tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89645041990834930362024-02-19T04:36:37.348-06:00KensWorldSometimes it works,sometimes it doesn't,sometimes you gotta just shoot it.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.comBlogger132125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-80145616650883223182020-01-05T10:40:00.000-06:002020-01-05T10:40:02.532-06:00...hiccup......one third out, one third back, one third in reserve...beans, bullets, bandages...water, shelter, food...one is none, two is one, three offers reserve...rules of three...practice, practice, practice...thousand rounds of center fire rifle for the coming festivities, thousand rounds for practice, thousand for reserve...same for handgun, same for grocery getter(.22lr)...3 gallons of water per day, per person...<br />
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...sorry for the weird shit, blogger is foreign to me these days...when one realizes the way things are they also see the reason for the rules of three(small variations of such)...<br />
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...GodBless...FatherSonHolyghost...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-69056174399187656262020-01-05T09:53:00.002-06:002020-01-05T09:53:59.127-06:00...rules of three...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-53816062628683398832019-08-25T09:07:00.000-05:002019-08-25T09:07:03.806-05:00...only for a handful of brothers and sisters......hey gang, just a quick note to the sphere to let me remember how to use this place, not much has changed in KensWorld, my youngest is off to college now, his first week done, he digs it...has an apartment with three others, not really a freshman because of the credits he had from college courses in high school, kept him out of the dorm rooms...four or more year degree in significantly less time...if he applies himself...<br />
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...grandbaby is half dozen weeks away from her first birthday, man how time flies...couple new ponies in the stable, another government model 1911 from RIA, planning on using it as a platform for custom build, got plenty of extra parts, could not pass up the deal, got it for a song...the other a kit AR from PSA, same plan using spare parts to hotrod it little...<br />
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...well there ya have it, a year worth of updates in a couple paragraphs...<br />
...KeepFightingTheGoodFight, WeWillWin...<br />
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Locked, loaded, cached and spent...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-46033480551948085232018-12-08T06:53:00.001-06:002018-12-08T06:53:15.027-06:00...it is alive......welcome back my friends to the show that never ends...<br />
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Merry Christmas brothers and sisters...May God Bless you all, KeepTheFaith...WeWillWin...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-57631516915959723652017-08-09T20:56:00.000-05:002017-08-09T20:56:29.581-05:00...miss the old days......thanx gang, really appreciate the comments...awful tuff to put words to screen these days...it is good to hear from the old crew, I do miss you guys, I miss the daily daily...scout said it best when he said it was redundant to blog about the stuff we used to...now it is hard to find original content, i'm at a cross roads...i'm still preppin', for whatever comes my way...ready for any thing...still, i'm gettin old, handing the torch to my young'uns when it is possible, they do listen i'll give 'em that...just hope they can shoot a fucker in the face when they need to...when the time comes steady your resolve, the calmness of righteousness is its own reward...<br />
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...KeepTheFaith my friends, WeWillWin...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-10692734810247132432017-06-17T14:28:00.002-05:002017-06-17T14:30:35.141-05:00...no news is good news......almost forget how to use this place...been a while since posting, or commenting anywhere...hope everyone is still preppin, it ain't over yet and these protests may get sporty<br />
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...have a great weekend all, keep practicing, keep fighting...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-85812385410110921012017-01-21T06:43:00.000-06:002017-01-21T06:43:12.226-06:00...brave new world......well we have been given a small reprieve, where we go from here is the question...I hope and pray to GodAlmighty that my Republic is restored...can it happen in one administration?...doubt it, possibly in two tho...one can dream<br />
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...KeepTheFaith folks and the worm will turn...on a side note, sent a cryptic note to some of my brothers in arms in a previous post and the .gov acronym agencies caused my hit count to explode...lol, one sure way to flub some numbers...<br />
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...will try to get out more posts this year, hope all of my brothers and sisters in the sphere are doing well...GodBless, keep fighting the Good Fight...WeWillWinKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-67475079652384256192016-10-15T08:06:00.000-05:002016-10-15T08:06:42.313-05:00...let's dance with the devils......less than one month boys and girls...we will see how deep the rabbit hole goes...<br />
