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Thursday, November 19, 2009Free Downloadable Preparedness BooksJust glancing at the list I have a whole lot of browsing to do and probably a good deal of downloading and CD burning as well.
Check it out: Survival Books (Free Downloads) GARDENING, WILD FORAGING AND SELF SUFFICIENCY - 12160.org | posted by Desert Cat @ 4:06 PM | permalink In Case You Haven't Noticed......my tail is getting all bristly again today.
I don't know if that signifies anything in particular, other than my nutcase survivalist mentality getting tweaked by current news events again... I mean, a couple days ago we had the President of the United States basically admitting to Fox News (in an indirect way) that we are far from being out of the woods. "Double-dip recession" my hairy hiney! We have certainly not pulled out of the current one we are in. The only "dips" are the ones who are too gullible to realize the snowjob the PTB are pulling to try to convince the American consumer that the worst is over. He wants to be on record to be able to say "see I told you so". To what end? Do something about it now, foo! It ain't over. We are still sliding down a slope too steep to put the brakes on. The scenario detailed in the post below hits home hard, because it is the gaping void we are currently staring into. The flutter of a butterfly wing is all it would take to unleash the torrent of hell described. Oh yea, and the confirmation of the killer mutant version of swine flu devastating the Ukraine is just so comforting too. | posted by Desert Cat @ 11:02 AM | permalink The Day The Dollar DiedMay the internet godz forgive me, but this fiction piece is quoted in full below the fold. Because I know most of you will be to lazy to click the link and read the rest on the site it came from, and you need to read it.
Here is why--this is by far the most likely way that the S will HTF, given today's economic dire straits. I would give this scenario or a substantially similar scenario a better than 1 in 3 chance of happening within the next year, maybe even odds out to two years. It can be every bit as devastating as an EMP takedown of the power grid or even a mutant zombie nuclear holocaust and far more likely: Shenandoah -- The Day the Dollar Died Mike was less than an hour from home in Minnesota after dropping his load off in Fargo but knew he needed to top his tank off this Sunday evening to insure his rig would make it home. He pulled into the Petro Truck Stop just outside of Fargo and hopped out of the cab into the bitter twenty below temperatures which he could not believe had already hit at ten o’clock at night. He slid his fuel card into the pump waiting for the next prompt when the “SEE ATTENDANT” message flashed in the screen. He blustered, figured it was another card problem and whipped out his Master Card and slid it in after the pump reset and again the “SEE ATTENDANT” message flashed up. “What the hell is going on?” he thought to himself as he wandered into the long line of drivers boisterously yelling at managers and clerks alike. 1730 ET…February 21, 2010 Labels: financial ponderings, preparedness, watching the skies | posted by Desert Cat @ 9:56 AM | permalink Update on the Ukranian FluVia survivalblog.com:
Google Translate In a nutshell: it is not pneumonia--it cannot be treated with antibiotics. Basically this strain of flu gets into the air sacs in the lungs, causes them to begin hemorrhage, and when the body tries to stop the hemorrhaging it shuts down the oxygen transfer mechanism in the air sacs and the person suffocates to death (cardio-pulmonary insufficiency and cardiogenic shock). Especially nasty, this strain. Reports coming out today indicate that it is definitely a mutation of the original H1N1 and not just severe cases of the original virus. If/when this strain spreads here, expect quarantines and maybe panic. May I say it again? STOCK UP NOW, so you have enough in your pantry and medicine chest to not have to leave the house for AT LEAST ONE MONTH! A month's worth of groceries and medical supplies. Come on people! None of you reading this should have any excuse when the time comes. That is bare minimum that anyone should be able to do, even if it means skipping a month paying some unsecured debt. Your health is more important than keeping the damn banksters happy, isn't it? Labels: health and lifestyle, preparedness, security | posted by Desert Cat @ 8:41 AM | permalink Wednesday, November 18, 2009Print This!![]() Labels: cartoon, felicity and jocularity, misanthropy | posted by Desert Cat @ 11:24 AM | permalink Tuesday, November 17, 2009Amazing...I never thought I'd see the day that I'd issue forth a hearty "A-MEN!" to anything uttered by a union thug:
AFL-CIO wants TARP funds to target small businesses, not Wall Street - TheHill.com AFL-CIO President Richard Trumka wants lawmakers to redirect bailout funds for the financial sector to small businesses. IF, if we're going to have bailouts (which I disagree with on first principles), then they should be directed in such a manner. I am furious at the massive handouts the banksters have managed to finagle for themselves out of the public pocketbook, especially when it turns out they are using not a penny of it for its intended use, but are instead conducting hedge fund operations with the money. | posted by Desert Cat @ 9:28 AM | permalink Monday, November 16, 2009Cheese Making for Beginners| posted by Desert Cat @ 11:56 AM | permalink Ok......who's the wiseacre who put a Skunk Regenerator on my property?
