A Failure Of Civility: The Diary Of John Q. Citizen

A Failure Of Civility: The Diary Of John Q. Citizen

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A warning note, from the authors of A Failure of Civility:

The Diary of John Q. Citizen

Day 236-ATE:

I live in a suburb outside a major metropolitan city in America. My name is… well, my name doesn’t really matter. Let’s just say I’m an average American… the guy in the trenches. So I’ll just put myself down in this diary as John Q. Citizen.

I’m recording what’s happened on paper… I need to in order to keep my sanity. Maybe I’m trying to reassure myself that there is still good in people… even though it’s come to this ATE.

ATE… a strange yet familiar acronym. Everyone uses that acronym now to describe when it all changed… when it all began. It’s spoken in phrases as if it’s an English word that’s been around for centuries… like it’s always been a part of our language.

ATE… “After The Event.” It marks a point in time that everyone generally agrees it all began ‘to happen.’

Actually, there’s ATE and BTE.

BTE refers to “Before The Event.” These acronyms are kind of like B.C. and A.D. that symbolize the before and after of the death of Jesus Christ as a point in time. But there’s no virtue in these new acronyms. They represent wickedness and evil… they signify the time that the Horseman of Death first rode the Pale Horse of the Apocalypse into our world… and hell followed with him.

BTE is spoken almost in hushed tones and the person who let a slip of the tongue speak that acronym usually trails off in mid sentence… embarrassed that they’ve brought back thoughts to others of ‘how it used to be’ and the decency we all once seemingly had.

Their sudden realization that they’ve dredged dangerous memories up in other Group Member’s minds quickly becomes apparent… then there’s an uncomfortable silence as people, in their numbness, are painfully made aware again by the harsh reality of ‘how it is now.’

Thoughts of grocery stores with every conceivable food, the frustration not that an item wasn’t available, but the daunting task of reading the gauntlet of confusing labels to determine which you want makes their memories salivate.

Regardless, there is always a distant, longing look in everyone’s eyes after the term BTE has tumbled out of someone’s mouth… memories that create a craving again for what we had.

But the reality is that it started ‘to happen’ way before The Event. It began to change slowly further back… much further back.

It took decades of transformation of people’s attitudes to create the basis for what’s occurred. The anger, frustration, resentment and selfishness came about so gradually few realized how much they’d changed and how they’d become. Like a growing puppy dog, you only realize it when you look back at the first photo of that little puppy and are suddenly shocked at how big a dog it has grown into… how big he’s gotten, even though he grew up right under your nose. You saw it happen… but just didn’t realize it.

Some of what people are now has always been there… some of it is natural and necessary… a degree of self-centeredness and the will to survive has always been a part of people. But the lack of compassion, selfishness and brutality that have surfaced to overwhelm those characteristics now is beyond description by word. These characteristics were also in people BTE and most of us saw them… but just didn’t realize it.

Our leadership keeps a log book on every incident and event since this started. Its part of our Neighborhood Protection Plan procedure. We call our Neighborhood Protection Plan our ‘NPP’ for short. The log book is a record of events, signed witness statements and such, usually concerning the use of deadly force. Legal protection they say… for when things get back to normal… but most of us wonder if that will ever happen.

The log book is very pointed and ‘dry’ and covers only the basics of what occurred and who was involved. So I’ve decided to write my own account of what’s happening. That’ll add a little ‘humanity’ by my supplement of the log book… it’ll put a little more meat on the skeleton of our existence… and also make note of mine and other’s personal situations.

I’ll write as long as I can, but that’s going to be determined by pencils, pens and paper…

Pencils, pens and writing paper… such simple things we took for granted! Like all the simple things we miss having now. I’m writing on scraps of paper and I’m down to the stub of my last pencil. So unless I can find another pencil… or a pen that works… that will be the end of this diary.

When the mobs got to this area, our Group Members high up in marksman and observation positions watched as hundreds of people were killed in neighborhoods around us during the first days and weeks. Police units responding were literally driven off by a hail of gunfire and gasoline bombs from the mob.

It’s now very apparent what the military budget cuts have done as military units suffered the same fate from the mob, except those with armor. The actions of these young, fresh out of boot camp, inexperienced men and women soldiers was almost laughable… if they hadn’t projected so clearly the fright that visibly permeated them to the marrow of their bones. Most of them took cover and refused to fire their weapons in fear of exposing themselves to the mob’s fire.

But by the time tanks and Armored Personnel Carriers could rumble to the scene they found nothing but burning homes and an area devoid of life. American military efforts to reestablish control in our metro area hit a stone wall… they’d crossed the threshhold into the “Somalia Syndrome.” There were too many ‘hit and run’ armed people, too many streets, alleys and buildings, too many locales to respond to and too large an area to cover… for too few military personnel.

The gangs seized three National Guard Armories and are now just as well armed as the military and used guerilla hit and run tactics against them. Guerilla forces can pin down twenty times their number and that’s just what’s happened.

So the military has retreated to the outskirts. The city has now been surrounded by military, National Guard units and what is left of the police force. They’re dug in like World War I trench soldiers in a ring around the metro area and suburbs… including ours. We call their ring of fortifications ‘The Wire.’

‘The ‘Wire’ isn’t there to prevent the lawless gangs from spreading their violence to areas outside the city and suburbs… The Wire is there because of one thing… disease. Typhus, cholera and dysentery are now killing more people than starvation. So now no one comes in… and no one goes out. Anyone getting close to The Wire is killed in a hail of bullets… if they make it past the anti-personnel mines.

We’re like a medieval city under siege. Like the penal colony of Manhattan in the movie “Escape from New York” …we’re penned in and left to sort things out between ourselves. Air drops of food supplies inside The Wire began after the truck and rail convoys were overwhelmed and stripped bare by starving people or hijacked by the gangs. Food drops have now mostly ceased after authorities realized the gangs were confiscating them. Control of the food was making the gangs stronger and giving them total control over the surviving population.

The food situation is much better now… we were running low two months ago. Actually we’re swimming in food now and we’ve filled up every garage in the subdivision with MREs. The military is making air drops of MREs, medicines and other supplies to us weekly thanks to Tom Ryland ‘turbo charging’ our radio so that we could transmit and receive on emergency frequencies to the outside world.

It took forever to convince them of who we are. It was a difficult task getting them to believe we’d survived inside The Wire …within the ‘circle of madness.’ Rescue units had been baited by the gangs too many times and ambushed… just for what they had. The army eventually flew a couple of helicopters in to check out our neighborhood… they hovered over us a while, took photos and then left.

They informed us by radio they won’t take us out yet because of the disease threat. But they’ve promised that helicopters and medical people will come for us soon. That may not happen because we’re arguing with them… we refuse to surrender our weapons to them as they’ve demanded. They couldn’t protect us before… so why should we have any faith in them that they can protect us in the future.

When it started there were those we called Outsiders, which were people outside our Protective Perimeter who weren’t necessarily hostile, and Intruders… those who would attack our defenses. Now they’re all half mad from hunger… and they’re all Intruders.

We refuse to count on anything from the government… they’re still the government. They can stop the air drops of food if that’s their decision… the women have planted huge amounts of potatoes and vegetables. The most skilled of us at hunting have organized hunting parties in the surrounding woods and we’re getting some protein by way of fresh animal kills, fish and we have MREs up the wazoo.

We’re always careful to reconnoiter the surrounding area that we hunt first and make certain there’s a security detail with the hunters. The same with the ‘fishermen’ types of our group. Packs of feral dogs are consuming their former masters and are a bigger danger to us now than Intruders. My boy’s are in ‘pig heaven’ when they can go along on these hunts.

The people who joined us from the surrounding neighborhoods have almost finished digging the new bore hole. It’s not 200 yards from the other but water gushes into it. Go figure. We’ll make it on our own if we have to and we refuse to suffer the fate of our neighbors.

The neighbors were killed by their own futility… they thought they could defend against Intruders with their shotgun or hunting rifle by their lonesome or in a small family group. They were quickly overwhelmed regardless of how many weapons they had.

Their houses were shot to pieces with them inside and then burned after they’d been looted. The fire department, trying desperately to extinguish burning houses all over the city, had to have a police guard when they came out. They stopped responding to calls after a week and houses and buildings everywhere just burned to the ground.

The neighbors lacked the Strength through Numbers and the organization and tactics that we employed in our Neighborhood Protection Plan to keep us from being victims of the mobs. They lacked what we Neighborhood Guardians knew.

The same happened to most of those who cached their equipment and supplies in remote ‘retreat’ areas they considered defensible and planned to ‘Bug Out’ to. The ones that didn’t get out early have either been killed in the suburbs, on their way out of the metro area to their ‘Bug out Location’… or they were caught like everyone else unprepared and have joined the mobs to survive.

Their ‘remote retreat’ plans seemed so credible… but most made one critical miscalculation… they couldn’t get to them because they couldn’t get out of the city. Only those who left early made it ahead of the gridlock of traffic on every road… then the cordon barricades of the military… The Wire.

I’ve decided to read to myself portions of what I’ve written from today’s date back to when I started writing. Maybe I missed something… or maybe it’s my inward longing to reaffirm my belief that there’s more to people than what they’ve become. Maybe, just maybe, I can remind myself that people were once different… they were once ‘civilized.’ I think I’m trying to reestablish my belief in mankind again… by writing about all this.

Mankind… it seems such an oxymoron now if you divide that term into its two words… ‘man’ and ‘kind.’ It’s a New Dark Ages here… like humanity has hit the reset button.

The National Emergency Broadcast System said again today that “Order is slowly being restored.” That tells us this situation is going to go on for quite some time.

About 12 months ago… BTE:

“Neil Boltz is coming over after dinner, Joan.” I informed my wife after I walked through the kitchen door that evening after I’d come home from work. I blurted it out quickly right after I kissed her on the cheek.

I knew she’d sense the nervousness in the tone of my voice if I waited and said it in measured words… but at the same time I didn’t want the evening to start off with her upset. She didn’t miss a beat or even turn to look at me while continuing to prepare our evening supper.

“Neil Boltz? Why?” she questioned me nonchalantly in a cheerful manner as she carried on setting the table.

I waited uneasily for the realization that would soon come to her. My statuesque blonde ‘Barbie Doll’ looking wife froze in mid-step then looked at me suspiciously, “He’s not coming to talk about this neighborhood thing, is he?”

“Yes he is honey!” I admitted bravely with a lump in my throat because I knew how irritated she got over this.

“You know John… you, Neil and the others involved with this neighborhood protection thing need to see someone for help… I think you’re all crazy… so do the boys. Protecting the neighborhood is a job for the police… that’s what we pay our taxes for.”

“Joan… Neil and I are going to talk about this tonight and I’d like you to listen to what he has to say,” I insisted… side stepping the last part of her statement.

“Well, count me out!” she said adamantly. “I want no part of it… and I don’t want you spending our money on this! Remember, I just got laid off my job and that was over eighty thousand dollars a year that we no longer have coming in!”

“Speaking of which… anything looking better today… any job interviews?” I asked her in an attempt to diffuse the nature of our conversation by changing the subject and throwing the weight of concern totally on her.

“Oh, Patty helped me redo my resume today,” she said as her tone changed to a subdued and worried voice, “There’s nothing out there in my old sales job. Melinda called me today… she got laid off by Pharmarex too and said they’re down to two reps for the whole metro area. From eleven reps to two… can you believe that!? So long to the world of dental pharmaceutical sales, baby! People are just hurting so much for money that cosmetic dental work is one of the last things they can afford.”

“Patty is so common sense and talented.” she went on, “She finally convinced me to go back to being a surgical assistant. I’ve resigned myself to looking for an assistant’s job… if I can find one.” she said with a sense of resignation.

“Honey, Patty’s become one of my best friends… I just adore that woman!” Joan said affectionately. “Neil is so level headed too… I just don’t understand this neighborhood protection thing you guys have been talking about so much for the last months.” she finished by turning the conversation around again and putting the ball in my court… but at least her voice was now civil.

“Okay, honey… I’ll make you a deal. You sit in and listen to what Neil says and if you don’t agree with any of it… if he doesn’t make the point to you, I won’t spend a dime of our money on it… deal?”

“I don’t know John… it seems so extreme!”

“Come on… deal?” I said, pressuring her.

“John… don’t put me in a corner like this… you know how I feel about this and especially spending money we don’t have on it. I don’t think so.”

I stood up and walked over to her, literally blocking her further movement in the kitchen and forcing her to face me, “Joan… you have to listen to what Neil has to say. He’s been a cop in

this out-of-control and violent city we live next to for 35 years. You just said how much you admire his level headed thinking… wasn’t that what you just said?” I pressed the point home to her figuratively boxing her in. Neil was a no nonsense likeable guy who, when he talked to you… you knew he meant business.

She nodded her head in resignation, “But…” she began to say as I quickly put my finger to her lips to stop her saying more.

“Just listen to what Neil has to say… please honey!” I pleaded to her in a subdued tone as I stared into her eyes.

After a bit of silence she lowered her eyes and murmured reluctantly and in a barely audible voice, “Okay.”

I must say, one of the many things I love about my wife is her strong will… but I love her just as much because she lets me wear the pants in the family. She eventually agrees with what I want to do when she knows I’ve made my mind up… and I’d made up my mind. I hadn’t made up my mind that day… actually it was something that happened the day before that made up my mind.

Yesterday…

Sometimes situations occur… while you’re in a relaxed state of mind and your thought is unguarded. Danger just comes out of nowhere. It’s like evil appears through a worm-hole in time and is right in your face… and you can’t escape it.

What happened brought me back to the real world. I’ll admit that I’m not the sharpest tack in the box… I’m not stupid either… but that day the light bulb of reality came on brightly.

After I pulled into my driveway and turned off my car engine, I sat staring at my garage door in the ensuing silence. Normally, I’d have been out of my car and bounding into my house, excited to see my wife and those two wonderful teenage sons of mine after driving home from work. I had a cushy job as a computer analyst for a huge financial firm which I enjoyed immensely.

But I sat there staring at my garage door thinking about what I’d just experienced. And then a sudden fear welled up in me for my wife and 17 and 15 year old sons… of the world they were living in and the people like the bully I just encountered that they’d eventually run into at some point on their path through life. Maybe I wouldn’t be there to help them. But what bothered me more that day was if I couldn’t defend myself… how could I protect them?

I suddenly felt a sickening feeling in my stomach. I’d dropped the ball as a father and a husband… as their guide and protector. I’d been so wrapped up in this ‘civilized’ and ‘politically correct’ lifestyle that failed to see the need to teach my boys how to deal with violence. I now had lingering doubts about my ability to protect my wife. I concluded that I was living in a cocoon… and the real world had just taken a bite out of my rear end.

“Christ, I can’t believe that guy just did that to me!” I muttered out loud still in a state of mental shock and disbelief like that of victims after an assault… still consumed by a mixture of fear, shock and anger.

On my way home from work traffic had slowed to a crawl and then stopped, just before the off ramp to my house. It turned the freeway into a temporary parking lot of vehicles full of drivers

bumper to bumper. Traffic was backed up as far as I could see in both directions. Horns were blaring as people caught in this mass of stalled cars became increasingly frustrated and angry.

The right front bumper of a jacked up dirty brown four wheel drive pickup appeared in my peripheral vision before my mind could relay to my body that I must brace myself for a collision. The pickup screeched to a halt just inches short of my car door. The pickup driver had bullied his way around and through the other cars and was now sitting at an angle across two lanes of traffic right up against my car… the only obstacle between him and the freeway shoulder.

The pickup driver blew his horn in one continuous blast. It was only a few feet from me and I rolled up my window to stop the deafening noise. I shot him an angry glance and threw my hands up in the air indicating to the pickup driver and yelling at the same time “What am I supposed to do!? There are cars in front and in back of me… I can’t move out of your way!”

He was a big guy. Overweight but big and despite his protruding belly, I could clearly see the butt of a large caliber revolver sticking out of his jeans when he jumped out of his pickup. He carried a baseball bat and came over to my window motioning me to roll it down.

“You get your f@#&ing car out of the way or I’ll drag you out and break some of your bones with this pal! Comprende hombre?” he said with his meaty hand holding the bat and pointing it at me with outstretched arm.

It was as if an electrical shock had struck me. At that moment I felt completely helpless… abused and insulted in a way that made me inwardly doubt my manhood. I lived in a ‘genteel world’… one so alien to physical violence… and this guy was the personification of violence.

I frantically worked my car back and forth inches at a time until I could squeeze out and drive forward on the shoulder. The pickup shot around me throwing dirt and gravel from the shoulder over my car and others then headed through the ditch for the off ramp. He went under the bridge and sped off in the opposite direction of my neighborhood.