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...the rocking chair has no tail...keyboard cipher bravo<br />
...boats float on winged feet do sink...keyboard cipher delta<br />
...keep close to see the stars roll uphill...keyboard cipher tango...<br />
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...good luck brothers and sisters...GodBless<br />
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<br />Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-69774083928797895402016-06-19T13:00:00.000-05:002016-06-19T13:05:47.349-05:00Breaking radio silence......HappyFathersDay...to all it applies...to some of the sisters out there who are just as much fathers as they are mothers Happy happy to you too...KeepTheFaith...<br />
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...Locked, Loaded, Cached and Spent...<br />
<br />Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-33432765031590837402015-12-24T09:07:00.000-06:002015-12-24T09:07:53.237-06:00...on this eve'......well another Christmas is here, just a quick note to all my brothers and sisters out there in the sphere...<br />
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...Merry Christmas, may God Bless and Keep You and Yours safe...chances are i won't post for New Years so, Happy New Years as well...this new year promises to be sporty to say the least...for my brethren in the cities, stay away from crowds, large venues need to be avoided..."but Ken that's what the muzzies want, they want you to be afraid"... aint' skeered, i've seen first hand what the 'rabs did to damn near every community in and around detroit... i've always avoided crowds anyway, as far back as i can remember, save the times all during the eighties going to see the tigers, and redwings, i was a baseball nut right up to the day they tore down old tiger stadium, still am a wings fan too and televised games are just fine for me nowadays...Lord do i miss the concerts...<br />
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...anyways, be careful, be aware, leave yourself an egress at all times...legal, or not, be armed as much as possible, signs be damned, no metal detector then i'm armed, and at least one spare mag always...although if they have it posted, i take my business elsewhere(when possible) i also tell said establishment why...<br />
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...'nuff fer now...again Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year...heads on a swivel, check yer six, remember heads and hips...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-69714503981799982472015-09-20T11:45:00.000-05:002015-09-20T11:53:59.712-05:00...now's the time to ramble on......never fails, i get a thought rolling around the ol' noodle thinking it'll be a great subject for a post, sit at the 'puter and...nothing...<br />
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...complete block...can't even remember what i wanted to write about, or so many unconnected thoughts tumbling in at once as to be completely incoherent...maybe i can get this ball rolling by typing something, anything at all, so maybe this will go somewhere maybe it won't...it is what it is...<br />
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...this summer has been tough, tougher than many in the recent past, late last year o.t disappeared...forty hrs if i'm lucky has been the norm for the last twelve months or so...preps have taken a beating, we adjusted lifestyle accordingly but almost too late as it was, side jobs for money turned into side jobs for barter, time for time things mostly...not a bad thing in and of itself but the coffee can stash has dusted up and blew away, been back to the paycheck to paycheck thing...as soon as i get a little stash something comes up, sucks up those pennies and more...expenditures have been righteous, vehicle maintenance/repair, seasonal chores for coming weather etc, but there's just never enough it seems...always having to put off something until next payday, even trips to the grocery store since they closed the local brookshires (and i refuse to shop at chinamart) are problematic at best, the city trips cost an hours travel at least in all directions, texarkana for krogers, hotsprings for a good butcher/meat market causing me to plan the big cooler and ice for either...at least local produce stands saves us a trip or two here and there, it's been wet this year(and last) so that's a plus, love my 'maters and there have been many a local farmer with bumper crops...<br />
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...fuck'it...just like now, nowhere to go after that, feels like i should be chiming in with the state of the union crap but that's preaching to the choir...talking about the price of meat making it a luxury item or something, but i don't know any vegans so that's a moot point, cuz we all know how expensive meat has become...seasonal supplementing through hunting helps, as does fishing when i can, but still preaching to the choir...<br />