Skunks have a two mile foraging range, I read. There has to be a hard limit to how many skunks any given two mile radius area can support. Apparently I haven't hit that limit yet, unless some sadistic game designer dropped said regenerator on my parcel somewhere. Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:20 AM | permalink Sunday, November 15, 2009Progress Pics (Part III)One thing leads to another...
Daisycat stayed for a while longer today than she often does, so I chose a project that we could both work on. She transported patio blocks from where they were stored over to the workshop area. I hauled aggregate and smoothed a bed to lay the blocks on to set the paint storage shed. I sprinkled a layer of portland cement to help stabilize the surface for the blocks to be laid upon. Since I have a bunch of metal shelves, I decided to use up the remainder of the blocks we have to provide a finished surface to set the shelves on (so I won't need to move them later when I lay patio block on the rest of the floor. I laid down what sand cement I had on hand, and then sifted additional sand out of my aggregate pile and added portland cement to it to provide a level block laying surface. I screeded it level just based upon whatever high points I had left from my work on Wednesday and Thursday. It was much less level than the eyeball suggested. This is as far as they stretched. Now I need more block to extend this strip the other direction to accommodate all of the shelves, and it also wouldn't make sense to bring the workbenches into this area without laying blocks underneath them...and since the space between the two should really have block laid in it to make sure that the pattern and spacing matches up, well...I should really buy enough block and sand to complete the whole floor. Shadow art: Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 9:27 PM | permalink Saturday, November 14, 2009Chicken Butchering Day (Progress Pics Part 2)"Oh life on a farm is a-kinda laid back,
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack." "Mommy, where does our food come from?" Well, those of you who are squeamish, or vegetarian, or otherwise would rather not know the answer to that, do not click on the "read the rest" link--some of the in-between steps are a bit gruesome. Today was Chicken Butchering Day One. Five young brash roosters were slated for processing into chicken dinners. The Doomed The implements of their demise: Daisycat, Momcat and I worked together on this project. None of us have gone through the process from start to finish by ourselves before. Momcat has done plucking and cleaning in the past, but her mother always did the slaughtering. So it was a "learn by doing" for us all, to one degree or another. I served as executioner for the first three. The Intrepid Daisycat whacked the heads off the last two. (What a woman! No squeam here.) Here she is demonstrating her ingenious Chicken Executioner Device (TM). This was mostly her brainstorm and partly some last minute modifications to make it better. This is an improvement over the old fashioned method of grabbing the chicken, laying it on the chopping block and whacking off its head with a hatchet. Instead, the chicken is inserted into the funnel-shaped device with its head pulled through the narrow end. Once inserted into the funnel the chicken stops struggling for the most part. One person holds the funnel on the block while the other person whacks off the head. Then instead of taking off across the barnyard "like a chicken with his head cut off", he stays in the funnel, which is then hung up on a crossbar while he finishes dying. If it looks a little BDSM, that was my first impression... Next step after the chicken is bled out is to dunk it in a pot of boiling water. This loosens the feathers to permit plucking to happen more easily. Plucking the bird. For whatever reason, my ralph response is set on high, and I couldn't suppress it at the smell of hot bird feathers. I helped finish the plucking once the bird had cooled down just a bit. Picking off the pin feathers. Then the bird is cut open and the innards are all carefully removed. The feet, neck and tail are cut off. Some of the internal organs, the neck and the tail can be saved to make soup stock, but Momcat didn't want these this time, so they all went in the offal bucket. After a final rinsing and check of the body cavity for stray organs, the bird is done. "Just like the kind from the grocery store!" Five chicken dinners ready to freeze! We have five more to process. In a couple weeks we will do this again. These are all the chickens that need butchering this year. We will be left with a new rooster and a batch of new young hens ready to produce an egg a day for the next year or two. --------------- Update: Here is where the roosters began. They hatched out back in June of this year, so they were five months old. I also need to mention: another skunk this morning. I have lost track of the count... ----------------- Update 2: Hey, if you came here from a search engine and need a much more detailed step-by-step tutorial for processing your chickens, here you go: How To Slaughter And Butcher A Chicken. We did a few things differently from the procedure at this link, but he goes into substantially more detail on the whole process, including how to cut up the chicken into parts. We're just freezing them whole. Again a warning for the faint of heart: the photos at the link are graphic. Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 6:05 PM | permalink Friday, November 13, 2009Progress Pics (Part I)Finally.
