you have to love this guy, rarebird. he previously posted that he is going to "bond with his fellow man" (in the FEMA run shelters, don't forget.) as i recall, he only lives 15 miles from THE big white house at 1600 PA Ave., as he posted earlier this week. so he's accustomed to the government teat being extended after triplicated, notarized demand: after all, he's been pavlovian trained to expect doles and forced sharing by those of us who have prepared for the duration because it's the american thing to do.
isn't it odd how some of us returning to our agrarian roots/choices/well stocked pantries/root cellars are being compared to military draft dodgers?
when he and the other "aware too late" like him are standing in the water line with their dented and dirty gallon milk jugs, "bonding" (their formerly manicured toenails poking out of open-toed shoes [in the dead of a D.C. winter] from looking for work non-existant work because of the severe economic depression,) my family and i will be dining on venison, home-canned veggies from the garden, and my wife will probably be fussing over a sachet full deadheaded roses, laughing softly at the fun memories of C.K. Houston & her roses experience, the summer of '99.
it isn't even a toss up from here. how about from your vantage point? |