The confrontation wasn’t physical… there was no contact… but there may as well have been. As I stared at my garage door thinking of my wife and kids in the house, the thought crossed my mind… How many people are really like that!?

The fact that ‘Civilized Behavior’ is a very thin veneer covering the worst nature of people was now flashing in my mind like a strobe light. I realized at that moment what people would do if there was no law and order. Then I wondered what people would do if they’re starving and couldn’t feed themselves or their family!? I knew what the guy who I had the run in with would do, but what would other ‘normal’ people do?

As I sat there I realized what I’d hidden in the dark recesses of my mind for years was the reality of people’s capabilities. ‘Civilization,’ law and order and the court system had lulled me into ignoring the animal behavior that was the real mindset of millions I lived and worked around.

I thought about those nameless faces in cars I passed every day while driving the 30 some miles to work on the freeway. Which ones were the violent ones… which of them have killed… what do good people look like and what do bad people look like?

What were those people I crossed paths with walking the business district really like? What were those strangers who worked in my building… those I sat close to eating lunch or shopping at the grocery store… really like? I even began to re-evaluate those I worked with who I knew, but not well… and I wondered now what the real nature was of those I did know.

I was in a highly populated area and for the first time in my life I felt trapped and frightened. In the days following this incident, I began to sense an aura of violence in the air everywhere I went. The nature of people seemed so much nicer when the ‘Age of Abundance’ was about us over the last decades… when everyone seemingly had plenty of money. The bad economy and worry in people seemed to be bringing frustrations and anxieties to a boiling point where they were now so obvious to see… as animal behavior.

But I was concerned about other things too. I was fearful of being laid off his job like my wife had been two months ago. I was nervous about the economy, the growing restrictions and intrusions by government in every level of my personal life. But I was more disturbed about how I would survive and protect my family amongst people who turned animalistic… because I was afraid that this city I lived next to was ready to explode.

There were a growing number of incidents downtown of whites being singled out and indiscriminately beaten by groups of black youth over the last few months. People were avoiding the city center afraid of racial attacks.

I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was almost like something was in the air… like fear oozed out of people… and I sensed it acutely now.

“How much worse can it get?” I muttered.

I eventually snapped out of my trance and went into the house. I walked into the kitchen where Joan was.

“I’m going to buy a shotgun, Joan.”

She just stood there staring at me with astonishment as if she’d discovered that I’d really been a bank robber all these years… and just pretended to go to work each day as a computer analyst. Her look of surprise quickly changed into an antagonistic reply.

“I don’t want any guns in the house!” she adamantly stated.

“I’m going to buy a shotgun, Joan… maybe two… and probably a rifle and a couple of pistols. I’m going to protect you and the boys… I’m going to learn how to handle these weapons and teach you and the boys so you can protect yourself.”

“Against what!?” she responded in an amazed voice with an incredulous look on her face.

“People! Just plain people! The pushy, selfish, I want what you have and I’m going to take it… and if you get in my way I’m going to hurt you and your family… type of people!” I exclaimed as she walked out the kitchen into the living room no longer wanting to hear me.

I followed her into the living room and told her what happened to me on the freeway and she was stunned.

“Weren’t there any police around? Did you report it to the police?”

“Joan… you know the saying… there’s never a cop around when you need one!”

“I don’t like this idea about the guns, John. What would you have done if you had a gun in your car… shot the guy over something as stupid as that!?”

“No actually I would have done the same thing… moved my car out of the way in a hurry. Someone will level that guy Joan… sooner or later he’ll tangle with someone and lose. But I would have felt better having a gun if he did jerk my door open and try to beat me with that ball bat.”

“Then I would have defended myself.” I went on, “An attack on me, I consider as an attack on my family. Him assaulting me… may as well be him assaulting you Joan, or the boys. What would we live on if he’d put me in the hospital? Your unemployment check!? How’d you like to take care of me as a cripple in a wheel chair for the rest of my life from being beaten half to death? We’d be out in the street homeless! There’s no catch-net anymore Joan… you have to provide your own… you have to take care of yourself… nobody’s going to do it for you, honey!”

“I still don’t like the idea of you buying guns, John.” She said in a somewhat conciliatory tone. But I knew she would come around to my way of thought… she always did when she knew I’d made a final decision.

Just as Joan finished her statement to me a news story flashed across the TV screen. “An elderly man was beaten unconscious and robbed by a gang of youth…” the newscaster reported… as Joan and I watched a video from a surveillance camera of the vicious attack played on the TV. The newscaster went on to say “The city is taking all steps to apprehend these individuals and ensure the safety of the public!”

I was going to start preparing and learn to deal with another type of existence that might come about if the ‘civility’ of normal people disappeared… a violent existence. I hadn’t fired a gun since I was in Boy Scouts… but that was going to change.

When I went to the office the next day I phoned Neil Boltz… and asked him if he’d bring Patty along when he came over that evening to talk to Joan and I.

Neil and Patty visit… and talk:

“Joan… how many days of food do you have in the house?” Neil asked her as she, Patty, Neil and I sat around our kitchen table. Neil’s thick mustache was daunting… just like his never wavering gaze that intimidated those he questioned until he received an answer.

“I don’t know off hand, Neil… I’ve never really thought about it like that. I usually buy groceries once a week… twice a week now since I was laid off.” Joan said uncomfortably.

“What’s your guess sweetie? Could you feed your family for a week on what you have in the house?” Neil’s heavyset, but vivacious wife Patty asked Joan in a pleasant tone.

“Well I suppose so… maybe not eating meals like I prepare now… but I think we could throw enough together to eat for that long.” Joan looked quizzically at Patty. “But there’s one grocery store a mile down the street and another only four blocks away… you know that Patty!”

“Joan, the whole food supply chain is complex and fragile. If one link in the chain breaks it all shuts down.” Neil said. “If the trucks stop running or there’s rioting or the electrical system goes down… how long do you think those stores will have groceries?”

“Well I suppose that could happen, but I’m sure the government would step in…” she was cut off in mid sentence by me.

“Like they did in the New Orleans area after Hurricane Katrina struck, honey?” I swiftly injected. “For five years afterwards all we heard were news reports of the fiasco down there! It still hasn’t recovered.”

“The grocery stores would be empty within hours, Joan! People would be fighting over what’s in them.” Neil quickly added.

As Neil ended, Patty told Joan, “Sweetie, there are two things people need to survive… food and water. Without one or both, people will turn into animals. Now we may not be able to stop all of that… but if this neighborhood is organized and has plenty of food, water and the ability to defend itself… we will survive while other people are running wild like animals out there!”

“I don’t want to think about that! You’re all bringing up the worst case scenarios. People aren’t all like that! I feel like you three are ganging up on me!” Joan answered looking flustered

“But you have to think about it Joan!” Patty said as she put her hand on Joan’s to reassure her and continued, “You owe it to John and the boys to think about it. You can’t bury your head in the sand over this.” Patty paused and said, “Look, Joan, we’re not trying to gang up on you… we’re trying to make you realize how fragile everything is and how dangerous it’s become in areas where people are concentrated like here. All we’re trying to do is prepare people. If it sounds like a crusade… so be it. It really should be with everyone, Joan. Without a cooperative plan in this neighborhood, no one family will survive against hundreds of rioters and looters… it will be just like New Orleans after Katrina.”

“Do you remember the riots after the Rodney King verdict?” Neil asked glancing at Joan and me.

“Yes.” I said.

“You know that I was a cop… I was a patrol sergeant then. The rioting and looting went for days on end here too. I was working 12 hours on and 12 off on patrol. It wasn’t a riot over food and we had all we could do to keep the looting and violence from spreading. Few people know this but the looting and violence actually went on for months after the news reported the city safe.”

“The city just swept the continuing crime from this riot under the rug… they were afraid tourism would continue to suffer.” Neil added. “It was like the people committing these crimes didn’t want to stop… most of them knew they wouldn’t get caught and taking whatever they wanted was like Christmas every day to them. It took us months to get it to stop.” Neil revealed to us.

“That riot wasn’t over food. But the racial situation is also a big concern now… worse now than ever…” he went on to say… “Look at the racial attacks happening in the city. What Martin Luther King did to bring integration about is being undone by the government and a few race hustlers from his former inner circle. They’re fueling the discontent of people. The guys in the department tell me many of these racial attacks are also being swept under the rug and

listed as simple assaults. So you’re not getting the real picture… it’s far worse than you read about or hear about on the news.”

“This racial thing is deeply upsetting to me… it bothers everyone.” Joan injected. “Look at the Wallace’s. They’re such wonderful neighbors and everyone likes and respects them so much. When I talk to Doris and Reggie I don’t even think of them or look at them as ‘black people’… they’re just good people who happen to be my neighbors.”

Neil turned to Joan, “It bothers us too. So the answer to your statement of us bringing up the worst case scenario, Joan, is that the civil unrest from the Rodney King verdict wasn’t over food or out of necessity… but regardless of what starts it, when civil unrest starts again Pandora’s Box will be opened and it will be a long time before the problem is put back in the box and the lid is closed. If it’s over food it won’t be just black people this time… it will be everyone of every color… hungry!” Neil ended with… “This entire neighborhood has to be an armed camp if things go sideways. The next budget cuts will be the fire department so we have to prepare and organize to fight our own fires here too. But mostly we need to be armed and learn to employ tactics to protect this area… you can’t defend by yourself! I might add that the Wallace’s are very involved with the group, Joan.”

“Honey, there are a multitude of things that can happen… from an Electromagnetic Pulse destroying the electrical system and computers shutting everything down in including the food supply… to just plain riots. Look… you have to admit that there are plenty of people in financial trouble in this area… look at all the houses people in this subdivision alone have lost! Look at the way everything we buy is going up in price except our house… we’re upside down on that and going further in the hole… and it’s getting worse, not better. Thank God I have a good paying job and we have some money saved.”

“Joan, our parents lived a ‘Garden to Table’ existence years ago… remember that?” Patty asked her, “We’ve forgotten how we used to live. Much of what my parents ate was grown in their garden or bought from area farmers and processed locally without all the technology needed now… and they had plenty of stored food in the basement for bad times. Now our only source is our grocery stores and they carry very little compared to the long term needs of people… so if the supply stops we’re all in trouble… unless we have it in our houses.”

Neil said, “Look Joan, simple odds point in the direction that the longer time since a social breakdown and violence… means that it’s more probable to happen now. Especially with the economic situation so bad… then add to that the rage festering in most people.”

“The newscaster said today the indications are the economic situation is getting better. This might all blow over.” Joan quipped.

“Honey… they’re ‘economic cheerleaders’ trying to convince everyone in America that the ‘economy is finally turning the corner!’ They’ve been saying that same thing using different words and phrases for the last five years. It isn’t getting better… it’s getting worse. You said yourself that Michelle told you today she’s been laid off and now that’s nine of their eleven sales reps!”

I went on to add, “They next time you have a discussion with one of these ‘economic experts’ and they tell you things are getting better… ask them to explain why. Have them tell you why they know the economy is improving. Most of them will quote a government agency that says its statistics prove so but the people running those agencies couldn’t find their butt with both hands if they had to.”

“All we’re looking to do Joan is to be prepared for problems…” Neil added, “Just like you would under any other circumstance. Only we’re organizing the neighborhood. If there’s large scale civil unrest over anything, the police won’t be able to control it. I know this because the guys I used to work with say so… their patrol areas are a war zone and getting worse by the day and the department is making further cuts in patrolmen. Look at the burglaries, home invasions and the murders that have happened around our area in the last month. The police can’t handle the problems. If anything major happens this city will blow up in their faces… and it will spread outward to the suburbs… including ours.” Neil adamantly said.

“Look, we already have a Neighborhood Watch Program Joan… but we rely on the police to respond.” Patty stated. “The city has cut back on services so much that we can’t depend on them to respond to problems on time. Neil knows how they work on cutbacks… the patrolmen go first… then police management. The patrolmen are the foot soldiers that fight the crime war… management never leaves headquarters. Look how long it took the police to respond to the Wallace’s house when those three guys started to kick their door in… 25 minutes!”

“The city has been running full page advertisements advising people that they cannot guarantee our safety. If it wasn’t for Neil and our neighbor Jason hearing the commotion and running out there with guns to chase them off, who knows what would have happened. If it weren’t for the neighbors taking turns patrolling the neighborhood now, we’d have had many more break ins and robberies. The presence of our guys at the entrances and walking the street is keeping these scumbags away.”

“This is scaring me… maybe we should move out of here, honey!”

“To where, Joan? How far away is safe? How will I keep my job living that far away? We can’t sell the house without taking all our savings to pay off the loss… and we probably can’t sell it soon enough. There’s a glut of houses for sale here and they’ve been on the market forever.”

“Well, we could rent a cabin away from her… somewhere remote. Move our food there and if trouble starts we can go there.” Joan offered.

“You’re better off to stay put here. You won’t make it out of the city to a place like that when trouble starts.” Neil injected. “You’d have to leave before things completely break down and unless you can predict the future, you won’t know when that is. By the time it happens… it’ll be too late. Every road out of town will be plugged with cars. Most people in this city drive around with a fourth of a tank of gasoline… some constantly close to empty… and they’ll all be trying to get out of town. You know what happens when someone runs out of gas on the freeway… the traffic comes to a complete halt.”

“Look Joan… we’ve studied this from every angle… Neil’s right. We have way more resources right where we are and have a better chance of surviving problems right in this neighborhood… as long as we have plenty of food, water and are organized to protect ourselves.” Patty added, “We have a great group of people and it will not be easy… but we can do it. We want you and

John involved also. If people will fight over video games at Christmas and riot when the newest athletic shoe release… what do you think they’ll do when they’re hungry?”

“Okay… okay… okay !!!” Joan finally blurted out. “I give up! It probably wouldn’t be such a bad idea to have some food stored… we can always eat it.”

“Then start stocking up on food, Joan… while I’m at work tomorrow you go to the store and start buying our emergency food supply. Buy a lot of food… take whatever you need out of the bank to do it.”

“I’ll go with you sweetie. It sounds almost bizarre in this day and age… but food is starvation insurance.” Patty’s voice trailed off… “Oh, I’m beating a dead horse… I think we’ve made our point. I’ll come with you and show you what’s best to buy for emergency foods.” Patty said as she stood up and gave Joan a hug.

Around 8 Months-BTE:

Joan’s quiet about the small arsenal I’ve accumulated which I’ve locked in our closet. She’s also said nothing to me about having the boys go to firearms training at a local gun range. She hasn’t gone yet… but she will. I know her. She sees the excitement and delight of Jacob and Josh and hears them say how well they’re learning to shoot and how much fun it is. Her common refrain to the boys is “Just don’t shoot yourself or someone else.”

Joan still hasn’t found a job and is getting extremely upset. She’s worried about finances and is getting her online recertification as a dental surgeon’s assistant. But we have some savings and can make it for a long time on just my income… at least we can eat and keep the roof over our heads for a while.

We have almost everyone in the neighborhood now involved with putting our Neighborhood Protection Plan together. We elected Bryan Chinaski our Primary Neighborhood Protection Plan Leader at our second meeting. None of us knew we had such a competent man in our midst. He was a first lieutenant in the army and served as a line infantry officer during the Vietnam War.

Because of his quiet and reserved nature, we at first doubted what he wrote down on the NPP Group Member Information form… so we asked to see his military DD214. He’s close to seventy but in good health and a very capable tactical planner… a calm and quiet man… but determined. Neil was elected Secondary Leader because of his law enforcement experience and even though we all knew he was a cop, he volunteered to provide us a copy of his Police Officer’s Standards Training, or POST Certification.

We elected a NPP Leadership Council of eleven Group Members. The Council makes decisions on all the affairs of the Neighborhood Protection Plan… with the exception of sticking their noses into Bryan Chinaski and Neil Boltz’s roles as Primary and Secondary Neighborhood Protection Plan Leaders. Those two have total direction and control of the organization and preparation of for defense of our subdivision.

Approximately 5 Months-BTE:

We go in small groups to a local outdoor firing range. Most of us have learned to handle our weapons well. We contacted a shooting range who recommended an expert… he’s actually an avid hunter, to teach some of us long range shooting with our telescopic hunting rifles. We now have a number of Group Members trained in long range marksmanship.

We’re holding training exercises concentrating on flanking attacks and fire and movement tactics coordinated with the marksmen providing cover fire. We’re really getting jacked up in our organized movements. Very few of us have had any military or law enforcement experience but Bryan Chinaski told us today that he’s very amazed at what he sees and he’s proud of us. “My Neighborhood Guardians…” as he calls us.

Without Protective Perimeter fortifications, these marksmen, movements and tactics… we know we’ll have a difficult time defeating what we assume will be multitudes of Intruders… far superior in numbers to us. To bolster our defensive capabilities we’ve begun building ‘landscape fortifications’ that actually make the neighborhood look nicer… but outwardly conceal fall back fighting positions, guard posts, kill zones and entry guard positions.