Done with the workshop area leveling! Wednesday I spent the day working on my vehicles. I capped off the ports to the EGR on Mitzi. She seems to run just fine now. I also changed her oil and fixed a handful of minor annoyance things. I also tightened up the loose exhaust pipes on Doozey. She was making quite the racket on the way here Tuesday night. Back in 1966 they hadn't figured out yet that there are better ways to attach an exhaust pipe to the manifold than a two-hole flange. Those damn bolts have come loose on me a dozen times! This time I replaced them with carriage bolts and added a second nut to each one to lock them in place. The fuel pump for my scooter didn't come until today, so I haven't gotten to finishing that task yet. But yesterday and today I finally finished the workshop floor leveling. After getting it level yesterday, I soaked the ground well. This morning I tilled the top couple inches. Then I spread several bags of portland cement over the area. ...and tilled that in. After raking everything back to level again, I damped the surface again and brought Mitzi into the area to roll it compact. DONE!! Now I still plan to lay patio blocks over portions of this area, bedded in a thin layer of sand cement mix. But for now I have a stabilized soil-cement floor. Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 8:23 PM | permalink Wednesday, November 11, 2009Varmint DreamsNow I know these plagues of varmints are getting to me. I had a dream sequence about them.
I was looking at a hole in the ground when a huge (woodchuck-sized) gopher pushed some dirt up and stuck his head up out of the hole. I froze, hoping he didn't see me, wishing dearly that I had my sidearm on me. I zipped away to grab the 410 shotgun, hoping he'd still be busy pushing dirt up when I got back. Well he wasn't at the surface anymore, but I could still see the dirt moving as he pushed it out. I was worried about disturbing the neighbors but then thought "what the heck", and stuck the muzzle into the top of the soft dirt and pulled the trigger. I racked the mechanism for another shot. Did you notice it is hard to get your limbs to do what they are supposed to in dreams? I had a heck of a time getting a clean **snick**-**snak** motion to rack the next round. My arms felt kind of rubber-noodley and I ended up jamming the round once before getting a second round loaded. Now there was mud in the hole somehow. Water was trickling in from the side, from under my storage trailer (the hole was located inside the cat yard by the trailer). I knew he was still down there, and was bound to try to surface again if his hole was filling with water and mud, so I stuck the barrel in the mud a couple inches and pulled the trigger again. (Why th' sam hill I would do that to my gun I do not know...) This time the gun went off with a muffled thud and the gun jerked forward in my hands. Fun "dream physics" time: The shotgun now had a gas chamber like an AK, and the "explanation" was that with the barrel under the soupy mud, the cycling of the gas chamber had somehow created a vacuum that had pulled the gun under. I pulled it up thinking "oh lordy, now I've got MUD in the barrel and all over in the gas chamber and receiver!!" I inspected it and it didn't seem as bad as I thought, but then the dream ended. Just now while awake I remembered this dream and found myself greatly relieved that I did not have that cleaning task ahead of me! Update Thursday Morning: Yet another skunk takes a dirt nap... Labels: dreams, San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 8:12 AM | permalink Monday, November 09, 2009Preparedness SupplierVia survivalblog.com, here is a supplier of food storage system components and other preparedness items: Five Star Preparedness
The buckets are a good price, and are food grade to boot, so it is not strictly necessary to use a mylar liner for foods that do not require oxygen removal, especially in combination with their gasketed lid (sold separately). Although the mylar bags cost less than the gasketed lid, so...consider carefully your needs. | posted by Desert Cat @ 6:02 PM | permalink Sunday, November 08, 2009No progress...worth reporting on.
