Scott Mayers wrote:SpheresOfBalance wrote:
Leo, you're not thinking of how it would go down, I mean sequentially. Very few would initially leave the cities in such a case, only ever knowing city life, not knowing how to deal with country living. Looting would ensue, and killing one another would surely be the norm. Eating one another??? Possibly in time, once all food reserves were used up. I'd leave right away, first thing! I'd have the jump, except of course for those already in the county. By the time more would follow in my foot steps, I'd be set up far far away from the beaten path. And when I say setup, I pity the fool, that gets too close to my digs, because I'll not be anyone's victim. Not that I'm perfect, but they'll play hell trying to take me down, it won't be an easy feat. Front door, back door, side doors, and making sure my cave looks inhospitable, booby traps, punji sticks, you name it. Make no mistake I was DOD trained to survive, and I paid attention! I was a flyer, trained to survive behind enemy lines, coupled with the PTSD of my childhood, I can seem like a shadow. Just call me ninja!
Of course I'd have no problems remaining thin in such a case, because my new job would be survival.
Wait, I thought you were locked away already.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timothy_McVeigh
There's only so much free country space available for such luxury that even for you to be so arrogant to think you suffer sufficiently to warrant staging another Waco-styled defense for fear of losing something is just plain sick. But don't worry, with modern technology, WHEN you eventually act out in extreme violence, we have drone technology now that can simply blow you up at a safe distance.
If you think you have earned some worthy skill to survive, then I challenge you to really get grass roots, toss all things away, including guns, and prove that you can truly survive solo in nature. A single man with a nuke is sufficiently powerful even without the skills you declare as qualifying virtues. So prove that you can fight a wild polar bear without anything, and maybe,...just maybe, we can all realize your sincere capacity to survive as some hero.
Scott you've just proven that your an idiot because you can't follow ones words, contextually. What the fuck are you smoking anyway? Cause you're like ALL over the page, fighting imaginary dragons that are actually windmills. What ever it is, stop, because it causes you to sound like a fucking moron!
What ever your pain that fuels your misplaced response, I'm sorry! But it's not here son. Seemingly only a mind fuck, you've misused it, believing somehow my initial words sparked it's need, they didn't. Don Quixote has nothing on you! But again I'm sorry for the pain that's caused you to run-a-muck, even though I had nothing to do with it! Take better aim, my boy, make sure someone deserves it before you fire your little guns!
FACT: the person that's in control of the weapon, is the reason why the weapon murders.