Warm-mongering news
Global warming is alive and well. The concern here in the heartland is that
late frosts, an inch of snow and night time low of 21 yesterday here on the
compound, will keep farmers out their fields until late May. Only 3% of the corn crop is in so far. The late start may affect harvest if the growing
season is shortened even more by an early fall.
Which gives rise to the question: Would it be easier for man to survive
slightly warmer and longer growing seasons or shorter ones? The answer to anyone who put grass down in
the fall last year only to have a weeks worth of 20 degree days ruin their
effort knows the answer.
I think all of this is what the Caligula D.C. swells
want. Beef prices are already through
the roof due to draught, mismanagement of BLM lands, water being diverted to
save a smelt rather than grow crops in CA and the federal the government’s insistence
that we burn our food for ethanol. Pork
prices are next due to some unknown virus killing off hundreds of thousands of
pigs. If the government targets chickens
next, you’ll know for sure Queen Fatazz Mooochele is behind the effort. We’ll all become vegetarians out of necessity. There won’t be any meat.
A new necessity for the Compound
The Bundy ranch stand off got me to thinking. We need a “working dog” here on the
compound. When Americans gathered at the
Bundy ranch BLM’s response was to literally sic the dogs on them. BLM invested in German Sheppard dogs. A noble and smart breed.
I’m thinking I’ll invest in a Pit Bull. Then when Mr. Macho BLM man wearing $2,000
worth of tactical gear, M4 lashed across his chest doing his best impersonation
of a real man fighting a real war shows up on the compound with his dog, I’ll
show up in shorts, flip flops and a tank top with Mils my 3 year old pit bull on
a leash. George the family dog will be his
usual self chasing squirrels and peeing on everything he can lift a leg to, but
Mils will be all business.
Then I’ll ask Mr. BLM, “You like your dog? If you do, you’d better be moving on.”
That of course is all bluster and BS. The closest I’ve ever come to that scenario is
chasing not one but two greasy census bureau workers off the compound. That’s not exactly the thing movies and
heroes are made of, but hell yeah, I tell the story as if I were John Wayne reins
in mouth a six shooter in either hand galloping on ol’ Ty across an open field single
handedly taking on the Ned Pepper gang.
The fact of the matter is that when the full weight of
the federal government comes down on us, 99.99% of us cave. It’s the smart thing to do, and the government counts on that response. That’s why the
Bundy ranch thing is encouraging to a lot of Americans. It gives us hope and maybe just maybe we too will be
able to stand up to the next federal intrusion into our lives.
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