Friday morning was taken up with packing more stuff from my desk area in Tucson, undoing some wiring I had done to accommodate a printer there, so that I can set the same printer up at my new place, then buying and installing a new battery for Doozey (my camper) so that I could move her to make way for the trailer in the driveway, then loading my woodworking bench and my boxes of desk junk in the trailer to take out to the farm. By then it was early afternoon. I arrived on the farm mid afternoon and spent the rest of the day unloading my junk. Saturday I did manage to haul a number of loads of dirt into my workshop area, and level and compact the dirt. Endless. But the end is near. I have about six feet of 2-3 inch fill before I get to the level point, and then I need to cut a couple inches off the final ten feet of the area. My plans are to stabilize the top couple inches of the dirt with portland cement (my fabulous Troy Bilt will help with the mixing), and then spread a thin layer of sand mix over the top of that for a level finish surface. It won't be a fine finished concrete floor, but for this application I don't care. I just need something that will stand up to a moderate amount of use. Later I can lay a brick patio over the top of this if I choose. Sunday was a near total loss. I started out the day moving my scooter to continue the dirt leveling operation. I put a charger on the battery overnight, as I discovered it was quite dead late Friday and I had little hope for it. But the charger had revived it. So I thought to scoot into town to pick up some brake fluid, because the brake reservoir was low, and also to make sure all systems were good to go. I hadn't rode it in quite a while, but I am counting on it as my backup transportation system, and I wanted to make sure there were no other issues. Well. A quarter mile down the road it died on me after sputtering and losing power. After pushing it back I went to work troubleshooting. I finally sifted out the fact that the electric fuel pump had failed--specifically the inlet check valve was stuck open. No amount of penetrating oil sprayed into the inlet could convince it otherwise. By now it was 2:30 PM, I was late for lunch and quite crabby. Especially since I learned that replacement fuel pumps are $160. After lunch I went to work searching on the internet and purchased a Bosch universal fuel pump for a third of the cost of the OEM pump. So much for the weekend. Next weekend will be extra long. I have Veteran's Day off, and I extended that into a 5 day weekend by taking Thursday off also. I have high hopes for mucho progresso. ---------------------------- Update: As it should happen, this morning having backup transportation would have been valuable. My Mitsubishi has had a recurrence of a vacuum leak (presumed) problem that occurred previously. Ten miles down the road I decided I wasn't going to make it all the way into town. I turned around and bummed a ride into town from my dear Mum. It is probably the EGR valve which I should have removed and capped off this weekend. But it was running just fine for the last couple of days. It helps to have the Lord looking over your shoulder. This explains why I felt driven to pursue the problem with the scooter until I had it troubleshot, and then ordered the required part. It also explains why I felt the need to get the battery installed in Doozey to move her this weekend rather than just wheeling the stuff around where she was parked. I will be driving Miss Doozey back home. His message to me: Keep your backup vehicles running! Riding the scooter on clear days will save me gas money too, which currently runs $12/day with Mitzi and would be more than double that if I had to rely on Doozey for commuting. The scooter will take about $4/day. Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:59 PM | permalink Saturday, November 07, 2009Jobs "Saved or Created"![]() I was expecting this (surprise, huh?) Remember this graph next fall's campaign season when the president and the Democrats try to tell us how many jobs they "saved or created". Utter bullshit. They made it worse. | posted by Desert Cat @ 11:19 PM | permalink Thursday, November 05, 200912 Dead, 31 Wounded in Base Shootings12 Dead, 31 Wounded in Base Shootings - NYTimes.com
Within moments they get someone from the FBI to say "not terrorism related", before they know Jack! Diddly! Squat! Agenda, anyone? Then: An Army spokesman, Gary Tallman, said that the dead gunman was an Army major. A law enforcement official identified the him as Malik Nadal Hassan.Um, yeah. "Nope! No Islamic terrorism here folks! Run along now! Back to your shopping malls and reality TV!" --------------------------- Update: No, of course I don't know anything more at the moment. But the categorical denial up front, like a knee jerking in response to a knock, is absurd on the face of it. If I were a betting man I'd place bets that this Malik Nadal Hassan turns out to be a Muslim. Further investigation will reveal connections to Islamic groups in this country that have connections to overseas extremists. But "not terrorism". No siree! Update again: Yeah, phone calls to Al Quaeda...I'm calling three for three. I'd be a prophet except that I'm more Cassandra than Elijah. Hello? Hello? Labels: conspiracies, military stuff, society and culture | posted by Desert Cat @ 3:49 PM | permalink Wednesday, November 04, 2009Tome Of PreparednessI just downloaded this (courtesy of a link on survivalblog.com) and have looked over a portion of it. This...is excellent! It brings together in one document a whole lot of stuff I have found scattered across the 'net.