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...anyway, GodBless all my Brothers and Sisters out there in the sphere, hope the endtimes finds y'all preppin' and Keepin'theFaith, building tribe, making connections...<br />
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...Locked, loaded, cached and spent...see ya soon Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-10530714274569993272015-07-04T10:15:00.000-05:002015-07-04T10:30:06.050-05:00...color blind......only so much one can do, they are in effect rewriting history to their liking...y'all have read the news as much as i have...i've since taken the battle flag out of mothballs, the Stars and Bars waves again, up to this point(in the last 13 or so years) the only American flag i fly is hung upside down in the garage...since shortly after '01' i have flown only State flags atop my POW/MIA flag...i also fly a smaller version of the POW/MIA flag on the boat...i've no need to justify why i will not fly the American flag, i love My Republic, will die for My Republic, will die for Those that love Our Republic.<br />
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...i've no issues with people who do decide to fly the American flag, most are holding onto memories of what it once stood for, a bygone era...i long for the days when i was proud to fly those Colors, i cry when i think of Those who gave Their blood, Their body parts, Their lives in defense of the idea that those Colors once represented...<br />
...i cry when i look at the display case in my Son's room that holds the American flag that draped His Grandfathers casket...i cry when i think of my Dads reverence of those Colors his entire life, and the many discussions we had regarding my disdain for what those Colors morphed into...<br />
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...there is an especially hot corner of hell that awaits the traitors of My Republic, Lord have No Mercy on Their Souls for They KNOW What They Do.<br />
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...as an aside, if you fly The Stars and Bars make sure the center star is right side up...i have corrected at least half dozen people who had the flag upside down ???<br />
...ignorance is contagious...<br />
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MayGodBlessWhatsLeftOfMyRepublic.<br />
MayGodBlessThosePeopleThatStandForOurRepublic.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-68840865963404821392015-06-21T06:45:00.000-05:002015-06-21T06:52:09.292-05:00...next best day to Christmas......just a quick Happy Fathers Day wish to all my brothers out there that it applies to...more damn rain comin' in, so to be short and sweet, enjoy the day, enjoy the family if ya can...me and the 'not so young'uns are gonna head out and break in my new 1911...we'll see how ruger did with JMBs design...<br />
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GodBlessKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-91725773023510656702015-05-10T13:03:00.000-05:002015-05-10T13:10:16.179-05:00...in the meantime......it's been a while since putting word to screen, garnering unwarranted attention for my feeble ramblings in the past, i'm hesitant to put things into permanence...i mostly use the blog these days as a portal to other places, and places from those places...prepping has taken a back seat to survivalism, inasmuch for the blog, what used to be a stepping stone to preparing has become a medium of infotainment, news gathering, and/or possibly a retreat from both...using the vast knowledge of humanity to make what i have go farther, versus acquisition of the items being stored changes all of the avenues of approach...<br />
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...the last decade and a half have seen changes that none of us would have thought possible, myself constantly lamenting the fact of not waking up until that ill fated day late 2001, having realized shortly afterwards, that the foundation of such events had been laid a generation or two prior...maybe the naivete of thinking i could some how make a difference in the mindset of others, of the goings on in the world since then and even prior to, have actually retarded my current state of preparedness...realistically how many people have you awoken ??? five, ten, more, less, does it matter in the grand scheme of things ?<br />
...i still think it did, does...i've always tried to help those i could, pray for those i couldn't...me being me, and Keeping My Faith...when so many turn their back on The Almighty, is it any wonder we find ourselves in the situations we are now in...as a country...as a people...<br />
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...eventuality dictates such as i've said before in these pages, balcanization is the inevitable conclusion of this epic story, divide and conquer, 'their' plan has almost come to fruition...a whole people who used to believe freedom, liberty, at any price including death are fragmented, by design i remind you...easier to take out a bunch of little guys than it is to take on one big guy...<br />
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...i'll keep practicing, i'll keep preaching, i'll keep surviving(used to say prepping)...and if they find me dead in a ditch somewhere, By God i'll be on a pile of spent brass having taken a metric shit tonne of those commie heathen bastards with me...<br />
