Friday, June 19, 2015
"Those Whom the Gods would Destroy, They first make Mad." Euripides didn't say it but he should have.
I went into town today. This is the tourist season, which will run madly through the first week of August, die off, and then come roaring back for the month of October. No sane person goes into town during tourist season.
I did, though. I had some business to take care of at the post office and the court house.
I got to the court house and started to go on in. There was a huge sign on the steps that said no firearms were allowed in the building. Even with a concealed carry permit, you can't bring a pistol into the court house. Everybody knows this. I wondered why they felt like they needed a sign.
When I went inside, what used to be an entry room was now filled with metal detectors like you see at the airport. There was a Sheriff's Deputy there. He told me to go through the detector. I did. It went off.
I was wearing cargo pants. I had to empty all my pockets. I went through, it went off again.
Turns out I had my cell phone in my shirt pocket and the machine didn't like that. What nonsense, you can't even walk in the court house anymore without it being a big federal case. Bureaucracy, layer upon layer, until the level reaches such a height it just suffocates you. What does all that equipment cost, and why are we paying a deputy to stand in the door way all day? Who or what are they afraid of?
Then I went to McDonald's for lunch. There was nowhere to park. I didn't see any local plates. I didn't even see any Georgia plates. Everybody was from Florida. I could have told you that without looking at the cars. Here, people wear drab clothes. Men wear jeans and work shirts, or khaki cotton work clothes. Women wear jeans, slacks or skirts, in white , black , brown, or tan, that kind of thing. But these people looked like a peacock party gone berserk. Every shade of the rainbow, men and women both. Bermuda shorts and Jerusalem Cruisers for all. Lots of jewelry, on both genders. Guys my age and older with diamond studs in their ears and gold chains around their necks big enough to make a black rapper green with envy. If I hadn't known they were from Florida I'd have thought there'd been a mass breakout from an insane asylum.
Because everyone had to wait til they actually got to the counter to think about what they wanted, it was a long wait. I saw several of them help back things up worse by deciding they had waited long enough and demanding their money back. One woman took 23 minutes at one register because she wouldn't take cash back, she wanted her "refund" for $3.23 credited to her card. No one at McDonalds had a clue how to do that.
To top it off, inside the McDonalds there were hundreds and hundreds of flies. I have never seen anything like it. They were on the inside of the big plate glass windows, walking around. They were all over the counter and the tables, and the people. I thought I was back in Turkey there for awhile.
Tried to go to the grocery store, but I just gave it up as a lost cause. It was like a scene from South Park's "Grey Dawn." Every senior within a 100 mile radius was in there, no chance of getting near a register or even going through the isles. One lady decided to run her buggy in front of me at the magazine rack and managed to smack into my knee with it. Didn't phase her any.
I should have stayed home......
Some new magazines have come out in the last few weeks. Usually, there's one or two articles that I can actually use. Then there will be some that I read but don't get much out of.
The equipment reviews are fine, especially electronic gear and vehicles. I love to read those, even if I can't afford to buy any of the things I am reading about.
Clearly some people can though, since the magazines continue to do the equipment reviews and other blogs tend to talk more about the gear illustrated than I do.
I'm not sure why an article on debt collection is in a survival magazine, unless perhaps people are overspending on supplies and equipment. Nor are too many likely to have to put a light aircraft down on the freeway, but it was an interesting article. Home invasions are a timely topic, since they are growing in number and have been much in the news of late.
This is another new survival magazine. It's quarterly, published by the same people who do American Survival Guide.
This magazine, obviously, is oriented towards GOOD ( getting out of Dodge.) I just picked up a copy today during my abortive trip to town, and have only thumbed through it as of yet. It has some great reviews of purpose built BOV (bug out vehicles) that I doubt any of us could afford, but they sure are beautiful.
There are also general survival articles oriented towards the non motorhead crowd. The magazine runs $9.00 plus tax, so it isn't cheap. I don't think there are any cheap magazines anymore these days.
The new Backwoods Home has some good information on dehydrating food. I have been reading several blogs that talk about dehydrating all sorts of things. All I ever make is beef jerky, but after talking with these bloggers and reading a few articles, I am thinking about trying some fruit dehydration. Another good way to store for the long term without spending a fortune.
I plan to spend tonight reading and listening to short wave. Another day, another dollar. Rhetorically speaking, anyway.