The construction types in our group have built three beautiful cupolas on homes we selected as the best for observation posts and marksman positions. These positions can cover strategic areas around our Protective Perimeter and the main approaches to our subdivision. We’ve also identified two story houses and buildings around our neighborhood that can be used by Outflanker Marksmen. These are marksmen teams that will station themselves outside our Protective Perimeter when the time comes to coordinate their cover fire with the Inside Marksmen.

Food. How casually we take it for granted. It’s just around the corner at the grocery store if you need it. Huge stocks of it in bulk if you want to buy from the warehouse stores.

If.

This is the one area that Joan and I agreed on most initially. We’ve sold some of our ‘toys’ and converted some of our bank savings to food and other survival supplies that Neil and his Group Members have recommended we buy. Joan is okay with this because everything is going up in price so much. It’ll be better in the long run to have some of our savings in food and tangible items rather than all of it in the bank or ‘leisure toys.’

I’m buying extras like bags of rice and beans. I know some in the neighborhood are in tough financial predicaments and are struggling… but they’re great Group Members so I quietly add to our food supply with those people in mind.

Besides, the bank is paying just a little over one percent per annum interest and food prices are going up ten to twelve percent a year… actually more than that now. Guns and ammunition are going up in price by the month. Joan and I both think it’s just common sense to buy more of everything we need that’s tangible… especially food. Unlike our bank account, we can always eat our food.

Joan now insists we buy more ammunition… lots more than we planned on. Joan had her purse stolen in broad daylight when she went to fuel the car two weeks ago. Her purse was torn from her grip and she was violently knocked to the ground just after she got out of her car at the gas station.

Other than a few bruises, she wasn’t hurt, but something tripped in her mind after that incident. I know that the worst nature of people was now flashing in her mind like a strobe light too. The woman has become obsessed with target shooting and I had to tell her today to back off a little. She’s going through way too much ammunition.

We have every nook and cranny… under beds, in closets and under stairs crammed with food, water, medicines and ammunition… but mostly food… emergency food. Dehydrated, Freeze dried, a civilian form of Meals Ready to Eat and mainstream foods.

We’ve adapted the procedure to ‘Eat what we’ve stored.’ We’ve begun to eat out of our food stocks to adjust our digestive systems to the part of the meal that is MRE, freeze dried or dehydrated foods. We buy new to replace what we consumed at a meal and rotate the new purchase to the back of the stock.

Our Neighborhood Protection Plan now has NPP Communal water purification equipment and back pack fire fighting equipment and extinguishers. We have an emergency base radio and have purchased enough two way radios for our group. We store these and all other pieces of electronic equipment in a Faraday Cage in the garage of the house chosen as the Watch Center to protect them against an Electromagnetic Pulse Event. We’ve also chipped in as a group to buy and store food for some of those in the neighborhood who can’t afford it. It’s also being stored in the garage of the Watch Center house that we call ‘The Pantry.’

Our Group Members all contributed to putting a water bore hole in one Group Member’s backyard. It’s an old fashioned open well that will supply the basic water needs of the entire neighborhood. Its concrete lined, has a manually operated rotary hand pump and should be done in a few days. It refills slowly, but it will provide enough water for us to all subsist on if we don’t waste it.

The entire neighborhood has a sense of cooperation like I could never have imagined. I’ve discovered that Tom Ryland across the street is not the arrogant jerk I always thought he was for years. That’s strange now that I think of it. I consider myself a logical person… but I made this assumption without ever exchanging a word with the man.

Tom is just a quiet, introverted but yet an extremely intelligent guy who just likes to keep to himself. He’s an electronics nut and builds and repairs just about everything and anything that’s electronic. Tom and I have become good friends. He’s a very compassionate and generous guy to a fault and I have silently asked his forgiveness for my prejudicial attitude on numerous occasions. We’re all closer now as neighbors than we have ever been. The worse the crime rate gets… the closer bond we all have.

The local news media today said that “The county and city have issued statements that budget shortfalls and cuts are forcing them to further curtail law enforcement services.”

Interesting… as the last part of the news caster’s statement was that… “The city and county also want to reassure each and every citizen that they’re taking all necessary steps to guarantee the safety and security of the public despite these cutbacks.”

Something like 2 Months-BTE:

The European Financial Crisis has worsened and is becoming evident here. Prices of everything are going up as the U.S. Dollar’s value declines worldwide. But despite that I’m starting to feel a sense of relief and security. I’ve learned to use my weapons and so have the boys… and Joan.

Joan loves punching holes in paper targets and it almost scares me how good she’s become at combat shooting drills. Her aversion to firearms has changed 180 degrees and she’s almost macho about her shooting and very vocal of her right to possess and carry weapons.

The crime rate has gone through the roof here… well, not actually in our neighborhood. There have been killings, beatings, muggings, car jackings and home invasions in every neighborhood around us and more burglaries than you can count.

We’ve activated our Neighborhood Protection Plan on a Low Alert basis and are taking turns patrolling our neighborhood streets and entrances to our neighborhood during the day and especially at night. It’s like ‘the word’ is out to those prowling the suburbs for victims… don’t mess with the Meadows Subdivision.

Our whole group knows how important it is to trust each other and act as a unit. When we first organized, Group Members were reluctant to reveal simple things like how many and what type of firearms they had… the same with food supplies and other equipment. We now talk openly to each other about these things. We are a real community.

We have realized that no one individual will survive if it gets bad enough that mobs and gangs try to break into our neighborhood. Our NPP’s strong point is Strength through Numbers. We are trained, organized, disciplined and coordinated… and we’ve learned to trust each other. We are our Neighborhood Guardians.

Joan wears her pistol now always. I think she’s going a little overboard. She puts her belt, magazine holders and holster rig on in the morning and takes it off at night just like her earrings. She told me we need to spend the money to get her more ammunition and spare magazines. She also wants a smaller version of her automatic pistol for ‘backup’ she says. She wants the same caliber pistol that will accept the magazines from her larger pistol. She’s immersed herself deeper into firearms than I could ever have imagined… she knows more about weapons than I do now.

The boys currently spend most of their time reading about shooting, hunting and survival on the internet and helping me with preparedness items. They now seldom play those mindless video games. They spend much more of their time outdoors now. I still have trouble getting them to finish their school homework… some things don’t change. Both boys seem to have a maturity about them now that I’ve never before seen. They asked me today if they can go deer hunting this fall.

It’s like my whole family has come out of a cocoon because of the preparedness that started with this Neighborhood Protection Plan. We’re closer and more like a family than we have been for the last 17 years. Joan has even started a big garden in the backyard and loves it. We now eat dinner at the table and discuss the day’s events… instead of her and I eating supper on the couch, eyes glued to the TV… and the boys in their rooms eating supper while playing video games.

Joan still hasn’t found a job and she’s now resigned to being unemployed despite getting recertified as a dental surgeon’s assistant. She told me yesterday “I’ll hold down the home front. If I can’t find work, at least I can save us some money on produce with the garden.”

We’re pretty well prepared for anything. We’re way ahead of the curve compared to most people, and we’ve backed off our obsession with ‘prepping’ as some call it. We just feel more secure having food to eat and being able to physically protect ourselves. Two simple things in life that we no longer assume will be provided for us and that we no longer take for granted.

Our NPP is functioning pretty smoothly. Our group has sorted out the men from the boys and those who “Talk the talk… but can’t walk the walk.” Those responsible and committed… and those who aren’t responsible, are lazy or can’t seem to fit into the team effort. Fortunately we’ve found few of the latter.

We not only have a NPP written plan, we’ve had “Weekend Dark Ages” …rehearsals where we’ve shut off power, communications and have created as close to what we expect a post Catastrophic Event scenario environment will really be like to ensure all our written planning works and our Neighborhood Protection Plan functions smoothly.

The local news media today reported that “Because of the impact the spreading European Debt Crisis has had on the economy, further budget cuts are necessary for both the police and fire departments. Local government law enforcement and fire department spokesmen stated today that despite further reductions they’re taking all steps to ensure the safety and security of the public!”

The convenience store just around the corner was robbed today and two of the clerks were shot dead. The killings were unnecessary. The robbers got the cash from the till and from all the customers… but they knew they could get away with it… so they kill. They’ll probably never be caught. It took the police more than 30 minutes to respond.

Our neighborhood group worked on radio communication procedures this evening.

Roughly a week-BTE:

Some have quit going to their jobs in the city because crime is so bad in the areas where they work. Assaults and robberies have made it like a war zone in the city. The intermittent garbage service leaves trash blowing around at the whim of the winds like a capital city in a Third World country on the African Continent.

We can’t get a timely response from any emergency services. One of our neighbors died from a heart attack yesterday… something that would not have happened six months ago. Our leadership has activated the NPP to a Mid Alert status… we openly carry weapons now and the Watch Center is manned and the two-way radios are charged and have been distributed.

Our NPP leadership has assured the one law enforcement officer who lives in our subdivision and every fireman, emergency services worker and public safety officer that reside here that their families will be protected and taken care of. We hope this allows them to carry on their job without being concerned for their family’s safety.

Gun stores have been emptied… not from looters… they’re just sold out. People have purchased anything that fires a projectile. There is absolutely no ammunition available anywhere. When it does come in the lines are longer than those at the gas pumps during the oil embargo of 1972. Price gouging is accepted without comment. It’s not what the cost is… it’s the issue of can you get it?

The gas prices have gone so high that three to four times as many people are riding the bus. Who says criminals aren’t innovative? Three guys in an old Lincoln Town Car went from bus stop to bus stop on the busiest routes just ahead of the bus yesterday… they stopped… got out with shotguns and robbed each of the bus riders of money, jewelry, iphones and anything else of value. Rumor is they robbed 800 people at over twenty bus stops in three hours before the police could figure out their scheme… one bus stop after another like clock work.

The word is that the mayor has asked the governor of our State to send in National Guard Military Police units to help local police patrol the streets.

The local news media reported today that “Government authorities and law enforcement sources said that want to assure every citizen that they are taking all necessary steps to ensure the safety and security of the public! They want the citizens to know their leaders are working night and day to resolve problems and that the people of the metro area are their first priority!”

There’s a long running political feud between the mayor and the governor and so far the Guard hasn’t been activated… or even alerted.

Day 1-ATE:

It just happened. No one really knows where it started but we generally agree that it started today. People just went crazy in the city. You could call it a riot… but it was more like mobs looting every store they saw. One critical difference between this riot and those of the past… electronics and clothing stores were largely untouched… but the clothing, shoe and especially grocery stores were stripped bare.

Prices have skyrocketed to the point that people can’t buy the necessities and pay their rent and utilities. They’re as desperate to have both food and shelter… as drug addicts are for their next fix. People have quickly turned animalistic… but there are also normal people like you and me… fathers, mothers, daughters, grandfathers, sons… decent folks, who now rob and kill to survive.

Like in the movie “Apocalypse Now” …where the sailor ran back and jumped into the patrol boat after coming close to being eaten by a tiger and says in a terrified voice over and over again… “Don’t get out of the boat!” …the phrase “Don’t go into the city!” is being repeatedly in fearful, hushed tones by people in the suburbs.

The city is at a stand still. Schools have been closed. Teenage mobs are beating and robbing everyone that doesn’t look a part of them. Hundreds of police in riot gear make futile attempts to cordon off and stop the madness but are literally knocked down and run over by masses of angry people.

Our leadership has activated the NPP to a High Alert status… we are controlling the entrances to our subdivision and are manning positions 24 hours a day. At the first sign of mass violence in the area our Outflanker Marksmen will take their positions.

The news media today said that “Local Law Enforcement, in cooperation with State authorities, is taking all necessary steps to deal decisively with the situation. We advise citizens of the curfew in effect from 6 pm to 6 am and warn that anyone found on the streets during these hours is subject to immediate arrest. We urge all citizens to stay at home until further notice.”

Day 29-ATE:

The madness that hit our city has now turned into more than just finding something to eat. The lid on Pandora’s Box has been opened. It’s very clear to us that most of the rioters prefer this ‘free for all’ and continue on despite heavy patrols by police and National Guard units.

There are an increasing number of almost guerilla style roof top attacks on police and Guard members. Fire bombings against those attempting to restore order are increasing. It’s rumored that a few police and Guard units have been massacred and their weapons and gear taken by the progressively more violent organized gangs.

Food supplies have begun to be trucked into the city to feed masses of people that are in the early stages of starvation. Many of these convoys have come under intense small arms fire and have turned around and left or have been robbed. Few of the trucks have gotten through to their delivery points and those that have were literally emptied in seconds by the crush of thousands of starving people, before the food could be equitably distributed.

The water system went off today. We’ve been expecting this for a long time. The National Guard assumed command over all utilities of the metro area including the electrical grid but didn’t have the knowledge necessary to keep it functioning.

We were experiencing electrical ‘brown outs’ more frequently and then the power went off six days ago… we’ve gone to candles for lighting and are cooking by a communal fire. We ‘black out’ all light at night and an uncanny silence permeates our NPP… there’s none of the noise our minds were so accustomed to for years… that dull, low level audible presence of the city.

It is rumored that Federal Troops have been ordered in to major metropolitan areas and that heavy fighting is going on between them and large gangs in some areas. We also hear that the military has been unable to reestablish control and have withdrawn to surround many of these metro areas. Budget cutbacks for the military and Guard units over the last years have created a disaster which is now very apparent. They do not have enough hard manpower to restore order.

Further weakening the American military was the program that some ‘bean counter’ at the Pentagon instituted years ago that forcibly retired experienced military personnel and replaced them with green, inexperienced officers and enlisted men and women. The program was praised for cutting the Defense Department’s budget costs considerably by drastically lowering payroll costs… but the result of this is that the armed forces are now virtually worthless as an effective fighting force… they’re more like heavily armed Boy Scout troops.

The local news stations are no longer on the air. Most of their employees refuse to drive the gauntlet to work and are staying home to protect and be with their families and their back up generators are out of diesel fuel.

National Emergency Broadcast System said again today that “Order is slowly being restored.” We get little information… most of what we hear are unsubstantiated rumors from passersby.

We listen to the National Emergency Broadcasting System… the government… and hear the same statements over and over… but few longer trust or believe anything they say.

Day 98-ATE:

Despite our sufficient food supplies… many of us have broken out with boils, especially those eating emergency foods so different from what they normally consumed. Prayer and the reading the Bible are becoming a daily ritual amongst many. Some of the most zealous of those who have discovered God since ATE say the boils are a Biblical Curse as punishment for what man has done.

We’re all surprised at how much those who cursed, drank and swore like drunken sailors have changed into the opposite of what they used to be. A few refuse to further use weapons to defend our NPP. Some of these were avid gun owners BTE.

They openly seek atonement from anyone and we’ve seen a couple of them periodically gazing into the sky in loud and almost angry prayer… asking God to forgive them for taking the lives of Intruders. We’ve assigned them other duties.

The term Hoplophobes now comes to mind… people that have an irrational fear of firearms. The roles have been switched though… those former hoplophobes BTE now eagerly carry their weapons almost in a caress … like they’re having a love affair with them. We find them also the most responsive at a moment’s notice to man the Protective Perimeter.

We’re all in a state of slight mental confusion from the lack of sleep and the trauma of all the killing. We find our minds wandering and we’re unable to concentrate fully in doing the most elementary tasks. Every person is irritable from being on a constant low level state of mental alert. The signs of depression are in everyone except the most hardened like Bryan Chinaski, Neil Boltz and the few others, mostly those with prior military and law enforcement experience.

Throw in the horrid smells of everything from burnt wood to filthy, smelly bodies and filthy clothes and it puts a surreal dimension to how we live. We’re starting the new water bore hole in a few months, dependent on the food supply. Hopefully we’ll have enough water to bathe or shower and wash clothes.

Our antibiotics are exhausted and the nurse practitioner who Joan helps tend to our medical needs with, has advised the council that unless we get more medicines, minor cuts or skin scrapes are almost a death warrant. She warns that Sepsis, or whole body infection, shock and death will occur if not treated properly.

We’ve scavenged surrounding areas for materials to build up our protective perimeter. We’re like a fortified compound now. Despite the fires in surrounding neighborhood homes, we have enough wood from partially burned houses around us and trees for fires to cook and heat ourselves by until ‘the cows come home.’

What we’re very concerned about now is fire as winter has begun to set in. We’re worried about the burning-the-house-down type of fire. Everyone is on ‘Fire Alert.’ We’ve established a rotational shift to heat rocks for people to warm them self by indoors rather than use indoor fires. By previous NNP agreement, fires and cooking are now communal or are restricted to outside homes. We’ve already had one family die from carbon monoxide poisoning… we don’t know how this happened and they aren’t in a position to longer care or shed light on it.