...it's coming, it will be violent, hell it's gonna be medieval...steady your resolve, the calmness of righteousness is it's own reward, also it will steady your aim...God Bless The Remnants of Our Republic... Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-65557670838157037052014-09-27T15:20:00.000-05:002014-09-27T15:25:01.974-05:00...Rarity......anyone who knows me knows i hate chinamart, that being said i do however shop there from time to time, usually out of necessity...when the Mrs said "go to walmart with me"...i said "what the hell, i need fishing line"...<br />
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...as i was wandering around, to allow the Mrs her unobstructed shopping time, i retrieved my trilene and some terminal tackle, figured what the hell, took a stroll by the gun case, it was fully loaded with ARs...colts were mid 12's, others ranged fromm 799 to 850...so so...looked down and saw the only steel ammo can on the shelf...federal m193's, 420 rounds on strippers for 179.99 on sale...grabbed 'em...asked for more, none to be had, clerk says they usually sell out same day...stocked on thursday...hmmm, i asked about next shipment, she said four more units coming first week of december...WHAT!...december? WHAT!...seriously?<br />
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...don't know what to think 'bout that...<br />
...sports authority has the same cans of ammo at 229...m855's at 239.... prefer the 62 grain variety myself(as does my shooters) but the 55 grain pill will be good for practice, especially since it works out to about 42 cents a round...almost pre sandy hoax prices, but alas no .22LR to be had... they did have the 100 round boxes of .223 for 39.99 again, lots of boxes...hate the .223 ( i like the 5.56...but kinda like splitting hairs)<br />
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...anyway, wallyworld served a purpose, imagine that...<br />
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<br />Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-64289252860515043452014-09-02T22:59:00.001-05:002014-09-02T23:07:09.796-05:00...clone wars......breaking radio silence only cuz i'm too drunk to care, be patient as this will go some where...<br />
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...was shootin' with the clan a little while back, while at the range i/we ran into a couple interesting folks, seems they were 'fanboys' of a particular model of shooter, not that their particular models were bad or anything, they were just 'new'...(ahem, 6920's, cough)...young guys, early thirties maybe, were crowing how the end is near and, anybody who's anybody, owns their kind of pony...<br />
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...anyway, i had the bushies up and runnin'...they smirked and snickered( mine are A2 models, theirs were M4geries with cheap optics)..."old school" they said, "beat to hell" they said...hehehe, but after 8 or 10 mags those pretty horses began to go lame...my snakes never hiccuped, 8 mags, 10 mags, 20 mags, barrels smokin' hot, both AR's performed flawlessly...as the ol' girls cooled off, i uncased my 'go to' shooter, an LMT uppered, bushmaster lower with the eotech 512 optic, fold down back up irons, and a surefire that got their attention...5 quick mags through and i was done(they were busy performing malfunction clearing drills...lol, both guys were cussing mad...and i was out a case of ammo showing off...lol)<br />
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...so after showing each other our flavors of rifles(kept the one LMT rollmark hidden while showing them the snake logo's on all of'em) i had the 'fanboys' cussin' connecticut, praising maine...lol<br />
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...the rifles those lads had were righteous, just not broke in yet, one of them fresh from wallyworld, the other had a few mags through it "at my(his)dads place, and it did great...i dont get it..."<br />
...i tried to explain to them their follies were normal for what they had, and what they were doing, to keep shooting, and cleaning, and the platform would smooth out over time...hell, my newest .223/5.56 has around 5K, maybe 6K through it(new is a relative term,all are pre'94...'cept the LMT upper...course i didn't share with them the replacement/upgrade parts)...or, that if i were to buy an assembled AR today it would be colt, or FN...i have a colt frankengun, but it's a range toy...anyway, the point i'm trying to make is this, buy once cry once, get a name brand shooter, shoot the piss out of it, get familiar with it...hell, for what it's worth even the colt is a 'clone'...<br />
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...hell with it, i'm tired...<br />
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...GodBless, and keep preppin', preachin', and practicin'...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-18419954839296719862014-05-23T04:30:00.000-05:002014-05-23T04:39:29.481-05:00All and all it was......just bricks in the wall...<br />