I don't have time to go over it thoroughly right at the moment, but I know at least some of my readers should be very interested in it also. LDS Preparedness Manual (.pdf download--right click, save as...)" It doesn't matter if you're not LDS. It is 95% general purpose and maybe 5% LDS specific. If you can print it out and bind it, it would make a great resource whether the internet is available or not. Ironically, only a small fraction of LDS members actually follow their teachings on preparedness. I'm probably set better than 19 out of 20 church members. And even still I feel underprepared. Labels: preparedness, resources | posted by Desert Cat @ 5:17 PM | permalink Permanent EarbugIt's been embedded in my ear for decades now. My parents had an LP (remember those kids?) of the music of Fiddler on the Roof, when I was a kid, and I played it too many times. I saw a live performance of the play in my early teen years, and that was the final hammer-blow that permanently embedded this earbug. Enjoy! Labels: art appreciation | posted by Desert Cat @ 4:48 PM | permalink Tuesday, November 03, 2009Tuesday Is Skunk Day...at the Desert Cat Estate.
Steve walks warily down the street Did I mention skunks are kind of cute and I feel bad having to kill them? How do you deal with "varmint" and "cute" at the same time? Oh well. This is good practice for chicken butchering day, which is coming up soon. Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:35 AM | permalink Monday, November 02, 2009Skullduggery At the FedFor those interested, the truth trickles out in dribbles, regarding what transpired last fall during the big Panic.
New York Fed’s Secret Choice to Pay for Swaps Hits Taxpayers - Bloomberg.com Labels: financial ponderings | posted by Desert Cat @ 3:42 PM | permalink Why It's Not OverLest we forget, this has not yet been accounted for:
Trillion Dollar Ticking Derivatives Time Bomb to Explode Under Bankrupt Banks :: The Market Oracle At Gains, Pains, & Capital I’ve been warning about the Trillion Dollar Ticking Time Bomb of derivatives for months now. As a brief recap, let’s consider the following:keep reading... Be sure to check out the chart in that article showing which banks are sitting on the biggest powderkegs. Ya wonder why I fled JP Morgan Chase? Labels: financial ponderings | posted by Desert Cat @ 3:08 PM | permalink Who We AreI just saw this on survivalblog.com and I thought what this author found was pretty descriptive of my own mindset:
Letter Re: Thoughts on Preparedness in a Diverse Community--SurvivalBlog.com "7) The final funny observation is how close these guys are with all the ex-hippie counterculture... Heh. Labels: preparedness, society and culture, watching the skies | posted by Desert Cat @ 1:54 PM | permalink Sunday, November 01, 2009Progress PicsMomcat harvested her sweet potato bed this weekend, because the frost had finished off the tops. She got 35 lbs of sweet potatoes from a single square yard! That's a phenomenal yield. From a full 100 square foot bed that would be nearly 350 lbs of sweet potatoes! Contrast that to the 75 lbs of regular potatoes she got out of the same size bed this summer. Clearly sweet potatoes love growing in the soil and in the weather we have here.