Those dependent on insulin, oxygen, beta blockers and other items that medically assisted them in staying alive, died within days, weeks and months of ATE. These people were ‘The Terminal Living’ amongst us and we and they expected their departure. Those who’ve departed us that have lived a full life are one thing… but the passing of two insulin dependent children not even into their teens, known and well liked around the subdivision, was heartbreaking.

The inconsequential things in life that consumed so much of people’s daily thought and being are gone and so are most of the vices like smoking, drinking and drug use. The legal and the few illegal drug users became visibly apparent in our neighborhood by the second month… when they ran out. Some of these people are literally ‘crazy’ without their prescriptions. We deal with them as best we can.

We live like Benedictine Monks, with almost as much silence. It is amazing the ‘dark side’ that revealed itself in people you’d least expect would have it. Those people had one of two choices after being read the ‘riot act’ by our NPP Council… cooperate, work and share with the other Group Members… or face execution. We don’t dare kick them out… they know too much about our defenses and food supply.

The obesity that was in some of us is now gone. Everyone has visibly lost weight… some by work and some of it from lack of calories… and much of it from lack of appetite. The trauma has killed the former active appetites of most.

The National Emergency Broadcast System repeated today that “Order is slowly being restored.”

Day 153-ATE:

We watched the surrounding residents being dealt the hand of death within the first months. We watched as hundreds… sometimes close to a thousand people mobbed these surrounding neighborhoods and killed every last resident… residents trying to individually and desperately defend themselves and their families.

The mobs looted their homes and then for some reason… like a ritual… dragged the bodies inside and set the house on fire. True funeral pyres as far as you could see in all directions… and the smoke drifting skyward from each… to join and form a dark blanket covering the city.

Initially it was blacks or Hispanics… then it turned to white gangs. It seems that race has no meaning now as they’re all a mob of biological equivalence… and all hungry. It’s ironic that it took something like this to bring a semblance of racial and ethnic ‘harmony’ about… a harmony of necessity amongst the starving.

We’re running short of food. Rations have been cut back to about 1000 calories per person per day with the exception of the few women who are pregnant and getting more to eat than the others. It’s strange to see some of the older women bearing a child… the result of birth control pills running out.

Regardless of all the hardship, suffering, heartache and misery… life and loving still take place. Each and every person in the group takes pride in these women and treats them like royalty.

We’re all extremely excited to see unsullied life in the form of a newborn baby… clean, fresh humanity… not adulterated like us by the existence we’ve lived for what now seems to be an eternity.

Hindsight is always 20/20. Everyone now wishes they’d bought ten times as much food and ammunition. Everyone regrets the five, ten, twenty and hundreds of dollars they wasted of frivolous items BTE. Jet skis, eating out… I could go on and on… this especially hits home when I think of how Joan and I ‘wasted’ money.

Death is everywhere… with little of the ceremony that Normal Civility affords them. But within our neighborhood, death is dealt out through a semblance of order and by prescribed rules. Attack our neighborhood and death will be dealt to you… break the critical rules of the group and death will come quickly to the offender.

Neil Boltz shot Gary today after he was found concealing stolen rations under his shirt. Gary was the HOA President BTE, not that the title of HOA President has any position of power or meaning now. We decided to pool our remaining food for the group 2 months ago. We have to do this to stretch our food supply for as long as we can. Absolute discipline in calorie distribution.

Bryan Chinaski gathered with the NPP Council members to get a vote of approval then gave a casual authorization sign to Neil. Neil just pulled out his pistol and shot Gary through the head in front of our whole group.

We just stood there watching like deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. There was no anger or hesitation in Neil doing this… it seemed just a mechanical action of his during this daily ration hand out. Swift justice agreed upon by all in our group when we organized as the penalty for anyone caught stealing food from a group storeroom… ‘The Pantry’ as everyone now refers to it.

Everyone in our group has that ‘thousand yard stare’ like a fatigued combat veteran that comes from trauma, shock, lack of sleep and in our case… prolonged and partial starvation. Not a person in the crowd winced or made a sound as the HOA President dropped to the concrete driveway like a sack of potatoes. We all stood there unmoved… the men unshaven and looking like Taliban warriors and the women and children looking like East London ghetto tramps right out of the 1800’s musical ‘Oliver Twist.’

It was a necessary punishment by our NPP Council carried out by our group leader for violation of this most sacred of the rules and the trust of our group… “Under no circumstances will you take more than your allotted ration from the food stocks… the penalty for violating this rule will be immediate execution.”

Some people of the surrounding residential areas got smart after seeing the carnage just a few streets over from their homes. They saw our defenses and some bartered their way into our NPP. We have three times the number of people in our Neighborhood Protection Plan than lived here BTE. They’re mostly crammed in bank foreclosed homes, basements and garages.

Their entry fee was sufficient food, all their supplies and equipment, weapons, ammunition… a critical skilled trade or specialty and an agreement that they would abide by our Neighborhood
Protection Plan rules… and they have also agreed to dig our second water bore hole by hand when the time comes.

The ultimate decision on each person’s admission to our group was made through a interview of each person by an NPP ‘Admittance Committee’ appointed by our NPP Council and composed of Group Members from our Neighborhood Protection Plan. The ones deemed fit enough additions for admittance to our group mean more desperately needed trigger fingers… but many were turned away.

Our water bore hole gives us sufficient water to drink, but not enough to bathe often. It’s deep but it refills very slowly. We don’t have enough food to provide the calories needed to dig another one this winter so it will have to wait until spring after our first garden crops.

It was curious to see the mentality of the Intruders change while looting homes around us. Within minutes of eating, some of their desperation visibly disappeared. It was like they were in a party mode after they ate their fill.

There was not much laughter heard from them, but plenty of exciting talk. They fought amongst themselves over their spoils. But like a code of ‘civility’ amongst cutthroats and killers… these were not fights to the death, more just pushing, shoving and arguing. They projected an eerie sense of self-centered joy, gluttony and giddiness while they were looting.

The Intruders were like ants going through everything and carrying off as much as they could. Too fat and happy to attack us when seeing the strength of our defenses and most of our group armed and on the protective perimeter wall facing them. They swore and cursed at us and the common taunt was… “You’re next!”

We were ‘next’ a number of times… we were attacked on numerous occasions. Several attempts were made to storm our neighborhood from different directions and multiple attacks at one time, but they all failed to break into our neighborhood and the Intruders were either killed or driven off.

We have an extremely aggressive response to attacks… we use ambush tactics, kill zones and flanking movements coordinated with the accurate and deadly fire from marksmen inside and outside our neighborhood.

Our tactics have so far destroyed the momentum of every attacking group. The will of the Intruder’s mentality is crushed when they’re fired at from so many angles and places. It stopped them dead in their tracks… then they turned into a more frantic mass trying to get away from us than they were when they were attacking.

Attacks have dropped way off now as we think ‘the word’ has gotten around “Stay away from the Meadows Subdivision.” The Intruders are mostly gone now but we don’t let our guard down. We know some heavily armed gangs are still out there and we periodically hear sporadic small arms fire in the very distance.

When we hear this gunfire, all in our group sit in stone silence… each report of a gunshot pounds in our heads… as we wonder if it’s the sound of another innocent being indiscriminately killed. There are still a few individuals and small group hold outs in the city and suburbs… they do their best to stay hidden or ‘look the part.’

But the fleshy, ‘I just ate today’ look of them is so alien to that gaunt look of the starving… that it’s a telltale sign that always betrays them. Like rats, Intruders ferret them out, kill them and consume their remaining food.

The initial danger came by road… armed Intruders in commandeered vehicles. We had anticipated that and blockaded all entrances to our subdivision with vehicles. When the gasoline disappeared they came by foot… like huge nomadic herds… sheltering and loitering in areas around us. Periodically attacking.

Mob attrition happened rapidly through killing, starvation, sickness and disease and they just don’t have the energy or means of mobility now that they had in the beginning. But the ones that did survive have formed into more efficient and dangerous gangs.

We know better than to slack off and let down the guard of our neighborhood… our Neighborhood Protection Plan. In fact we’ve posted many more teams of Group Members as lookouts at increasing distances outside our neighborhood in all directions. They radio Intel and threats to us.

We don’t know for sure, but we have no reason to believe that what’s happening here isn’t happening everywhere in America. Regardless, we will fight to the death defending our neighborhood because we suspect some groups and gangs left are surviving by cannibalism… so there is no surrender for us.

So far we’ve lost only two Group Members. We make an urgent appeal to the outside world daily for food and medicines… but have received no reply yet.

As we sat around the table in the Watch Center today listening to the broadcast from our base camp emergency radio, the National Emergency Broadcast System reported that “Order is slowly being restored in many of the largest metropolitan areas.”

Neil reached over and turned the radio off…

The Authors’ design and intention of this book:

“A Failure of Civility” is designed and intended to be a primer for mainstream Americans with or without preparedness and survival knowledge. This book will complement the knowledge of those who have survival skills and expose new concepts to them and will give an overall plan for the concept of preparedness to those who have never been exposed to it.

We give an overview of defensive protection, shooting techniques, combat tactics, fire fighting, medical, sanitation, creating potable water and storage of food supplies. It is designed to help those with limited finances… which are now most Americans.

The Authors advise and recommend that further interest by Readers in developing preparedness and expertise in specific areas should be obtained by joining competent and rational groups to gain knowledge, share information, discover by reading, BY DOING and getting additional information on preparedness from experts in the field they need further advice on.

The survival of America is dependent on the “Strength through Numbers” of as many Americans as possible being prepared to protect themselves and their neighborhoods during disaster or civil unrest. By not being the problem… they become part of the solution.

The concept is to “Stand in Place” and to defend with the cooperation of your neighbors by “Strength through Numbers” and using the family shotgun, hunting rifle, home defense pistol… shooting techniques and military tactics… to defend and maintain civility in your neighborhood.

The Authors do not advocate “Bugging Out” for anyone except the most prepared… as some may be. Those who are… also know that you’d better get out of Dodge City at the first sign of trouble.

Anyone who thinks they can defend alone or with a small family group in an urban or suburban environment is destined to extinction. Read what happened to individuals and small groups in the ‘real world catastrophe’ of early 1990s Yugoslavia at the beginning of our book.

The Authors believe that a Catastrophic Event that will transform this nation will surely occur in most Reader’s lifetimes. We pray that an event like this never happens, but in our opinion… it’s not if… but when.

Our hopes are that America and its people can and will survive by organizing and preparing. Our hopes are that America will maintain its strength… street by street. The alternative after some protracted Catastrophic Events will the utter destruction of America if people aren’t prepared.

* The stories in this book are intended to emphasize points, to attempt to convey the reality of Catastrophic and Post Catastrophic Event Scenarios and to break up the monotony of a ‘manual.’

* We provide over 130 color photos, depictions, charts and diagrams are intended to give respite to the text and convey ease of reading, give visual attractiveness, convey concepts and present specific information. Printing a book with the number of color pages we provide interspersed throughout is much more costly.

* The book is a full sized 8.5” by 11”

* It has 396 pages

* It is printed in 14 point large font for easy reading

* We have attempted to limit paragraphs to no more than 6 lines to ease strain on eyes and reading.

* We provide a Chart of Catastrophic Events and our estimates of the characteristics of them and state what is needed for different Catastrophic Events.

“A Failure of Civility” can be purchased at www.AFailureOfCivility.com

Incompatible

Incompatible

In this election year, when most people want to roll over for a compromise, we must once again face the unpopular truth: liberalism and conservatism are incompatible with each other.

We’d like to think that we could have a pluralism, where everyone has their own beliefs, but this denies people the ability to choose the type of society and lifestyle they want. Another person’s “freedom” could be destruction of the type of social order and values system that you desire.

Leftists, who tend to think only in terms of the individual and the social group composed of individuals, find this possibility impossible. To them, there is only one question, and that is the individual and a lack of restraints on its ability to express itself.

Conservatives, as those who study both cause-effect logic and history, see individual choices as reflecting a values system, the values system as indicating a type of society, and thus the effect of that values system being predictable from the template of history.

To a conservative, the question is “What kind of place would you like to live in?”

To a liberal, the question is “What kind of freedoms do you want in any generic place you live in?” Their ideology inherently sees all societies as the same, much as their egalitarian ideology sees all individuals as the same.

These two — rightism/conservatism and leftism/liberalism — are irreconcilable opposites. To adopt one is to destroy the other, in either direction you choose.

If the right wing has any principle, it’s to look at the relationship between individual choices and their results in a world where we can predict those results. This arises from their believe in cause-effect logic as a means of understanding reality so to be able to predict the consequences of any action.

That in turn arises from a conservative belief in not just pragmatism, but goodness. Find the best design, the optimal pattern of life, and use that to make not just a functional society but a beautiful one.

The leftist principle is egalitarianism. Individuals should be able to do whatever they want, whenever they want, without facing the consequences arising from reality when it is in conflict with their actions. Liberals want no path to lead to a waiting predatory grizzly, or failure at life. All are accepted and all are subsidized.

From that split, the different traits of liberalism and conservatism emerge:

  • Competition: the best rise
  • Strong national identity
  • Small government/powerful family and culture
  • Emphasis on personal responsibility
  • Emphasis on central moral and values system
  • No progressive ideology
  • Consequences
  • Long-term
  • Egalitarianism/Altruism: all are included
  • Internationalism
  • Government as agent of moral change
  • Emphasis on pluralism
  • Relativism
  • Progressive ideology
  • Intentions
  • Short-term

That, in a nutshell, are the differences between left and right. These make them incompatible. No matter how contorted and polyglot your belief system, at its highest level of abstraction, it is closer to one of these than the other. There is actually no middle ground.

Leftists complain that rightists do not allow individuals universal freedom.

Rightists say that leftists do not recognize the right of the individual to choose the type of society in which they live, which requires that a values system exist and thus that some hard choices are made, with some excluded and some rewarded.

Each type — rightist/conservative or leftist/liberal — will present their opponent from having the type of society they desire.

This is why the two are incompatible, and why the happiest nations are those not wracked by this conflict.

Then again, since conservatism is older and has guided many societies to success instead of ending up impoverished ruins of their former glory, the burden of proof is on liberals to show that their well-intentioned plans actually work out in reality, instead of blowing up in our faces like a mad scientist’s experiment.

Atlanta, Affirmative Action, and White Managerial Elites

Gone With the Wind: Atlanta, Affirmative Action, and White Managerial Elites

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Ronald H. Bayor’s Race & The Shaping of Twentieth-Century Atlanta is one of Disingenuous White Liberal (DWL) scholarly books that blames the current state of the Black Mecca on the lingering vestiges of white racism.

The growth of Atlanta is in predominately white areas

Despite Atlanta – since 1973 – being a city firmly under the iron Black heel when it comes to who controls City Hall and the hiring/firing of public employees (not to mention the creation of the Minority Business Enterprise, which mandates a significant portion of city projects go to minority firms), Bayor’s book places all the blame for The City too Busy to Hate’s shortcomings on white people.

Just as in Detroit, it was white flight from Black criminality to virtually crime free white suburbs surrounding the city that allowed Black people to become the majority of Atlanta by 1970 and elect Maynard Jackson in 1973. This event was the culmination of years of cohesive actions by the Black community in Atlanta:

“The black response to a city being shaped by segregation was to form their own self-help organizations, develop businesses and colleges to serve the African-American community, negotiate for land and housing, fight for political inclusion, and, most important, to continually point out to white Atlantans what should have been obvious: measures that diminished black life in the city also had negative effects on whites. Black Atlanta’s community development, resistance to or bypassing of white policies, and implementation of their own policies after 1973 were some of the shaping aspects of race that one could see in Atlanta.”(p. 257, Race & The Shaping of Twentieth-Century Atlanta)

Black Atlanta did implement their own policies starting in 1973 (minority contracting mandates, which transferred tax-revenue to the Black community) as outlined here:

The election of Maynard Jackson, who has died of a heart attack aged 65, as the first black mayor of Atlanta, Georgia, in 1973 was a major landmark in the southern US city’s history.


It signposted a change of guard in the local political class from white to black; no white person has since been elected mayor.


Jackson, who served three terms in office, was a prominent exponent of affirmative action.


In his first two terms, he rattled Atlanta’s old cosy business relationships, alienating some, but wooing them back in his third term with deft deal-making skills. In 1978, he signed a law requiring 25% of the city’s projects to be set aside for minority firms. The policy, which still operates today, made Atlanta the most hospitable place in America for black entrepreneurs.