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...hmmm, wonder where this post is heading(?)...anyway, in the early eighties we used to go to the midnight matinee, at the briarwood mall in ann arbor michigan...every friday and saturday at midnight, the malls movie theater had three movies, the newest feature out (what ever it was at the time) and two others...several of us would drive from detroit to ann arbor just to see the movie 'pink floyd the wall' every weekend...the other film that played was 'the rocky horror picture show'...after a while we would alternate between the two, many times seeing both in a weekend depending on the type of buzz we had/wanted at the time...no shit when i tell you i've seen those flicks hundreds of times...<br />
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...in those days i owned a couple cars that stick in the memory...a 1972 maverick grabber in a pukish yellow with brown stripes(eventually painted red with white stripes) stock small block, with the addition of a cam, four barrel, headers, posi and dual exhaust...i kept the 'three on the tree', along with the fourteen inch stock tires, hell it even had the white walls, a perfect sleeper...it ran a best of 13.91 on slicks one year at my high school drags at milan dragway...<br />
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...the other was a 1974 buick apollo, a nova wannabee...a car that seems to have dropped off the face of the earth, originally my car was a six banger, but with a bone yard small block we put in it, headers, duals and decent tires it too was a balls out hot rod...i did convert the three on the tree to a floor shifter due to peer pressure, but i wish i hadn't...i was faster the other way...go figure<br />
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...as i close, two things are reverberating in my brain...song lyrics... in the days of my youth i was told what it means to be a man...along with the bunker version of, those were the days...<br />
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...GodBless...and oh yeah, FuckTheFeds...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-39118063032078637742014-03-19T02:45:00.000-05:002014-03-19T03:03:01.539-05:00...Rage against the ...?...against the man ?...a mechanism of, or the machine ?...<br />
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...it came close to officer friendly, a man operating a mechanism of the machine...he chose wisely<br />
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...i came out of the dark to reiterate what untold thousands have told untold thousands, this police state we're enveloped in must cease...a very trivial traffic stop damn near went south due to this dickhead, two worlds violently ripped to bloody pieces, both his and mine, only i would have lived...all for "failing to stop", rolling thru a stop sign, on a deserted hunk of road i travel twice daily( i actually almost stopped too...felt like i was being watched...lol, come to find out i was...lol )<br />
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...i did not receive a citation, at the end of a heated discussion that ebbed towards conversation, the young man offered his hand(never apologized, but thanked me for my honesty...WTF?) <br />
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...you stupid ass childlike 'roid grazer, i almost shot you in your fuckin' face...<br />
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...these little mobile resupply pods will come in handy...once...when we face our real adversaries<br />
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...make clear your mind, steady your resolve, the clarity of righteousness is its own reward<br />
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<br />Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-27801421208179411972013-12-21T09:10:00.000-06:002013-12-21T09:16:11.696-06:00...end of another run......as the slide into oblivion continues, accelerating daily, one has to wonder when will My Republic crash into the wall of balcanisation, the inevitable conclusion of our journey...<br />
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...persecution of Christians has stepped out of the dark into the shadows, no longer completely afraid of The Light, the bad guys of all types gaining courage and momentum...they will not stop, they may not advance their positions, in fact they may recede some, but they will not stop...can you say Crusades boys and girls, betcha can...<br />
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...remember The Reason for The Season...take out all the commercialization, take away all the phony calender dates, relish in the fact that this is THE celebratory event of Christians, reveling in the birth of Our Savior...be tolerant no more of those who denounce Christianity, stand up to those who would have you stand down, for they are an extreme minority, hack not at the branches of evil, but at the root...<br />
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...Merry Christmas Brothers and Sisters, May God Bless and Keep You and Yours safe<br />
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...from me to you, when the trumpets sound, and the battle begins in earnest, shoot those heathen bastards to the ground, show no quarter nor expect any, cut them balls to bellows and spill their rancid commie guts for all to see...Lord Have No Mercy on Them, For They Know What They Do.<br />
