Yes, yes, I’m still working on “In Praise of Men.” Getting closer all the time. But meanwhile, life and blogging go on, however haltingly. And the topic of most immediate urgency is getting ready for what could potentially be a nasty winter.
So Paratus, the holiday for preparedness, was in September (thank you, Commander Zero). But prepping is forever.
Winter preps are vital this year. Because it’s 2020. And if that’s not explanation enough, 2021 is looming and shows no signs of being better.
If the combined upcoming COVID-flu season is everything politicians and the media wish it to be — and even if it’s not — we may all end up locked in our rooms like errant kindergardeners for the duration. Even if our masters allow us to emerge, our lives in the outside world will likely remain seriously curtailed.
If incidents like this are what they appear to be (which is unproven at this point), then even we who got far, far, far out of Dodge aren’t safe from fascistic “antifascist” brutes. Better to be prepared than sorry.
If the election yields an even remotely close win for Trump, we can expect chaos that (among other things) will shut down more businesses, further disrupt supply lines, and create both shortages and deepening economic chaos.
If the election yields a win for
Biden Harris, we can expect … heaven knows what, but count on all of the above, plus an increased sense of entitlement on the left (and here you thought they couldn’t feel any more entitled), plus punitive taxes that put even more companies out of business.
If the weather lives up to 2020 standards, we’ll probably end up with sharknadoes in Alabama, simooms burying L.A., rains of toxic toads in Massachusetts, and polar bears strolling the streets of Kansas. The rural PNW, with a climate looking ever-more-benign by comparison, is already enduring rains of Californians, Seattleites, and Portlanders; we envy you who merely have to deal with aquatic carnivores spinning from the sky.
Because of all this, and because a dear friend is concerned enough about my well-being to offer substantial help, this fall has been busy with prepping here at Mo Saoirce Hermitage.
Here’s some of what I’ve been doing. How about you?
- Acquired a used cartop carrier from a neighbor. Loaded it with food, water, spare clothing, and other gear. I already had all this in the KIA, but this made room in the car and enabled me easy and organized access to those preps. Doublechecked everything, tossed outdated carry foods, and made lists of new carry foods (aided by a discussion on the Living Freedom Forums).
- Batteries. Power supplies. I ordered a fresh round of all the common household batteries, charged up the rechargeables, changed out the batteries in all my flashlights and smoke detectors, and charged up the emergency starters for the car. Had The Wandering Monk help me make sure my blessed Honda generator (thank you, dear friend) was ready to run. It is. It always is. But The Monk also showed me how I could better keep it running.
- Bought a couple new flashlights. The very, very cool flashlights and lanterns of just 10 years ago (many gifted to me by readers, knowing about my cool-flashlight jones) now seem like literally dim relics of a past. All hail the LED Era!
- Brought relevant ammo down from storage and cleaned and checked firearms. I hope and expect never to have to use them “domestically.” But … well, this is 2020.
- Made sure all my alternative heat sources are fueled up and working. Especially a big deal (dear friend) was getting my disused propane fireplace hooked up again to a good supply.
- Checked and upgraded gasoline supplies. Topped the KIA’s tank off with the oldest of the gas, treated in 2017 with Sta-Bil. I know, I know, I shouldn’t have kept gas that long. I’d have told you that myself. But … circumstances. In any case I can report that after almost exactly three years, it was still absolutely fine. But also I won’t let that happen again.
- Scored unusually excellent protection for my house windows (dear friend) in case of earthquake, severe storm, or attack by roving fascistic antifascists. Huge windows are the glory of this house and one of three reasons I bought Ye Olde Wreck. They’re also a liability. Some days, I think it might be wiser to have nothing but little slits in the walls, like a medieval castle.
- Reorganized my pantry and evaluated supplies as I went along. Concluded that my biggest need is for long-term bulk storage items like rice, beans, rolled oats, split peas, etc. Also need a place to store such large, bulky items, as the everyday pantry is maxed out. I’ll achieve that by removing the dishwasher that’s never worked and building shelves into its former spot. Soon.
Finally, although this doesn’t sound like a form of preparedness, I rearranged the house to create a small, pleasant area for myself — a corner to gather all the artistic/domestic/entertainment stuff that hasn’t had a happy home during 7+ years of construction chaos. And there I can nest and work and play as I wait out the chaos.
Being comfortable, as well as safe, in our little castles is a good thing.
So. That’s what’s happening here at Casa Claire. Are you making any extra or unusual preps this season? And (within the bounds of prudence and privacy, as always), do you care to share?