He also pushed through an affirmative action program that made it mandatory for contractors to take on minority-owned businesses as partners, and forced the city’s major law firms to hire African-American lawyers. He threatened that “tumbleweeds would run across the runways of Atlanta airport” if blacks were not included in city contracts.

This is the reason Atlanta is known as “The Black Mecca”; an aggressive affirmative action program implemented to enrich Black citizens of Atlanta, that resulted in enticing Black people from around the country to return to the city (and surrounding metro Atlanta area) to get a piece of the pie. An article from Ebony in 2002 notes:

Though Census figures show that Atlanta’s Black population has dipped slightly (it peaked at 282,911 in 1980 and stands at 255,689 today), more than 150,000 African-Americans still moved into the city during the 1990s. The real boom was in the surrounding bedroom communities in DeKalb, Fulton and Cobb counties. More than half a million Blacks swelled the population of those communities in the 1990s. In fact, more Blacks moved to metropolitan Atlanta than to any other metro area in the country during the last decade.

Even in once-segregated strongholds like DeKalb County, which cuts a small swath through the city of Atlanta, Blacks have changed the face of the social and political landscape. In November 2000, DeKalb residents elected 41-year-old Vernon Jones as the county’s first Black chief executive. “The times are definitely changing in and around this metropolitan area,” Jones maintains. “The whole area is just much more diverse, and that’s changing things. There are some glass ceilings, too. We still don’t have a Black senator or a Black governor. But the population is growing. More and more Black people are moving here, affluent Black people. That is making a difference.”

Today, Atlanta boasts more Black-owned companies per capita than any other city in the nation except Washington, D.C., according to the U.S. Department of Commerce. It is home to the nation’s second-largest Black insurance company, Atlanta Life. Citizens Trust Bank, the fourth-largest Black bank, also is based there.

“There are business role models here like Jesse Hill and Herman Russell who allow young people to see what the possibilities are,” says Thomas Dortch, national chairman of 100 Black Men of America.

But the new economic landscape produced by the labor, lobbying and civil rights leadership of Atlantans such as Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Andrew Young and Congressman John Lewis also has created scintillating opportunities in areas where Blacks previously were shut out. As Atlanta has grown, so too have the fortunes of scores of Black businessmen who have participated in its amazing development. With the backing of Maynard Jackson, who is credited with initiating the building boom that put Atlanta on the map (some call Hartsfield airport “the airport that Maynard built”), business owners like construction magnate Herman J. Russell, whose H.J. Russell & Co. is the 14th-largest Black business in the country, literally paved the way for the unprecedented success of the Black businesses that followed.

Using aggressive affirmative action initiatives, Jackson ushered in an era in which the percentage of the contracts Black businesses received from the city grew from less than one-tenth of 1 percent in 1970 to more than $250 million today. It is said that 90 percent of the contracts that go to minority-owned firms that do business with American airports are at Hartsfield. Herman Russell, along with his partner, pioneering restaurateur James Paschal, operate several of those concessions, but many young Black business owners also have broken into this lucrative territory.

More and more Black people – who are vacating cities they helped ruin during the Great Migration of 20th century – are moving back to Atlanta. Fittingly, there is a correlation to property value drops, lower tax revenue collected – resulting in teacher and public employees layoffs and a lack of funds for improvements in infrastructure (and increased crime) – and further white flight from these counties Black people are settling in.

Attracted by affirmative action policies that helped enrich one segment of the population, one wonders if metro Atlanta’s white population would ever dare unite to defend their interests? The looming showdown over North Fulton vs. South Fulton would lead one to say “yes, they will.”

But its not just affirmative action policies that have helped enrich Black people in the private sector.

In describing Freaknic – a raucous Black spring break event that was eventually evicted from Atlanta – in the opening chapter of A Man in Full, Tom Wolfe writes:

Atlanta was their city, the Black Beacon, as the Mayor called it, 70 percent black. The Mayor was black… and twelve of the nineteen city council members were black, and the chief of police was black, and the fire chief was black, and practically the whole civil service was black, and the Power was black. (p.17)

But going back to that quote from Boyer, one glaring inconsistency with logic sticks out:

to continually point out to white Atlantans what should have been obvious: measures that diminished black life in the city also had negative effects on whites.

Actually, it’s measures that improved Black life in the city that have had negative effects on whites. More importantly, it’s had negative effects on Black people. Despite these affirmative action programs, poverty (and crime, which has no relation to poverty) in the Black community in metro Atlanta is at levels that rival any in all of America:

Atlanta’s status as a haven for African-Americans was greatly reinforced by the election of the city’s first black mayor, Maynard Jackson, in 1973. This accomplishment was due not to the progressive sentiments of the majority of Atlanta’s white population, but rather their departure from the city in big numbers. In the book Imagineering Atlanta: The Politics of Place in the City of Dreams, Charles Rutheiser reports:

He (Jackson) assumed a confrontationalist posture vis-a-vis the white business community, arguing passionately for a greater distribution of the benefit of growth among African-Americans. Ina  showdown over the new airport, Jackson succeeded in establishing a minority business enterprise program that became widely regarded as a model for minority set-asides for municipal contracts. Together, with extensive affirmative action hiring by Atlanta-based corporations like Coca-Cola and Delta Airlines, and an already-established black business community, the set-aside program made Atlanta a nationally known center for African-American economic opportunity in the latter part of the 1970s and 1980s.


Despite economic opportunities for the middle class and a continuous black presence at city hall for two decades, Atlanta was far from being a decent place, much less a paradise, for the majority of its African American residents. By any and every statistical measure, from poverty and unemployment to graduation rates and crime, the quality of life “enjoyed” by the city’s African-American majority plummeted during this period. The percentage of black households living in poverty nearly doubled between 1980 and 1990, to more than a third of all households. Over half of the city’s children lived in poverty. 


Nowhere was the divide between the two black Atlantas more manifest than in the area of crime. Atlanta was nationally renowned for its high crime rate in the late 1960s and early 1970s. Its homicide rate more than doubled between 1965 and 1970, making the city the country’s “murder capital.” Atlanta has retained the dubious honor of being one of the nation’s most violent cities to the present day. The vast majority of these crimes occurred, then as now, in the cities poorest census tracts to the south, east, and west of downtown, areas that are more than 95 percent African American.

Violent crime hasn’t stopped in Atlanta (where Black people have a virtual monopoly on crime), it’s just no longer reported by the police or the Atlanta Journal Constitution.

A simple question has to be asked at this point: who were those white people in power in Atlanta that caused Black people to unite and create cohesive organizations that would – in turn – consolidate political power in their own hands (both in the public and private sector)? Who were these white people that allowed Atlanta to become the Black Mecca?:

An incredibly close-knit group of friends, neighbors, and business partners from the city’s posh Northside, the power structure shared a common history. “Almost all of us had been born and raised within a mile or two each other,” remembered Ivan Allen Jr., a member of the group who would succeed (William) Hartsfield as Atlanta’s mayor from 1962 to 1970. “We had gone to the same schools, to the same churches, tot he same golf courses, to the same summer camps. We had dated the same girls. We had played and worked within our group.” Member of the power structure not only shared a common past and present; they shared a common vision of the future. In Allen’s telling, they were “dedicated to the betterment of Atlanta as much as a Boy Scout troop is dedicated to fresh milk and clean air.”(p. 28, White Flight: Atlanta and the Making of Modern Conservatism, by Kevin M. Kruse)

The actions by the white elite (what can only be described as the white “Managerial Elite” of Black-Run America) from 1940 – 1970 resulted in the vacating of the city by middle class whites (who couldn’t insulate their families from Black crime and integrated schools as the Northside elite could with private schools) and, in turn, resulted in the nightmarish of 2012 metro Atlanta: an entire metro area witnessing property depreciation, increased crime, and staggering costs for commutes.

Interesting that despite government mandated policies of affirmative action, minority contracts, and hiring practices that have turned all public jobs (tax supported) in the metro Atlanta area into a Black vocational program, Black communities there are in complete disarray.

Those areas that stayed white (despite a hostile government, private sector hiring practices that favor non-whites, and an onus on entrepreneurship): thriving. Atlanta has been rebuilt up Georgia 400 to Roswell, Sandy Springs, Alpharetta and Forsyth County.

The tallest buildings in all of suburban America, the 30+ story King and Queen Towers – The Concourse at Landmark Center in Sandy Springs – recently went on the market and analysts predict the sale will rival what the tallest building in the southeast (which was foreclosed), the Bank of America Plaza, went for. The former complex is located Outside the Perimeter, in a city that is majority white; the latter located in downtown Atlanta.

Sandy Springs is one of these primarily white cities in North Fulton that could secede from the county tomorrow and instantly see property values rise dramatically.

More on this later this week.

Since 1973, untold financial investing in the Black Mecca (through primarily white tax-dollars and the appropriation of collected revenue toward minority contracts and the establishment of an entrenched Black monopoly on public jobs) has resulted in the creation of a Black elite in Atlanta, which should now represent a sunk cost. No matter how many private companies enact affirmative action policies in hiring, this too will represent a sunk cost over time.

Atlanta – The City too Busy to Hate – represents a microcosm of how one can look at the entire nation after Black-Run America (BRA) rose to power: The white managerial elite rushing to cede power to Blacks, who have and always will maintain a close racial cohesion. It has been the zeitgeist in America for some time to be seen as “progressive” when it comes to Black America.

The state of 2012 Atlanta and the metro Atlanta area is directly correlated to two things: 1. Blacks moving from around the nation to city to take advantage of affirmative action policies enacted in 1973 that have created the facade of a “Black Mecca” — only because of the misappropriation of tax-dollars by a racially cohesive drive to augment Blacks, and, 2. White people trying to avoid living anywhere near Black people. No matter the distance of the commute, having limited interaction with Black people is preferred.

One will never be able to quantify (nor qualify) what might have been for Atlanta – and metro Atlanta – were a race-based policy not enacted in 1973 and instead, a merit-based policy enshrined into law.

The white managerial elite of Atlanta sold the city to Organized Blackness; as a result, every one has suffered.

Such is the case for all of America.

To look back at what Mr. Boyer stated in his book, it should become clear: the day that white people decide to do any of things he listed as the Black response to “segregation” in Atlanta, is the day BRA ends.

Hilariously, it looks like it will be in the very Northside of Atlanta (North Fulton) that sees secession attempted and a new county created… Look to a forthcoming essay on Vdare to see what this means.

The seeds of BRAs destruction are in the soil of Atlanta.

Why We Don’t Care

Why We Don’t Care

Obama and Trayvon Martin

The saying goes that generals fight the last war. Obama, and his allies, politically are stuck in the 1960s. Everything for them, is Bull Connor setting police dogs and hoses on peaceful Black civil rights marchers, live on the three networks! But like the Nazi army in late 1942, they seem headed for failure. Not because of the brilliance of their enemies, but because of the fatal but unseen flaws in their own organization.

For the German Army, it was the lack of any real ability to logistically support a mechanized army in the field for any considerable distance. THAT was the reason Adolf Hitler ultimately failed. He inherited a magnificent military machine, whose NCOs to General Staff were superb.

Obama has seemingly fixated on the sad case of a Mestizo man, born to a Peruvian mother, and adopted by a Jewish man in Florida, who shot a 17 year old Black boy in a town near Orlando Florida, in what police ruled self-defense. Latinos are on notice, when they get into conflicts with Blacks, they are “White” (which is to say, automatically guilty). The media is in a 24/7 Trayvon Martin frenzy, with old photos of Martin from age 12-13, not his more recent Facebook photos flashing gang signs, and old photos of George Zimmerman age 20, looking like a fat thug, not a leaner guy in a suit and tie. The media frenzy is to whip up Black violence, for its own sake, to intimidate and create fear among Whites, as emotional payback, and also to create an image of 1965 and Bull Connor. A failed attempt if ever there was one. President Barack Dinkins? Crown Heights?

Yes, that event is coming, somewhere, to a city near you.

Meanwhile, the Daily Mail is full of stories about brutal Black criminals. In the case of the prior link, one Tyrone Woodfork, brutally raping and beating to death 86 year old Nancy Strait, and critically injuring her 90 year old husband Bob, a veteran of the Battle of the Bulge as a member of the 101st Airborne. Then there is the case the Daily Mail also reported on, two British tourists murdered in Sarasota Florida by a Black thug named Shawn Tyson.

Floating around the internet is the 2009 case of the 15 year old White boy set on fire in Deerfield Beach Florida, and the 13 year old White boy set on fire in Kansas City several weeks ago. Both were set on fire by Black “youths” as the links make clear (photos at the link of the accused). The boy in Florida nearly died, has massive burns, and faces a life with heart and kidney problems, as well as being permanently disfigured.

There is the “I will Kill the F*** out of you” video at the Daily Mail link here.

What is notable in the video are two things, which every thoughtful observer will have flagged immediately. First, the Black students are smirking and laughing, because they agree and endorse the sentiments of the Black woman having a melt-down, threatening her White Professor and White fellow students. Secondly, the angry passivity of the White students who have FEAR. FEAR of being the one charged, if they talk back to “fighting words,” FEAR if they retaliate for being shoved. FEAR of the entire legal and social system coming down upon them if they do anything but stare off into space with stony silence.

Such social FEAR is only really sustainable when good times are rolling. If money, and the things it brings comes in, people will put up with it. If not, they won’t. FEAR eventually turns into even more FEAR. The White students are not convinced of the holy goodness of all Black people. Merely reacting in FEAR to a physical threat backed up by a social system that takes the side of the aggressor and punishes them. That is not a healthy way to build society.

Now, the Daily Mail is in the business of delivering viewers to advertisers. It is the #1 Newspaper site according to comScore, surpassing the New York Times. The online edition (there is a special US version) appeals to Blue collar White women, offering celebrity gossip that takes the celebs down a peg or two, all sorts of true crime stories, unlike the US media clearly identifying Black suspects, and lifestyle stuff. Drudge Report does much the same, often linking to Daily Mail Online. Blue collar White women like the straight scoop on crime. After all, unlike their White collar sisters, they can’t escape it. They don’t live in gated communities, or security buildings. The Mail has plenty of White criminals featured (because their readers like reading about it), but does not shy away from portraying the reality of crime (mostly Black criminals in the US). As depressing as that may be for those searching for the Bonfire of the Vanities “Great White Defendant” or Law and Order re-runs.

White people are stuck. They cannot unlike say, those living in Detroit in the 1960′s, simply move. The housing market is down, people are underwater or nearly so in their mortgages, lenders are giving mortgages to only the best credit holders, and income and wages are down as prices go up. White flight is simply not possible in today’s economic environment.

Meanwhile, the White guilt such as it is, no longer exists. Bull Connor was nearly 50 years ago. Nobody cares anymore. The Civil Rights era is as distant to us as the end of WWI (47 years) was to the Civil Rights Era. No one in 1967 was really concerned with the fallout of the end of the Great War. No one today really cares, about the Edmund Pettis Bridge either. Too many OTHER things have happened since. The media blitzkrieg to replay the 1960′s civil rights movement is as doomed as the German occupation of Stalingrad or Rommel in North Africa in 1943.

Moreover, White people are reminded every day, that they will soon be (discriminated against) minorities in their own country. That’s entirely different from the carefully orchestrated story of peaceful, respectable Civil Rights marchers being beaten by Bull Connor. A population soon to be a minority, and one that will be second or third class at best, does not have a lot of give when it comes to attempts to bully and threaten.

But the most important difference between today and 1965, is the knowledge, the more powerful because it is seen only on the Daily Mail, and the internet (often in raw video from World Star Hip Hop), that Black on White violence is extensive and threatening. THAT is the problem Obama and company face in their own Stalingrad.

Martin Luther King Jr. did not merely choose non-violence because he was filled with moral goodness as a cardboard Jesus. To suggest that takes away from the man’s political genius and legacy as a political figure with no equal in the modern era. Rather, King knew that Whites would hunker down and fight, as they had when a decent, and good man, Homer Plessy challenged Segregation in the Supreme Court three generations prior, and lost. King leveraged the divisions between wealthy and middle class Northerners and Westerners, who lived nowhere near Blacks, and those of the “wrong sort of White people” among blue collar Catholic ethnics (Irish, Italians, Germans, Poles, and Hungarians mainly) and Protestant Hillbillies who did live near them. King understood the Northern, elite Whites, having rubbed shoulders with them at Boston University. Non-violence was a political ploy, as a minority population sought acceptance through adherence to non-threatening behavior. No matter how gratifying intimidation and thuggery might be on an emotional level. Had King embraced violence and intimidation, as Malcolm X argued for, even the Northern and Western Whites who loathed the “wrong sort” of White people — ethnic Catholics (think Rick Santorum and how the elite react to HIM) and “hillbillies” (think the disdain for Miley Cyrus and Britney Spears) — would have opposed Civil Rights.