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...time to go dark for a while...keep practicing, keep preaching, keep purchasing(ammo)...see y'all next year. <br />
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Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-84874237944056839192013-12-06T11:40:00.000-06:002013-12-06T11:50:12.534-06:00...title begets treatment......as bestowed, the Mrs' car is in the carport, while my truck has an inch of ice, the Mrs just hollered out that i could've pulled the boat and camper out, put in the truck to save the bitchin'...( i'm not bitchin' babe, believe me it's easier to de-ice the truck...lol)... southwest central arkansas gettin' hammered(by local standards anyway...) this beast leaving large portions of texas and oklahoma shut down, we're just getting what they had...<br />
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...fuck it, let it snow, let it ice, let the grid fail for days/weeks...i'll eat, drink, stay warm and cozy in my jammies'...did get on the sweats to do the dogs tho, but right back in the jammies' i went after, lol...here's hoping you have an alternate heat source...<br />
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...seriously tho, be careful if you must travel in this "winter storm"...(lmao@sensationalism)<br />
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GoodLuck. GodBless.<br />
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...oh yeah, buy ammo...Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-77991104936265496502013-11-10T14:28:00.000-06:002013-11-10T14:36:49.719-06:00...to blog, or not to blog......sometimes it's hard to do...putting word to keyboard to screen, nothing is being said that hasn't been said already...i'm still a prepper, almost a cliche' these days, our prepper blogs started a revolution of correspondence blogs dealing with everything from our beginning to our ends...we've lost alot of folks thru the years...some just moved on to another realm of the sphere, some moved on to a Higher Power<br />
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...i remember several blogs with modest beginnings, where we were the only commentors(you all know who you/they are) that have ballooned with a huge following...at least we can say "we knew them when..."<br />
...my particular blog in the cog of the sphere was never meant to be anything more than it is, i learned what i could about what i wanted to do, and did it with the help of fellow bloggers to guide it...along the way using these pages to share my world...<br />
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...my world is old, and jaded, my lifestyle unchanged since adulthood...simply put, stores-n-chores...buy my beans, bullets, and band-aids, eat, shoot, and fix myself...i like it, it has been refined to an art form...<br />
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...i'm a prepper...always have been really, expect i'll always be...<br />
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...oh yeah, buy ammo, practice, practice, practice... <br />
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<br />Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-78616922214752842742013-09-29T09:01:00.000-05:002013-09-29T09:16:29.980-05:00..always here, and now......ahhh, irish coffee mellows...perfect for a rainy sunday ramblings, i've never left, i'm omnipresent, i've been here, i've been there...nuthin' else to do at this moment but drop a dime.<br />
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...busy times indeed, chores and stores brothers and sisters...'chores-n-stores'<br />
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...ammo acquisition again tantamount to eating, the firearms and ammunition industries have leveled off as much as they're going to for the foreseeable future, if you need'em, get'em...remember two is one, one is none.<br />
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...watching, waiting, prepping, practicing, coordinate your tribes boys and girls, practice, practice, practice...<br />
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...local, local, local, also sage advice, contacts this year have garnered me fruits and veggies locally produced, and thanks to an abandoned property next door, plenty of pecans( i miss my pecan trees), the muscadine vines on the back border of the property are huge and plentiful(lots of rain...love those things, almost as much as pecans...lol)<br />
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...small reminder, 'tis the season of change, get yer 72 hour kit in the vehicles now...before the badness...on most occasions the avg joe aint at home much these days, keep what ya need in case ya gotta fight yer way home...<br />
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Pray.<br />
Prepare.<br />
Purchase(ammo)<br />
Practice.<br />
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GodBlessMyRepublic. <br />