Titan the Giant Sweet Potato: I spent all day Friday gardening. I first mowed down the beds that had cover crop in them. Because Granny J made me feel bad about mowing the gaillardias, I left the pathways unmowed in this part of the garden. There are a lot of them growing here, although the blooms were knocked down by the frost. I got three of the six remaining beds tilled and seeded before dark. I had to run into town Saturday to buy a replacement for one of the two sprinklers that were destroyed by the hard freeze. I tried to fix the other one but the glue didn't hold. I will need to replace it also. Most of the rest of the day was spent indoors doing cleaning and other crap, but I did get more of my cold water pipe wrapped near the end of the day. Daisycat joined me Saturday evening and Sunday. There was some stuff she needed help with on her computer. In the afternoon we worked on hauling more dirt to the workshop area, filling in the railroad tie box. Endless. I can see the end soon though. We're working up toward the shallow end and it takes less barrow loads to cover a larger area now. Thomas, my golden honey boy: Labels: cats, San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:02 PM | permalink Thursday, October 29, 2009More On The Mortgage MessMore info on the MERS case and other good info on what is going on:
Why Mortgages Aren’t Modified And What A Ruling Stopping Foreclosures Means And More Here from Reason.com. Labels: financial ponderings | posted by Desert Cat @ 1:08 PM | permalink Fifteen Degrees Fahrenheit...said my thermometer this morning.
The temperature in midtown Tucson at this hour is 38 degrees. It is hard to overestimate the "valley effect" on the low temperature on still clear nights. I was expecting maybe 25 degrees? Fifteen degrees is the coldest I saw down there over the last couple of winters. It is unofficially the lowest low I expect in any given winter. The hard part about this is that it comes so early in the season after a long spell of unseasonably warm weather. Plants and trees are not prepared for this by a longer period of declining temperatures. There will be damage as a result of this. I am most concerned about my fig tree. I may lose some tender cacti I brought from Tucson. I have some doubts about the daikon I seeded a couple weeks ago. Certainly the cowpeas are now done for the season. I should have turned off the irrigation timers and removed the sprinklers. They bust when it gets this cold and I may have to find replacements now. Roscoe was uninterested in coming indoors last night. This morning he rocketed in the door as soon as I went outside. Yes little buddy, it is time to become an indoor cat again. I didn't have time to check on everyone, but Thomas was just fine and I expect the rest found their hidey holes to weather the chill. The good news is my bedroom wall furnace kept the place warm just fine with the main furnace set to 55. Cha ching! Savings in the bank. Also my pipes did not freeze. Although when I turned on the faucet this morning and the water slowed a bit (indicating an ice plug partially blocking a pipe somewhere), it was my first clue that it was colder than expected out there. I need to buy materials to finish wrapping those pipes this weekend! By this weekend we will be seeing highs in the 80's again and lows in the 50's and 60's. Labels: San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:14 AM | permalink Wednesday, October 28, 2009S&P 500 Overvalued by 40%Hey, if you're in a position to short the market, now might be a good time to put in your stops. Looks like the bear rally is about to come to an end.
S&P 500 Overvalued by 40%, Set to Fall, Smithers Says (Update5) - Bloomberg.com More from Vox. Well, tomorrow is the first Q3 GDP report. Consensus is calling for 3.2%. If it was actually negative, the markets would collapse. The thing is, I have no doubt that it should be negative given that TOTLL fell 4.25% in Q3 and on an annual basis, GDP usually contracts about one third as TOTLL does. So, that would be -1.4%. Hold on to your panties, folks. Tomorrow could be a thrilling ride. ---------------------------- Update: Well the wizards behind the curtain have managed to massage the data to make it show a 3.5% GDP growth rate. This will likely be revised in a month, but the effect, of course, is to spark a new rally in the stock market today. Armageddon delayed, again. Which is a good thing--gives everyone more time to prepare, and should give my buyer the confidence to hang on through the short sale process. Now Congress has to pass that home buyer credit extension yet for my buyer to stay on the line. There is no way we are going to closing before the credit expires currently, and they will almost certainly pull out if it expires. Labels: financial ponderings | posted by Desert Cat @ 9:56 AM | permalink Zing!Hey, congratulations are due to Obama, Bernanke, and the whole team at Treasury including little Timmy Geithner. They have finally succeeded in eliminating the whole Boom/Bust cycle from our economy!
