No, “fatigue” was not misspelled. I didn’t mean fatigues, though I can see how you’d think that. This post is a contemplative piece, a reflection of my thinking. Maybe it’s maintaining this blog or maybe it’s the doomsday news day in and day out, but SHTF and survival action has been wearing on me. Everywhere I go, every conversation I hear (well, many conversations on current events), they all have SHTF undertones. There’s a pervasive sense of negativity surrounding society right now. Blame it on the economy, the election, the news, or anything else, but make no mistake about it – it’s there. Or maybe it’s just me – I don’t know.
What I do know is that it’s beginning to wear on me. Part of me just wants to cast it all aside and live like everyone else around me – in denial of the fragility of our system. Is ignorance bliss? Sometimes I think it is. Would it be wiser for me to ignore the negative news, sign up for cable television and drown myself in Comedy Central instead? Perhaps, but it’s too late for that. My eyes have been opened to the facts of our fragile system, and I can’t close my eyes now, or if I do – the realization is still there.
Balance – that’s what I think I need – balance. But hell, balance isn’t easy to come by in today’s environment. It’s hard to say, “Lets go on a vacation to Disney World” when I know my family’s food preps are nowhere near what they should be. It’s hard to say, “I’m gonna buy a nice new truck” when I know any monthly discretionary funds should go toward savings or reducing debt. It’s hard – it’s all hard – and we’re all gonna die.
What? We’re not? We ARE all going to die – and therein lies another SHTF conundrum. Why spend so much time and energy preparing for The End Of The World As We Know It (TEOTWAWKI) when we’re gonna die anyway? I mean, if a thousand and one mushroom clouds go up, do I REALLY want to be around for the aftermath? Would it have been wiser to have spent the good days livin’ it up instead? Shit, where is “Boomer for the Future” (who periodically posted comments at Bison Blog) when you need him for a slap to the face from the other side of life. The truth of the matter is that it WOULD be easier to live in denial and NOT prepare for the future if it was just my own life on the line. But every since having a couple kids life has changed. Surviving SHTF now isn’t about me, it’s about them. They rely on me, and I’m forever toast now, because I can already tell that when they’re adults it’ll still be about prepping for them, or prepping for the grandkids.
<sigh> I should have never read The Road. Well hell, that wouldn’t have mattered. I’d still be thinking the same thing. Maybe I should work this line of thinking and write a TEOTWAWKI novel. Hell, I was an English major, I know this shit – I could do it . . . . nah – resist the urge, it’s all about balance . . . right?
– Ranger Man
BTW: I did find a new treasure in life – Stone Brewery! I’m swilling a second bottle of their IPA as I write this. Good stuff!
BTW x2: Don’t think (or write to me) that you’re hoping I’m not resorting to alcoholism to have a good time – lol. So I like good beer – sue me!