King used non-violence as political judo. It does not always work. But in that case, it did. Fighting a majority population with violence rarely works out well. Ask the Tamil Tigers, they fought harder and more ruthlessly than any. They still lost.

In King’s time, rising income, a robust property market, and a need to socially distinguish one’s self from “the wrong sort of White person” led to inexorably, a larger elite system with many, many hangers-on and those aspiring to that status. King’s political Judo worked, not the least of which was the social class of “Semi-New Englanders” or Post-Puritans or Semi-Scandinavians (the Puritans nearly all came from the Danelaw, as David Hackett Fischer’s “Albion’s Seed” makes clear, and carried with them very Nordic cultural assumptions about well, everything) grew substantially. While those on the receiving end of Black violence shrunk. It was just so easy to sell out, leave historic neighborhoods, and move to the safe, NEW suburbs.

White Flight was the key component of the Civil Rights movement, as much as non-violence. White Flight not only helped create new “semi-elites” who felt “the wrong sort of White person” was the only one concerned about Black violence, it created therein a “virtuous circle” wherein more and more Whites moved to the suburbs. All predicated on cheap gas, easy credit, and booming markets in property.

However, King did not properly explain this political reality to Black leaders and more importantly, the people themselves. The ethnic cleansing of Detroit, 29% Black in 1960, 45% Black in 1970, 89% Black today, may have been satisfying and gained political control of the city, but produced no measurable increase in wealth among Blacks other than a few leaders, and permanent dependency upon the larger White population of the State and the US at large.

Black people are indeed angry. Angry that they have not attained financial success as they have embraced thuggery and ethnic cleansing of Whites out of their historic cities (Baltimore, Detroit, Philadelphia, Gary Indiana, to name a few). Not understanding that is one thing to chase people away with violence, another to create wealth. Like the Visigoths and Vandals before them, futilely trying to emulate the Rome they destroyed, Black populations in cities they control are angry that Black control has not meant Black wealth. Other than what can be extorted in the Chicago model, from surrounding White areas.

The anger is however, counter-productive. The images on TV and newspapers of angry, threatening Black crowds angry and “out for justice” (implication violence), with Louis Farrakhan offering a bounty, and Jessie Jackson saying “Blacks are under attack” (they are, from other Blacks) It certainly is emotionally satisfying, to threaten and intimidate. That is why people do it, making people afraid of you creates the feeling of power.

Certainly, when Delrick Miller IV was shot in his home, at age 9 months, in Detroit, by AK-47 wielding attackers, no one cared. There was a fight, among the all-Black attendees at a baby shower. Two women felt offended they could not get seats:

”A woman got mad because she couldn’t find a seat, so she started knocking tables down, and it escalated from there,” Wilkins said. “My daughter and her friends left the club, but (a group of men and women) followed them to a gas station, and there was a fight with one of the guys who was at the shower with my daughter. Then, they followed them to the house.

“I think they came back the next day and shot up the house,” said Wilkins, who sobbed as she recounted the events. “They went to the shower to celebrate life; instead, a life was destroyed.”

Who kills a 9 month baby over a fight about seats at a baby shower? Who fights over seats at a baby shower anyway?

Where was Louis Farrakhan then? Or Jessie Jackson? Or Al Sharpton? No one cared. Because it was business as usual. The price of intimidating and scaring Whites, is Black on Black violence. So far, the Black community has not only tolerated it, but protected it. Since any reasonable measure to stop it: stop and frisk of Black men, imprisoning gang members, is resisted tooth and nail by Black leaders and Black voters. Obama did not comment on the murder of Delric Miller IV. Al Sharpton did not fly to Detroit to threaten the killers. Louis Farrakhan did not put out a bounty on the killers. The most innocent of all — a nine month old baby! And the reaction was … nothing.

No one among Al Sharpton, Louis Farrakhan, Jessie Jackson, and yes Barack Obama and the media really cares about Trayvon Martin. Any more than they cared about Delrick Miller IV. They just want to flex their political muscle and intimidate (mostly White) people as a reflexive response. It is so ingrained it is instinctual. The aim is to over-turn gun laws, and “stand your ground” so that there is no possibility of defense, as Whites are stuck in place, against young thuggish Black men. That is the whole purpose of the exercise, in the short term. Just as Hitler ordered Von Rundstedt to stand his ground in Stalingrad, eager to hold and destroy the city named for the man he hated the most. [Who in fact resembled him in a number of ways, and before Operation Barbarossa counted Hitler as a friend. Oddly enough.]

Long term, Obama and company want riots and violence and cities burning. This he thinks will win him votes, as this has been successful in Chicago for decades. Pay to make the mob go away. Again, with Whites in place, stuck, that just guarantees a fight. Probably as an ultimate back-up plan, Obama wants violence so he can if he loses the election, institute Martial Law and rule by decree. His recent executive order allowing him to seize basically anything including newspapers, radio, TV, and the internet is part of that ultimate back-up plan.

Unlike Bill Clinton, who stole everything that was not nailed down (particularly the corrupt deal with Haiti Teleco involving Joseph Kennedy and Bill Clinton), Obama did not steal wisely. Clinton made sure to involve not just Republicans, but Republican interest groups in corrupt deals. That’s why Bill Clinton did not spend a day in jail, and only lost his law license, not the Presidency. Unlike Bill Clinton, Obama has not kept the good times rolling either, for many in the elites and the people as a whole. As far as corrupt Presidency models go, the Arkansas version was better than the Chicago one.

Obama has made too many enemies: on Wall Street, among energy companies, among utilities, among Silicon Valley, among home builders, among mining companies, among almost everyone but a few favored cronies. That’s the downside of the Chicago Way, you make powerful enemies who know they must destroy you or be destroyed in turn. There is no easy good-time corruption ala the Arkansas model, where everyone is happy.

Ultimately, however, the idea that “evil White racists” are killing Black people is unsustainable even for the Blitzkrieg media. It just isn’t true, and people know it. David Duke lives in a trailer in Mississippi. Louis Farrakhan has a mansion bigger than Oprah’s, and with more goons too. All those threats turn off the Middle Class, White female voters who are the swing and thus the decisive votes in the 2012 elections. It is satisfying, and the default mode for Black politicians and people, to make threats and noise at the White population. For decades it has been rewarded. Going national makes pretty much every White homeowner, renter, and everyone else stuck in place, unable to flee, ready to fight.

Indeed, rising gas prices threaten the fundamental basis for American social peace: Blacks would have a free hand in self-ruled cities that they ethnically cleansed (White flight was flight because Whites FEARED Blacks not because they hated them). Meanwhile Whites would live as far away as possible from them, while refraining from mentioning Black dysfunction and economic failure and dependency (upon White wealth transfers). Being unwilling to rock the boat of rising income, later rising credit replacing income, and cheap electronic toys. Whites do not HATE Blacks, they’d hardly have endorsed decades of fictional Black Presidents on TV and in movies, made a billionaire of Oprah, every White woman’s imaginary Black Best Friend(tm Whiskey), or consumed Rap and the NBA, NFL, obsessively. Again that is why David Duke lives in a trailer in Mississippi. There is no money in White hate for Blacks. There certainly is for Black hate for Whites: look at Sharpton’s mansion, or Louis Farrakhan’s which is bigger than Oprah’s with more goons.

This is why Trayvon Martin is Obama’s Stalingrad. He’s fighting the last war, with the tools used two and a half generations ago. White people are not consumed with hatred for Black people. Rather, they FEAR them. Almost no one speaks this openly, but the taboo can be broken,and fairly rapidly. The internet, as an entry into the nation’s id, is a scary place. It is quite likely Obama will get his own Crown Heights, as Mayor Dinkins did in New York City. The result was not a coronation of his reign, but un-interrupted Republican (and semi-Republican in the case of Nanny Bloomberg) rule ever since. Even Upper East Siders finding the Black Panthers scary-fun thrills, don’t like property values crashing due to race-riots.

Ultimately Hitler failed because he failed to understand one simple truth. His magnificent military machine could not supply food, fuel, ammunition, and clothing to his men more than a few hundred miles before the supply line collapsed. When German forces got to Greece, they descended like starving locusts, because they were in fact, starving. The German army was not capable of even providing them with food!

Obama and his media allies, Al Sharpton and Louis Farrakhan and the like, enter this Trayvon Martin conflict, hampered by the lack of understanding that they cannot control the alternative media, that Whites are not bigoted but fearful (rationally so) of Black crime, and that White flight is simply impossible in today’s economy.

After all, what did Tyrone Woodfork get for raping and beating to death an elderly White woman, and (all likelihood given his age) killing her husband? A beat-up old car, 12 years old, and a few things ransacked from the house. The killer of the two British tourists got nothing — he killed them because they had no money to rob. That sort of crime is not only stupid, it is senseless. The killers were soon caught. Cold comfort to survivors and the victims.

Whitey Bulger may have been responsible, over his criminal career, for more than fifty deaths. But those sorts of White criminals, by and large don’t commit random crimes informed more by racial hatred, or sheer stupidity, than anything else. Nothing like the murder of the Straits, or Delric Miller IV, can be laid to his doorstep. No money in it, and the risk too high. He quite likely is a monster, but one society can survive, because that kind of monster does not kill 9 month old babies sleeping in their homes because there were not enough seats at a baby shower. Nor do they kill robbery victims because they had no cash. Nor set teen boys on fire for sheer racial hatred. Nor rape, rob, and murder elderly couples for a few bucks and an old car.

White swing voters cannot be made to care about Trayvon Martin, because they are scared, for the most part, even if they won’t admit it in public. Too much push and they’ll start admitting it. Too much reflexive intimidation, in the Chicago Way, and they’ll push back. Obama might plan a Self-Coup, but he’ll find if he goes that route, he’s no Fujimori.

The Asymmetry of America

The Asymmetry of America

John Derbyshire and the unNational nonReview

During Easter Christians like to remember the crucifixion of an innocent man for his words, so it was entirely appropriate that John Derbyshire was sacked at this time from the National Review for innocently writing an article for another magazine that intruded on America’s central taboo of race. But there was more to it than that. This case also helped to reveal some of the “uncomfortable truths” (notice how these two words increasingly go together) about America and the decline of the national discourse once represented by the likes of the National Review.

This wasn’t the first time Derbyshire had expressed “politically incorrect” views on race. In the past he has even admitted to being a “tolerant racist,” so one has to wonder about the timing of his dismissal. Perhaps it was because his latest article came too close to the canonization of America’s latest saint, Saint Trayvon of Sanford, the patron saint of Skittles, or perhaps it was the fact that Derbyshire’s face was an increasingly bad fit among the growing ranks of wet-behind-the-ears, multicultural, Israel-loving Neo-Cons who have now ‘occupied’ the National Review.

Probably it also had something to do with the fact that paying readers are no longer as important in terms of generating income as they once were, as Derbyshire seems to have been one of NR’s most popular writers. Magazines now increasingly rely on advertising income and online operations, which means that the puritanical PR demands of companies not to be associated with anything “offensive” become disproportionately important. This represents something of a challenge, because, in order to remain interesting, magazines have to skate pretty close to the thin ice of offensiveness to keep up interest. For several years, Derbyshire’s writing seemed to be a good fit for NR, being interesting without being needlessly offensive.

Whatever reasons lie behind his sacking, the event itself was notable for a several reasons. First, there was the concerted “shitstorm.” This started with reliably leftist heavyweight publications, like The Atlantic and The Guardian in the UK, flagging up the article in the lowly Taki’s e-zine. This was then followed by a massive surge of anti-Derbyshire comments at Taki’s and elsewhere denouncing Derbyshire’s “racism” from people who had obviously never visited the site before and seemed to be using cut-and-paste garbage from some liberal/ leftist trollbook.

Given the time in the canonical calendar, this was all a bit reminiscent of the mob baying for Jesus’s blood. Next, Judas-like, National Review colleagues started leaving little messages on the internet, distancing themselves from Derbyshire, one-by-one, followed up by a coup-de-grace at the hands of Caiaphas himself, Richard Lowry the National Review’s editor.

When the magazine was set up in the 1950s, the case could still be made that America was a nation, and that because it was a reasonably coherent entity, there was some sense in establishing a Conservative political magazine that sought to review it as a whole; hence the magazine’s dull but descriptive name. Reviewing, by the way, means to look at, examine, and analyze something so as to offer opinion, insight, and enlightenment. Something to bear in mind in the present age.

Over several decades, however, the nation that the magazine was set up to review changed so spectacularly that there is no longer any certainty that it is an actual nation with a unified culture and identity. The most obvious of the many divisions that have arisen is that Blacks are no longer held to the same standards as the rest of the country, with the result that a great many of them have simply given up trying to live in a way compatible with Whites. While some see this as a disaster for the “Black family,” it can also be seen as the rejection of what are essentially Northern European modes of behaviour, and the reassertion of the tribal and extended family patterns inherent in African populations.

The changes that America has undergone are not only significant in themselves, they also have severe journalistic repercussions. These have beeb clearly revealed in the Derbyshire case. While the old National Review could critique the nation as a whole and examine the most important issues, including race, with a degree of frankness and honesty, the present day mainstream media do so at their peril.

With the recent sacking of Pat Buchanan from MSNBC and now Derbyshire many will say we are moving into a zone of growing intolerance and political correctness. This is partially true, but the real reason is that the changing nature of America means it can no longer bear the strain of being honestly debated by its own mainstream media. To do this honestly and frankly, as Buchanan and Derbyshire did, emphasizes the fault lines and threatens to rip them apart.

This creates a major difficulty because you can’t understand America or any of its aspects without bringing a frank discussion of race into the picture. For example, in the case of education, how do you deal with the problem of a failing public school system without looking at the real problem, the inherently lower IQs of a significant part of the population? To understand an entity like America without addressing the issue of race is simply unthinkable, but to bring race into it also unleashes the kind of emotions that makes a sensible debate practically impossible. Catch 22!

But America is not the only multicultural or multiracial society. There are scores throughout the world, and the truth is that most of them handle race a lot better than America does. For example, Switzerland with four separate languages is clearly a multicultural country, but there the different cultural groups can deal with their differences and common interests without claiming that Romansch, German, French, or Italian are “social constructs” or resorting to stupid platitudes about the content of each man’s character.

Malaysia is a multiracial society with quite different racial groups, each with its own interests, but through an honest racial dialogue they have managed to create a society where the cleverness of the Chinese can be partially balanced by affirmative action that benefits the indigenous Malays and allows the two groups to create a reasonably effective symbiosis.

An examination of Spain, Lebanon, India, Russia, and Egypt will reveal countries that admit and deal with significant cultural and racial differences. It’s not always pretty and there are often problems, but in none of these countries is race consigned to the realm of taboos as it is in America.

Compared to these states, America has a special problem. These other countries are largely the result of “organic” historical processes that pushed their different populations together. America, by contrast, is much more the product of far-ranging economic processes, like Trans-Atlantic emigration from Europe and the African slave trade overlaid with modern mass immigration. Because of this different racial elements have been thrown together, and are much more disparate in character. This creates much greater ‘asymmetry’ in the differing racial characteristics, especially between Blacks and Whites.

In Switzerland the German Swiss and French Swiss are different but there is a rough equivalence that allows them to work together with mutual respect, deal with differences, and strike deals that are mutually acceptable. The same can be said for Castilians, Catalans, and Basques in Spain, and Hundus, Sikhs, Muslims, Gujaratis, and Bengalis in India. These groups are all different, but the differences are not so great or one-sided as to render them completely asymmetrical. Where goodwill exists, the different groups can represent their racial and cultural interests and address problems in a quid pro quo manner without denying race as the American establishment does.

Between Blacks and Whites in the USA, this is simply impossible, because whenever racial issues are addressed the enormous “racial asymmetry” instantly becomes an issue. But what does this “racial asymmetry” consist of? In concrete terms it refers to the entirely lopsided relationship between two races. In the case of Blacks and Whites in America it includes the fact that Blacks on the negative side of so many indices compared to Whites. They are much poorer, more criminal, imprisoned in much greater numbers, less educated, depend much more on welfare, have much less conventional family stability, and report much lower IQ rates than Whites. By all the standards that matter in a modern society, Blacks trail disastrously behind Whites. It is this asymmetry that makes an honest discussion about race an impossibility in modern America.

Instead we get a dishonest discussion about race: Back in the 1950s and 60s, round about the time the National Review was getting on its feet, nice, kind White liberals popularized an explanation for all the above phenomena that tied them all together in a series of causes and effects in a manner that was not overly insulting and offensive to Black people. Basically it said that Blacks were suffering from slavery and racism and that once racism was removed they would soon catch up with Whites.

