cruise missiles! Bin Laden, you asshole! (I have to wonder about that: maybe we haven't seen old Osama for so long because someone killed him, due to the shitstorm he brought down on the Taliban. They'd keep it really quiet if they had....)
Prior to 9/11 I didn't give a rat's ass about islam one way or the other. But after, when I really learned what kind of nonsense is in that extrusion they call a "holy book", then I realized that it's a death cult, a totalitarian scheme with a thin veneer of religion, their "holy book" a manual for barbarism and murder and subjugation.
Americans as a whole are not prejudiced against muslims. But they are predjudiced against islam, and with good reason.
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As for me, I feel a lot better now than I did this morning. Which is better than I felt Thursday, and so on.
My stomach has been cramping a lot. The "chest pain" I had the other day turned out to be my stomach. (Drinking some water and having it go away for a bit should have been a freakin' clue.)
I've had that before, when I was under a lot of stress. I think it was sometime in 2001 when I had to leave work and go see the doctor, because it felt like someone had run me through; and she gave me a double dose of antacid and did an EKG to make sure it wasn't anything heart-related. My heart was fine, so she gave me Nexium and put me on a GERD diet.
It's coming from right where the esophagus joins the stomach, which is right under the xiphoid process (just south of the sternum) and it's a crappy feeling. At some point I took a deep breath and something inside went bworg! and it started feeling better. Yeah. "bworg"+"relief"=stomach.
What stress? July wasn't such a great month, what with Mom having to be hospitalized and all. That by itself probably isn't enough; but this construction they're doing on Exchange street makes all kinds of noise. I'm talking about the bass thrum of all the diesel motors and the compactor all running at once. Too much low-frequency noise, and it's ruining my sleep, since I can't sleep at night right now. Argh etc.
Still, I'm glad I've confirmed that it's just my stomach. Even though I was pretty certain it wasn't heart-related, not knowing for sure was worrisome. Now that I know what it is, I can take steps to alleviate it.
[looks at Mountain Dew on desk]