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Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-89948401255657493532013-03-24T19:11:00.000-05:002013-03-24T19:18:34.313-05:00...teach a man to fish......we all have a mentor(probably multiples...as in my case) but one dude stands above the rest...<br />
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...the teachers of us, guiding lights, the dude(s) that we looked up to when we was coming up...the folks that share wisdom with no thought of personal gain(sometimes shares it even when they're not trying too...)<br />
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...when we was kids we used to play two things(mostly), baseball and guns...now when i use the term 'playing guns' it means many things...army, cops-n-robbers, cowboys-n-indians, great white hunters whatever...we built elaborate forts and defended them from marauders, we swam the pond and stormed a european beachhead, dug foxholes, trenches, built a firebase in a jungle and had night fights...man did we play hard...<br />
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...as we aged the playing guns continued, we all had BB guns, we were all shot...some severely, but we learned quickly, levels of power to pain to penetration to asswhoopin'...lol, anyway this one guy(he was a "guy", we were kids) always asked where we were going, what we were doing, and his son(who lived somewhere else with the mom, and visited occasionally, whom we knew...)was moving in with him someday soon, and he was just wanting to know in case the boy showed up kinda attitude, over the years we got to know him pretty good...eventually the boy stopped coming altogether(never saw him again) but old dude stayed in our click, cuz he was one of our gangs 'cool' parents...parents that played with the kids, took interest in us, minded us and reminded us..sometimes he walked into the woods with us, gave us tips so to speak...and he talked some, about his army days in southeast asia (my dad was in korea, grandpa ww2, a couple uncles and older cousins was in vietnam but they didn't talk about it, one uncle did...talked and trained me about it, yet another mentor...different story) a newer war and all us young'uns ate up the stories like candy...dude was quiet...all the time espousing noise discipline, on most occasions he would follow up his lessons with "that's what i tell my boy..."<br />
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...only he didn't... he didn't "tell his boy"...we as kids never knew the dudes son to come back, as we aged he never did...but that never seemed to stop the comment " that's what i tell my boy"...as time progressed most of the kids forgot about dude, i often hunted the woods we used to play in, plenty of times we killed critters together and ate 'em on the spot, he taught me alot...i mean, dad taught us alot, all the fine basics, ethics and such...this dudes teachings were of a different level(unknown at that time, it was a survivalist mindset) at 12 and 13 years old it was playing...from 14 on while deer hunting, he taught me the arts of camouflage(and my affinity w/tiger striped), laws of optics, lights and shadows, using the wind in my favor, still hunting(which isn't "still" at all when performed correctly), building shelters, fires, snares and such...he let me fire his M1, M14, and his many AR type rifles, including a select fire version(which i promised, back then, not to tell anyone) i was hooked, black rifle disease had set in...he must have had three or four 1911 models too, he showed me how to use, and maintain them all...<br />
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...there was only a few times that i remember him talking, in depth, of his tours in vietnam...conversations initiated by too much beer, grass, and stupid questions...he did four tours, '67-'69 and again in '70-'71, he said he was shot 3 times, and spent most of 1969 in the hospital, his last tour he stepped on a toe popper and blew three of his toes off (only after that did i notice his slight limp favoring his left side) he spoke highly of training the locals to fight the communist in his "early days", he never glorified the violence though, and he had nothing but respect for his adversaries(minus the occasional "gook" or "little commie bastards" remarks) saying often he learned much from their methods, until he was shot then it became vengeful...laughed out loud when telling us how "charlie put a bounty on us,they called us green faced commandos or some such shit...we killed those lil' fuckers as if it was free"...thus, him lending some of his anti personnel skills to us, communist were still the enemy then, he told us all kinds of ways to "kill the commie bastards"...<br />
"...course everything's different in triple canopy jungle...you boys will have to adjust for effect.", he taught us about booby traps, trip wires for booby traps and perimeter breach alarms, need to be scrutinized from all directions by the installers for maximum concealability, and are as varied as the terrain(and literally using it)there are some ancient booby traps with horrific ability to kill or maim...everything old is new again...<br />