Interestingly, this face-saving explanation of racial asymmetry, which I will call the “Face-Saving Racial Myth,” has now become the dominant racial narrative across the entire mainsteam media and most of the political spectrum, not because it is true. Indeed, everybody secretly knows it is untrue in the same way that everybody secretly gives their kids exactly the same kind of advice that John Derbyshire said he gave his. No, this Fairy Godmother explanation of racial asymmetry is favoured simply for reasons of short-term political and economic expediency because America is a political entity and collection of economic entities that all run on short-term political and economic expediency.

The basic racial asymmetry between Blacks and Whites means that the “Face-Saving Racial Myth” must never be challenged, for when it is the already tattered national fabric starts ripping apart. Wherever you have a marked racial asymmetry, honest discussion of it will do two things. First it will be immensely offensive to the disadvantaged race and those who claim to speak for them. This doesn’t mean that they are right, but they can’t help feeling the way they do. They will be well and truly pissed. This is not an argument to placate them. It is just a statement of fact.

The second thing that will happen is that White people, who have nothing but goodwill for Blacks, will notice that the longer they honestly and frankly discuss race the more they will end up sounding exactly like “White supremacists” and so-called hard-line “racists.” This is not because they have “inherent racism” as leftists like to imagine, it is simply because the facts of the debate will push them in that direction.

Derbyshire’s article is a perfect example of both of these effects. Far from being hateful or racist, the tone of the article was one of stoical regret that things had to be the way they are, but that, because of undeniable facts, certain precautions were advisable to safeguard one’s children. Writing with his usual honesty and thoroughness, it wasn’t long before he was unwittingly saying things that couldn’t help but be offensive to Blacks, while nevertheless being completely true.

The direction that the debate goes was revealed on the on-line comment boards at Taki’s and several other publications that got involved in the fight. Where these weren’t censored, the debates all served to highlight the great racial asymmetry between Blacks and Whites. After Black crimes rates were mentioned, the debate tended to move on to why Blacks commit so much more crime than Whites, leading to issues of poverty, low IQs, and the failure of Blacks to progress since “racism” ended. This then led to the corruption, chaos, and devastation of Black-run areas, with countless examples, usually mentioning Detroit and occasionally Haiti, as well as African countries.

Against a plethora of hard facts and hard experience all that the defenders of Blacks have is the “Face-Saving Racial Myth,” creaking, ragged, and ridiculous from constant overuse since the early 1960s, and a flood of Nazi, klan, and hillbilly jibes to cover up the vacuum where there arguments and evidence should be.

In short, the more that race is honestly discussed the more insulting it inevitably becomes for Blacks, and the more Whites will find themselves slipping unwittingly into “supremacist” language and attitudes, simply because of the underlying racial asymmetry. As for discussing, in a mutually polite and respectful way, topics like the 20-point IQ gap, Black-on-White crime (with stats and examples), and racial profiling. Forget it!

Personally I have no wish to bang on about White “supremacy,” and I’m sure that John Derbyshire didn’t either, but when you have a frank, open, and honest discussion about race in America this is one of the inevitable by-products, and this is exactly why the National Review has stopped reviewing the nation, and fired the last writer on its books capable of living up to the magazine’s title.

 

 

 

Memo From Middle America | Zimmerman Lynch Mob Exposes “Hispanic” Paper Tiger

The MSM “narrative” of the Trayvon Martin-George Zimmerman tragedy shooting—White Man shoots Black Teenager!—was barely changed by the revelation that the shooter can technically be classified as “Hispanic”. (His mother is Peruvian).

Zimmerman is also a registered Democrat, for what that’s worth. And Zimmerman is sometimes a Jewish name, as in the case of his father’s namesake “Robert Zimmerman” a.k.a. Bob Dylan, but a post over on Tablet Mag (which describes itself as a “daily online magazine of Jewish news, ideas, and culture.”) reassures the readers that “Zimmerman, Trayvon Martins Killer is not Jewish” [By Marc Tracy, March 21, 2012]. Apparently, George Zimmerman was raised Catholic, even serving as an altar boy.

The only effect of the revelation of Zimmerman’s ethnicity: the MSM switched to calling him a “white Hispanic”—a term, as Ellison Lodge pointed out last night, that a Google search shows was previously almost unknown.

The lynch mob continues to assemble—incited by none other than the President of the United States.

Which leads to the next question. Are Hispanics, especially the numerous self-appointed professional Hispanic  noise-makers, defending George Zimmerman? And if not, why not?

The National Council of La Raza did issue a statement by its CEO Janet Murguia, A Complete Investigation is Vital for Justice in Trayvon Martin Case

Well, I’m sure we could all agree on that. But the statement was hardly a ringing endorsement:

Later, Rush Limbaugh actually pointed out that La Raza wasn’t defending Zimmerman. La Raza spokeswoman Lisa Navarrete responded with “We really regret people trying to use this to divide blacks and Latinos. It’s disturbing to us that Rush Limbaugh has this theory. The only time he apparently cares about what happens to a Latino is when they may have happened to kill a young African-American man.”

La Raza says it’s Not ignoring Trayvon Martin Case, by Nick Valencia, CNN, March 28, 2012

The folks over at LULAC, League of Latin American Citizens don’t appear to be defending Zimmerman either. I checked out the LULAC website, League of Latin American Citizens, and didn’t find anything.

Nor is La Opinion, a leading Spanish-language Los Angeles newspaper. In fact its articles just seem to follow the Leftist party line. Its front page story on March 29, 2012 is Visten sudaderas por Trayvon, about California legislators dressing in hoodies (!) for a press conference.

The Mexican media, from what I’ve seen, don’t seem real interested in the story either. This March 24 article   didn’t even mention the Hispanic angle. [“De tener un hijo, sería como Trayvon” | Obama exige aclarar asesinato de joven afroestadounidense]

Of course, this is a big contrast to how the Mexican media goes on and on about issues related to illegal alien Mexicans in the U.S.

Florida is full of Cubans, but the Spanish-language media there has nothing particular to say.

It occurred to me, though, how about the Peruvian media? After all, George Zimmerman’s mother was Peruvian.

Sure enough, this connection was acknowledged in the Peruvian media. But I found no ringing defense of George Zimmerman there either. For example:

George Zimmerman, el hombre de raíces peruanas odiado en EE.UU. (George Zimmerman, the man of Peruvian roots hated in the U.S.) El Comercio, March 24, 2012

This was followed up with Peruano-estadounidense mató a joven negro en defensa propia (“Peruvian-American Kills Young Black Man in Self-Defense”) El Comercio, March 26, 2012

There was some discussion of Zimmerman on this Peruvian forum. But opinion was divided, and it didn’t seem that hot of a topic.

Most of these Latin American pieces on Zimmerman pretty much follow the American Mainstream Media, without much original reporting.

Basically, what seems have happened is that the U.S. Left set the agenda through its control of the MSM, and professional Hispanics, and Spanish-language journalists, are following along.

But it may not be working. A white Panamanian-American writer by the name of Carlos Harrison [Email him] looked at the Hispanic-Black angle in an article entitled Trayvon Martin Shooting Does Not Incite Hispanic-Black Tension, Focus Remains On Police, (Huffington Post, March 22, 2012). Harrison writes that

“The tension that the killing of 17-year-old Trayvon has exposed, residents and community leaders say, is not between blacks and Latinos, or blacks and whites. It’s a fresh gash in the festering rancor between the community’s blacks and its police…..But community members say that the ire over Martin’s death has not been directed at Latinos.”

There’s also a Spanish-language version of the Harrison article, entitled Caso Trayvon Martin:¿Afroamericanos vs. hispanos? (“Trayvon Martin Case: African-Americans vs. Hispanics?” AOL Latino, March 24, 2012). It’s just a translation of the same article with its feel-good treatment of Hispanic-Black relations.

However, when you scroll down to the comments section, all in Spanish, it’s another story entirely. Grassroots Hispanics aren’t buying all this happy talk.

Here are a few excerpts that I have translated:

  • Sandra: “Of course there is racism between Hispanics and blacks. Blacks have never liked us because we work more and better than them. And let’s be honest, we don’t like them either….”
  • Rocam: “Last January a young Honduran was shot to death…in Miami, by Afroamericans. This happens frequently….They rob you and kill you for one dollar. Nobody weeps, nobody protests when many die daily at the hands of the Afroamericans. It seems like only they have a license to kill. Who knows if Obama…makes a presidential decree, granting them the power of life and death over the rest of the society. …
  • David “… we all know that the majority of the crimes committed in this country are committed by blacks. At least here in Florida, in these past few months there has been an escalation of crimes and murders…committed by young blacks of 16, 17 and 18 years old like this one (Trayvon). They haven’t arrived to adulthood and they are already career criminals. …Of all the armed robberies that happen here almost daily, the vast majority are committed by blacks always against whites and Hispanics. …

And so it goes. There is plenty of evidence that, at the grassroots level, Hispanics understand the reality of black crime—a subject which our leaders (of both parties) fear to deal with or even mention.

As Brenda Walker has pointed out, this is not always a one-way street. She has reported ethnic cleansing of American blacks by Hispanic gangs in California.

Despite what the Civil Rights Establishment may tell us, there is a great deal of friction between blacks and Hispanics. As the demographics change, this is liable to get worse.

Indeed, in late 2007 a New American Media poll revealed that of the three principal minorities—blacks, Hispanics and Asian-Americans—each group trusted white Americans more than they did the other minority groups. [US minorities don’t trust each other (AFP) December 12, 2007]

So how does that bode for a future in which, if present trends continue, whites become a minority?

For that matter, Hispanics (defined as broadly as possible by the Census as a result of political pressure) have already passed blacks as the largest minority. Theoretically, if immigration policy continues on its current mad course, the U.S. could be on track to becoming a majority Hispanic country.

Black Americans are going to rue that day. They will have lost their special position in American society as the “favored minority”. Hispanics simply don’t walk around with a guilt complex about black people the way white Americans do.

So what does the Zimmerman lynch frenzy tell us?

  • Hispanics—make that “Hispanics”—simply lack solidarity. As a political force, they exist only in the dreams of ambitious ethnic entrepreneurs and the nightmares of persecuted Census bureaucrats. Mexicans don’t care about Puerto Ricans, Cubans care only about Cubans, and nobody at all cares about Peruvians who, unfortunately for George Zimmerman, have not invaded in sufficient numbers to constitute a lobby (yet).
  • Professional Hispanics—the LULACS and La Razas—are wholly-owned subsidiaries of the American Left. That’s who pays them, and they’re not going to bite the mano that feeds them by disrupting the Left coalition. Of course, pretty much the same can be said for feminists (why didn’t they welcome Sara Palin?) and African Americans (why don’t they resist their people’s displacement though immigration?)
  • “Hispanics” (as Steve Sailer has repeatedly said) simply don’t care that much about politics.

Sailer has also repeatedly pointed out that the long-predicted Hispanicization of American politics and culture seems to be a suspiciously long time showing up.

The lynching of poor George Zimmerman proves the point: Hispanic power, to adapt Chairman Mao, is a paper tiger.

American citizen Allan Wall (email him) moved back to the U.S.A. after many years residing in Mexico. In 2005, Allan served a tour of duty in Iraq with the Texas Army National Guard. His VDARE.COM articles are archived here; his Mexidata.info articles are archived here; his News With Views columns are archived here; and his website is here.

Fall Of America Is Coming

The Economic Collapse

Are You Prepared For The Coming Economic Collapse And The Next Great Depression?

America 1950 vs. America 2012

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Would you rather live in the America of 1950 or the America of 2012?  Has the United States changed for the better over the last 62 years?  Many fondly remember the 1950s and the 1960s as the “golden age” of America.  We emerged from World War II as the wealthiest and most powerful nation on the planet.  During that time period, just about anyone that wanted to get a job could find a job and the U.S. middle class expanded rapidly.  Back in 1950, America was still considered to be a “land of opportunity” and the economy was growing like crazy.  There was less crime, there was less divorce, the American people had much less debt and the world seemed a whole lot less crazy.  Most of the rest of the world deeply admired us and wanted to be more like us.  Of course there were a lot of things that were not great about America back in 1950, and there are many things that many of us dearly love that we would have to give up in order to go back and live during that time.  For example, there was no Internet back in 1950.  Instead of being able to go online and read the articles that you want to read, your news would have been almost entirely controlled by the big media companies of the day.  So there are definitely some advantages that we have today that they did not have back in 1950.  But not all of the changes have been for the better.  America is in a constant state of change, and many are deeply concerned about where all of these changes are taking us.

There has never been any society in the history of the world that has been perfect.  America was flawed in 1950 just as America is flawed today.

But that doesn’t mean that we should not reflect on how much things have changed over the past 62 years.

So which version of America would you rather live in?

America 1950 vs. America 2012 – you make the call….

In 1950, a gallon of gasoline cost about 27 cents.

In 2012, a gallon of gasoline costs $3.69.

In 1950, you could buy a first-class stamp for just 3 cents.

In 2012, a first-class stamp will cost you 45 cents.

In 1950, more than 80 percent of all men were employed.

In 2012, less than 65 percent of all men are employed.

In 1950, the average duration of unemployment was about 12 weeks.

In 2012, the average duration of unemployment is about 40 weeks.

In 1950, the average family spent about 22% of its income on housing.

In 2012, the average family spends about 43% of its income on housing.

In 1950, gum chewing and talking in class were some of the major disciplinary problems in our schools.

In 2012, many of our public schools have been equipped with metal detectors because violence has become so bad.

In 1950, mothers decided what their children would eat for lunch.

In 2012, lunches are inspected by government control freaks to make sure that they contain the “correct foods” in many areas of the country.  For example, one 4-year-old girl recently had her lunch confiscated by a “lunch monitor” because it did not meet USDA guidelines….

A preschooler at West Hoke Elementary School ate three chicken nuggets for lunch Jan. 30 because the school told her the lunch her mother packed was not nutritious.

The girl’s turkey and cheese sandwich, banana, potato chips, and apple juice did not meet U.S. Department of Agriculture guidelines, according to the interpretation of the person who was inspecting all lunch boxes in the More at Four classroom that day.

The Division of Child Development and Early Education at the Department of Health and Human Services requires all lunches served in pre-kindergarten programs – including in-home day care centers – to meet USDA guidelines. That means lunches must consist of one serving of meat, one serving of milk, one serving of grain, and two servings of fruit or vegetables, even if the lunches are brought from home.

In 1950, the United States was #1 in GDP per capita.

In 2012, the United States is #13 in GDP per capita.

In 1950, redistribution of wealth was considered to be something that “the communists” did.

In 2012, the U.S. government redistributes more wealth than anyone else in the world.

In 1950, about 13 million Americans had manufacturing jobs.

In 2012, less than 12 million Americans have manufacturing jobs even though our population has more than doubled since 1950.

In 1950, the entire U.S. military was mobilized to protect the borders of South Korea.

In 2012, the U.S. borders with Mexico and Canada are wide open and now there are 1.4 million gang members living inside the United States.

In 1950, there were about 2 million people living in Detroit and it was one of the greatest cities on earth.

In 2012, there are about 700,000 people living in Detroit and it has become a symbol of what is wrong with the U.S. economy.

In 1950, the Dow Jones Industrial Average was slightly over the 200 mark.

In 2012, the Dow Jones Industrial Average is threatening to soar over the 13,000 mark.

In 1950, corporate taxes accounted for about 30 percent of all federal revenue.

In 2012, corporate taxes will account for less than 7 percent of all federal revenue.

In 1950, the median age at first marriage was about 22 for men and about 20 for women.

In 2012, the median age at first marriage is about 28 for men and about 26 for women.

In 1950, many Americans dressed up in suits and dresses before getting on an airplane.

In 2012, security goons look at the exposed forms of our women and our children before they are allowed to get on to an airplane.

In 1950, each retiree’s Social Security benefit was paid for by 16 workers.

In 2012, each retiree’s Social Security benefit is paid for by approximately 3.3 workers.

In 1950, many Americans regularly left their cars and the front doors of their homes unlocked.

In 2012, many Americans live with steel bars on their windows and gun sales are at record highs.

In 1950, the American people had a great love for the U.S. Constitution.

In 2012, if you are “reverent of individual liberty“, you may get labeled as a potential terrorist by the U.S. government.

In 1950, the United States loaned more money to the rest of the world than anybody else.

In 2012, the United States owes more money to the rest of the world than anybody else.

In 1950, the U.S. national debt was about 257 billion dollars.

In 2012, the U.S. national debt is 59 times larger.  It is currently sitting at a grand total of $15,435,694,556,033.29.  Surely our children and our grandchildren will thank us for that.

One of the only things that is constant in life is change.

Whether we like it or not, America is going to continue to change.

Back in the 1950s and 1960s, about 70 percent of all American adults were married.

Today, only about 50 percent of all American adults are married.