From now on it will be all bust... | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:40 AM | permalink Rendezvous With Destiny45 Years Ago Today: We Have a Rendezvous With Destiny - Erick’s blog - RedState
“Not too long ago, two friends of mine were talking to a Cuban refugee, a businessman who had escaped from Castro, and in the midst of his story one of my friends turned to the other and said, “We don’t know how lucky we are.” And the Cuban stopped and said, “How lucky you are? I had someplace to escape to.” And in that sentence he told us the entire story. If we lose freedom here, there’s no place to escape to. This is the last stand on earth. 45 years ago it appeared that we still had this hope. It has dimmed somewhat since this man's candle went out. Read the rest... Labels: financial ponderings, politics, society and culture | posted by Desert Cat @ 7:26 AM | permalink Tuesday, October 27, 2009Sometimes When You Pray To God......the answer is "no".
There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man And bring him to the ground You can beat him, you can cheat him, you can stink real bad And spray him when he's down. Are you happy?! Are you satisfied? How long can you stand the heat? Out of the orifice the stink bomb RIPS To the sound of the beat! Look out! (boom boom boom) Another skunk bites the dust. Another skunk bites the dust. And another one gone and another one gone Another skunk bites the dust. Hey! Pepe Le Peu! Another one bites the dust! Labels: art appreciation, San Pedro homestead | posted by Desert Cat @ 8:55 AM | permalink Monday, October 26, 2009RED LIGHTS FLASHING!Could they be the lights at the end of the railroad track that the train is barreling down upon a high speed? Is this the fabled "other shoe", to match the one from last September/October? Is Desert Cat hyperventilating and getting his tail all up in a frizzy mess aGAIN?!
![]() Possible Credit Dislocation: Be Warned - The Market Ticker I have reason to suspect that the "monetary transmission mechanism" is full of rocks (again), and we are about to have another instance of what could colloquially be called "fun." (Yes, that's sarcasm.) Keep Reading Crappy timing if you ask me. I have another offer on my Tucson house. A meltdown between now and closing would almost certainly scuttle that deal. Forewarned is forearmed they say. But in this case I'm not sure it makes much difference to most people, as the time required for forearming is measured in months to years in most cases. We're probably measuring T minus meltdown in days or weeks now. Oh, if you still have *any* dollar denominated assets (US stocks, bonds, etc.), Peter Schiff is screaming a loud red light **sell** now. Cash out, I mean *today* get on the horn with your broker and do it. Set aside enough to cover the tax hit if it comes from a tax-deferred account and put the rest into preparedness-oriented supplies ("beans, bullets and bandaids") and whatever you can't convert right away into silver coin. Yeah, if you can do that, you can do something about it in a few days to a few weeks time. I'm just miserable that the remainder of my investments are locked away in a state retirement program that is completely inaccessible to me unless I quit my job. As you may surmise, the job is worth more to me in these times than access to rescue those funds. I already cashed out what I could to put up my solar electric system. You cash out what you can, so that you are not among the roaming hordes of desperate starving heading toward my retreat. Breathe. Labels: financial ponderings, watching the skies | posted by Desert Cat @ 2:18 PM | permalink All original material and original images are copyright (c) 2003-2009, desertcat.blogspot.com, unless otherwise noted. All rights reserved. FAIR USE NOTICE: This site may contain copyrighted material the use of which has not been pre-authorized by the copyright owner. Such material is made available to advance understanding of political, economic, scientific, social, art, media, and cultural issues. The 'fair use' of any such copyrighted material that may exist on this site is provided for under U.S. Copyright Law. In accordance with U.S. Code Title 17, Section 107, material on this site is distributed without profit to persons interested in such information for research and educational purposes. If you want to use any copyrighted material that may exist on this site for purposes that go beyond 'fair use', you must obtain permission from the copyright owner. Disclaimer: Any stories, accounts of events or statements of fact herein, may or may not be a fictionalized account or entirely fictional. Nothing written herein is intended to be interpreted as factual or true. |
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