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...i never saw 'evidence' of his service, save a few fotogs on the wall there was nothing to indicate he was a military man, all of them he was in beret, boonie hat, or do-rags, faces painted, standing with indigenous peoples of vietnam/laos/cambodia, i saw his medals once(many of them) stashed in a couple cigar boxes, on a couple occasions i heard his buds call him sarge...other than that, no idea...no idea of rank and privilege, he maintained no love of government or law enforcement, often deriding both, he accurately prophesied then the state of the nation we find ourselves in today, how i wish i heeded the warnings sooner...the last time i saw Rick was 1999...the last we spoke was '03 or '04, he was ate up with cancer, still smokin' marlboros and drinkin' budweiser beer, chasing the pain away with his grass(which he grew for himself) deciding to self medicate versus seeking 'professional' medical attention, he died in 2009...<br />
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"liberating from oppression was my obedience to God...sure hope He remembers most all those fuckers i sent to hell were Godless communist, oh well, karma's a bitch, one bad bitch with a claymore" was one of the last things i remember Rick saying...<br />
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...he's been visiting my dreams lately, reminding me to tell my boy everything...<br />
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Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-12080993120571232092013-02-27T02:05:00.000-06:002013-02-27T02:11:01.147-06:00...missing "all day'ers", Reward if found......nuthin' new under the sun...everything old, is new again...<br />
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...sure miss those days of, "all day" fishin' trips(some lasting three...lol) i've been sneaking in an hour here, a few hours there, catching some pretty decent rainbows in the river,caught a couple small browns too, and crappies are starting to hit in the lakes/big ponds...sure miss the days, and availability of, "all day" shoots too, back in the day we could/would shoot damn near anywhere, back road river bridges were a favorite...drive twenty or so miles outa town, and have a dozen choices...driving four hours north outa detroit burbs, the conglomeration of lands we and family owned in up state michigan, saw hammers fall on hundreds of thousands of rounds...<br />
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...well at least the fish are biting...<br />
...the hammers are only falling on snap caps, just when i get practicing again some kneejerk politics shuts me down, prices and availability of ammo have me waiting contently for the panic to subside, or the revolution to begin, which ever...<br />
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...well at least the fish are biting...<br />
...chores and stores take up most of the time outside of the saltmine, so i do relish even those fleeting few hours of my church that is fishin' n shootin' when i can...i'm not an ingrate, i thank God often, and He winked at me through that 15 inch rainbow trout a couple days ago...but i sure miss the "all day'ers" with a passion...<br />
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...no sense tellin' ya to buy ammo, aint much around, and i really hope anyone who may be reading this hasn't been suckered by the huge price increases...having already purchased their firearms and/or ammo(at least some...right ! ) prior to january???<br />
...i can still tell ya to practice, practice, practice, dry firing is good(use those snap caps)...BB guns are good(and fun...and some KICK ASS)...save the .22's cuz there the hardest to find(debatable...but small quantity boxes only lately)<br />
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...and Thank God the fish are biting...GoodLuckGodBless Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13559414057439356066noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964504199083493036.post-60258936181898477752013-01-24T02:40:00.000-06:002013-01-24T02:53:56.267-06:00...ball shinian......hehehe, this is a true, albeit brief version of something that happened today...<br />
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...young dude comes up to the back of my truck, kindly helping load a purchase from his employer...lost in idle chatter(that i was blockin' out) he shins himself on my trailer hitch insert...badly...initially he was overly concerned about the grease stains(good black grease,nice and used) on his khakis(that aint never coming out), wondering aloud why my ball was so greasy(?)...i proceeded to tell him, cuz it gets used, then showed him a dozen examples in the parking lot around us, of trucks with their inserts in, ball dry/rusty/new chrome etc(visually identifiable of non use, wtf, use it or store it, my .02...)..."wow' never thought about it like that..." he said, i tells him not to worry 'bout the grease, he should be more concerned with the blood stains in the sock, and pooling in his shoe...<br />
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...hehehe, kids'll never learn...<br />
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anyway...i think i was like ten, when i learned the hard way, to watch out for hitches...lol, needless to say a good shin job burns its way into memories...<br />
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