We are more independent, less religious, more addicted to entertainment and more doped up on prescription drugs than Americans used to be.

We have a higher standard of living than Americans in 1950 did, but we are also drowning in an ocean of debt unlike anything the world has ever seen.

For a lot more on how the U.S. economy is doing in 2012, just check out this list of interesting facts.

So is America 2012 a better version than America 1950 was?

Have we made progress since then or are we going backwards?

Please feel free to leave a comment with your thoughts below….

20 Signs That Dust Bowl Conditions Will Soon Return To The Heartland Of America

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For decades, the heartland of America has been the breadbasket of the world.  Unfortunately, those days will shortly come to an end.  The central United States is rapidly drying up and dust bowl conditions will soon return.  There are a couple of major reasons for this.  Number one, the Ogallala Aquifer is being depleted at an astounding pace.  The Ogallala Aquifer is one of the largest bodies of fresh water in the entire world, and water from it currently irrigates more than 15 million acres of crops.  When that water is gone we will be in a world of hurt.  Secondly, drought conditions have become the “new normal” in many areas of Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas and other states in the middle part of the country.  Scientists tell us that the wet conditions that we enjoyed for several decades after World War II were actually the exception to the rule and that most of time time the interior west is incredibly dry.  They also tell us that when dust bowl conditions return to the area, they might stay with us a lot longer than a decade like they did during the 1930s.  Unfortunately, without water you cannot grow food, and with global food supplies as tight as they are right now we cannot afford to have a significant decrease in agricultural production.  But it is not just the central United States that is experiencing the early stages of a major water crisis.  Already many other areas around the nation are rapidly developing their own water problems.  As supplies of fresh water get tighter and tighter, some really tough decisions are going to have to be made.  Fresh water is absolutely essential to life, and it is going to become increasingly precious in the years ahead.

Most Americans have never even heard of the Ogallala Aquifer, but the truth is that it is one of the most important bodies of water on the globe.  It covers well over 100,000 square miles and it sits underneath the states of Texas, New Mexico, Oklahoma, Colorado, Kansas, Nebraska, Wyoming and South Dakota.

Water drawn from the Ogallala Aquifer is used to water more than 15 million acres of crops.  Without this source of water, the United States would not be the breadbasket of the world.

That is why what is happening right now is so alarming.

The following are 20 signs that dust bowl conditions will soon return to the heartland of America….

#1 The Ogallala Aquifer is being drained at a rate of approximately 800 gallons per minute.

#2 According to the U.S. Geological Survey, since 1940 “a volume equivalent to two-thirds of the water in Lake Erie” has been permanently lost from the Ogallala Aquifer.

#3 Decades ago, the Ogallala Aquifer had an average depth of approximately 240 feet, but today the average depth is just 80 feet.  In some areas of Texas, the water is gone completely.

#4 Scientists are warning that nothing can be done to stop the depletion of the Ogallala Aquifer.  The ominous words of David Brauer of the Ogallala Research Service should alarm us all….

“Our goal now is to engineer a soft landing. That’s all we can do.”

#5 According to a recent National Geographic article, the average depletion rate of the Ogallala Aquifer is picking up speed….

Even more worrisome, the draining of the High Plains water account has picked up speed. The average annual depletion rate between 2000 and 2007 was more than twice that during the previous fifty years. The depletion is most severe in the southern portion of the aquifer, especially in Texas, where the water table beneath sizeable areas has dropped 100-150 feet; in smaller pockets, it has dropped more than 150 feet.

#6 According to the U.S. National Academy of Sciences, the U.S. interior west is now the driest that it has been in 500 years.

#7 It seems like the middle part of the United States experiences a major drought almost every single year now.  Last year, “the drought of 2011” virtually brought Texas agriculture to a standstill.  More than 80 percent of the state of Texas experienced “exceptional drought” conditions at some point, and it was estimated that about 30 percent of the wheat fields in Texas were lost.  Agricultural losses from the drought were estimated to be $3 billion in the state of Texas alone.

#8 Wildfires have burned millions of acres of vegetation in the central part of the United States in recent years.  For example, wildfires burned an astounding 3.6 million acres in the state of Texas alone during 2011.  This helps set the stage for huge dust storms in the future.

#9 Texas is not the only state that has been experiencing extremely dry conditions.  Oklahoma only got about 30 percent of the rainfall that it normally gets last summer.

#10 In some areas of the southwest United States we are already seeing huge dust storms come rolling through major cities.  You can view video of a giant dust storm rolling through Phoenix, Arizona right here.

#11 Unfortunately, scientists tell us that it would be normal for dust bowl conditions to persist in parts of North America for decades.  The following is from an article in the Vancouver Sun….

But University of Regina paleoclimatologist Jeannine-Marie St. Jacques says that decade-long drought is nowhere near as bad as it can get.

St. Jacques and her colleagues have been studying tree ring data and, at the American Association for the Advancement of Science conference in Vancouver over the weekend, she explained the reality of droughts.

“What we’re seeing in the climate records is these megadroughts, and they don’t last a decade—they last 20 years, 30 years, maybe 60 years, and they’ll be semi-continental in expanse,” she told the Regina Leader-Post by phone from Vancouver.

“So it’s like what we saw in the Dirty Thirties, but imagine the Dirty Thirties going on for 30 years. That’s what scares those of us who are in the community studying this data pool.”

#12 Experts tell us that U.S. water bills are likely to soar in the coming years.  It is being projected that repairing and expanding our decaying drinking water infrastructure will cost more than one trillion dollars over the next 25 years, and as a result our water bills will likely approximately triple over that time period.

#13 Right now, the United States uses approximately 148 trillion gallons of fresh water a year, and there is no way that is sustainable in the long run.

#14 According to a U.S. government report, 36 states are already facing water shortages or will be facing water shortages within the next few years.

#15 Lake Mead supplies about 85 percent of the water to Las Vegas, and since 1998 the level of water in Lake Mead has dropped by about 5.6 trillion gallons.

#16 A federal judge has ruled that the state of Georgia has very few legal rights to Lake Lanier, and since Lake Lanier is the main water source for the city of Atlanta that presents quite a problem.

#17 It has been estimated that the state of California only has a 20 year supply of fresh water left.

#18 It has been estimated that the state of New Mexico only has a 10 year supply of fresh water left.

#19 Approximately 40 percent of all rivers in the United States and approximately 46 percent of all lakes in the United States have become so polluted that they are are no longer fit for human use.

#20 Eight states in the Great Lakes region have signed a pact banning the export of water from the Great Lakes to outsiders - even to other U.S. states.

Unfortunately, it is not just the United States that is facing a shortage of fresh water in the near future.  The reality is that most of the rest of the world is in far worse shape than we are.  Just consider the following stats….

-According to the United Nations, the world is going to need at least 30 percent more fresh water by the year 2030.

-Global demand for fresh water tripled during the last century, and is now increasing faster than ever before.

-According to USAID, one-third of the people on earth will be facing severe or chronic water shortages by the year 2025.

-Of the 60 million people added to the cities of the world each year, the vast majority of them live in deeply impoverished areas that have no sanitation facilities whatsoever.

-It has been estimated that 75 percent of all surface water in India has been heavily contaminated by human or agricultural waste.

-Sadly, according to one UN study on sanitation, far more people in India have access to a cell phone than to a toilet.

-Every 8 seconds, somewhere in the world a child dies from drinking dirty water.

-Due to a lack of water, Saudi Arabia has given up on trying to grow wheat and will be 100 percent dependent on wheat imports by the year 2016.

-Each year in northern China, the water table drops by an average of about one meter due to severe drought and overpumping, and the size of the desert increases by an area equivalent to the state of Rhode Island.

-In China, 80 percent of the major rivers have become so horribly polluted that they do not support any aquatic life at all at this point.

-In sub-Saharan Africa, drought has become a way of life.  Collectively, the women of South Africa walk the equivalent of the distance to the moon and back 16 times a day just to get water.

It has been said that “water is the new gold”, and unfortunately we are getting close to a time when that may actually be true.

Without water, none of us could survive for long.  Just try not using water for anything for 12 hours some time.  It is a lot harder than you may think.

We can’t grow our food in a pile of dust.  Unfortunately, many areas of the heartland of America are slowly but surely heading in that direction.

History tells us that it is only a matter of time before dust bowl conditions return to the central United States.  We have used irrigation and other technologies to delay the inevitable, but in the end it cannot be stopped.

Let us hope that the return of dust bowl conditions can be put off for as long as possible, but let us also prepare diligently for the worst.

20 Economic Statistics To Use To Wake Sheeple Up From Their Entertainment-Induced Comas

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The Dow has closed above 13,000 for the first time since 2008, and the mainstream media is declaring that a strong economic recovery is underway.  Barack Obama is telling anyone who will listen that his economic policies are a huge success, and U.S. consumers are piling up astounding amounts of new debt.  Unfortunately, this euphoria about the economy will be short-lived.  None of the long-term problems that are destroying the U.S. economy have been solved.  In fact, there are dozens of statistics that can be quoted that prove that the U.S. economy is in far worse shape than it was when the recession supposedly ended.  If dramatic changes are not made very rapidly, our nation is going to smash directly into an economic brick wall.  Sadly, most Americans are so addicted to entertainment that they have no idea what is about to happen.  Most of them are “sheeple” that are content to trust that the “experts” know exactly how to fix our problems as they continue to enjoy their entertainment-induced comas.  After all, it is much easier to turn on “American Idol” or “Dancing With The Stars” than it is to think about debt ratios and monetary policy.  But that doesn’t mean that we should not try to wake the sheeple up.  It just means that it will not be easy.

If you went to the doctor tomorrow and he told you to take some little blue pills without telling you anything else, would you take them?

Of course not.

You would want to know what the little blue pills are for.

But if your doctor told you that you have a deadly incurable disease that is about to kill you, and that the little blue pills are the only cure, then you would definitely be interested in taking them.

Well, it is the same way with the American people.  Until they understand just how sick the economy is, they will not be interested in fighting for a solution.

We need to show all the sheeple out there that the U.S. economy has terminal cancer and is headed for death.

We need to show them that the future of our children and our grandchildren is literally being destroyed.

Way too many Americans are sitting around waiting for the government to save them.

It isn’t going to happen.

It is up to those of us that are awake to wake up those that are asleep.

And there are many out there that think that they are awake that are only partially awake.

One very famous author once wrote that “people are destroyed for lack of knowledge”, and that is exactly what is happening in America today.  Most Americans simply don’t understand what is happening economically, politically, socially, morally or financially in this nation.

Please help me wake the sheeple up.

The following are 20 economic statistics to use to wake sheeple up from their entertainment-induced comas….

#1 The United States has more government debt per capita than Greece, Portugal, Italy, Ireland or Spain.

#2 The European Commission has formally declared that Europe has now entered another recession.  German banks are leveraged 32 to 1 and the European financial system is rapidly approaching a nightmare.  Lehman Brothers was only leveraged 30 to 1 when it finally collapsed.

#3 There are clear signs that economic activity is also significantly slowing down in the United States.  For example, new orders for goods manufactured in the United States experienced the biggest drop in three years in January.

#4 U.S. consumers are busy racking up staggering amounts of debt once again.  Total consumer debt rose at an annual rate of 9.3 percent in December.  It is now sitting at a grand total of 2.498 trillion dollars.

#5 The U.S. Postal Service has announced plans to eliminate 35,000 more jobs.

#6 There are more unemployed Americans than there are people living in the entire nation of Greece.

#7 The percentage of American men that have jobs is near an all-time record low.

#8 Right now, there are 88 million working age Americans that do not have jobs and that the government says are not looking for jobs.

#9 The average duration of unemployment in the United States is nearly three times as long as it was back in the year 2000.

#10 In January 2009, there were 2.6 million “long-term unemployed workers” according to the federal government.  Today, there are 5.6 million.

#11 The average price of a gallon of gasoline in the United States has risen by 14 cents in just the past week, and the average price of a gallon of gasoline in the state of California is now an astounding $4.29.  Sadly, the price of gas is expected to continue rising over the next few months.

#12 The U.S. housing market continues to struggle deeply.  Home prices in the 4th quarter of 2011 were four percent lower than they were during the 4th quarter of 2010.  Overall, U.S. home prices are 34 percent lower than they were back at the peak of the housing bubble.

#13 Large numbers of Americans are putting off basic health procedures due to the declining economy.  Just consider the following example from a recent Huffington Post article….

Americans between the ages of 50 to 64 got 500,000 fewer colonoscopies, or screenings aimed at detecting colon cancer, during the recession, compared to the two years before, according to a recent study from researchers at the University of North Carolina’s medical school.

#14 The number of Americans on food stamps has increased by almost 50 percent since Barack Obama first took office.

#15 Right now, 48 percent of all Americans are considered to be either “low income” or “living in poverty”.

#16 The U.S. government is stealing about 150 million dollars from our children and our grandchildren every single hour of every single day.

#17 If Bill Gates gave all of his money to the U.S. government, it would only cover the U.S. budget deficit for about 15 days.

#18 Since the Federal Reserve was created, the U.S. dollar has declined in value by more than 95 percent and the U.S. national debt has gotten more than 5000 times larger.

#19 Approximately 25 million American adults are living with their parents.  Most of them are doing it for economic reasons.

#20 According to a new Politico poll, only 30 percent of all Americans believe that the next generation will be “better off economically” than the previous generation.

For many more current statistics about the U.S. economy, check out the interesting facts which I documented in this previous article.

Thankfully, there are others out there such as trends researcher Gerald Celente that are tirelessly working to sound the alarm.  Celente is convinced that the U.S. financial system is rapidly heading for a disaster.  Just consider the following quotes from Celente in a recent USA Today article….

“2012 is when many of the long-simmering socioeconomic and political trends that we have been forecasting and tracking will climax,” Celente noted in his Top 12 Trends 2012 newsletter. In an interview he added: “When money stops flowing to the man on the street, blood starts flowing in the street.”

Even some politicians on the state level are deeply concerned about the possibility of a massive financial meltdown.

For example, a bill has been introduced in Wyoming that would set up “a state-run government continuity task force” which would develop plans for how Wyoming would deal with potential disasters such as a “complete meltdown of the federal government”, an economic collapse or a major disruption in food and energy supplies….

State Rep. David Miller, R-Riverton, has seen the national debt rise above $15 trillion and protest movements grow around the country. Wealthy Americans are fleeing the country, he says, and confidence in the dollar has taken a hit around the world.

If America’s economic and social problems continue to escalate and spiral out of control, Miller said, Wyoming needs to be ready. So, he’s introduced legislation to create a state-run government continuity task force, which would study and prepare Wyoming for potential catastrophes, from disruptions in food and energy supplies to a complete meltdown of the federal government.

It would even look at the feasibility of quickly providing an alternative currency in Wyoming should the U.S. dollar collapse entirely.

But for many Americans, the “meltdown” has already happened on a personal level.

Many are going to extreme lengths in an attempt to survive in this economy.

For example, one ex-police officer in Ohio got so desperate that he decided that it would be better to get arrested for bank robbery and be thrown in prison than to be homeless and living in the streets….

Former Columbus police officer Edward Pascucci had been jobless for more than a year and was facing homelessness last summer when he decided to rob a local bank. Making off with stacks of cash, however, never was his intention.

Pascucci told a federal judge on Thursday he’d run out of options, was facing “severe health problems” and opted to avail himself of the services offered by the federal penal system rather than live on the street.

Can you imagine that?

Can you imagine getting arrested just so that you could get free health care and wouldn’t have to sleep in the streets?

Meanwhile, the Obamas are living the high life and seem to have developed a “let them eat cake” mentality.  The following is from a recent article in The Daily Mail….

The Obama family just finished a luxury ski vacation in Aspen, Colorado. This comes on the heels of a Hawaiian Christmas vacation for the family that lasted a few weeks. The 2011 Hawaiian vacation cost the American taxpayers $4 million and a big increase from the 2010 bill sent to the American people for $2.5 million, according to the Huffington Post.

Over the past three summers, the Obama’s have vacationed in the exclusive Blue Heron Farm in Chilmark, Martha’s Vineyard in Massachusetts. President Obama has a reputation for hitting every golf course on this island vacation spot for the rich and famous.

There is nothing wrong with a President taking a modest vacation, but there is a problem when the political leader of America is taking frequent swanky vacations when average Americans are experiencing economic pain.

Shouldn’t the Obamas be setting an example for the rest of us during these hard economic times?

Unfortunately, Barack Obama seems to believe that the worst of our economic troubles is now behind us.

If only that were true.

During this short-lived bubble of false hope, we should all be working hard to prepare for what is ahead.

A menacing storm is on the horizon and it will be here way too soon.

Let us wake up as many of the sheeple as we can while there is still time.