Posted on 07/21/2011 12:33:22 PM PDT by Kaslin
Your lids will run out. Learn to dehydrate using the sun. Also, try smoking your meats after you brine them. They'll last longer, and the smoking keeps the insects out.
I live in the middle of "The Big Nothing". Town population is about 600. We still own farms and the means of maintaining the equipment. There are a lot of wild hogs, turkey and deer. It could still be done here.
We normally have a fair number of cattle, but the drought is so bad now that most everyone are selling out their cattle. It will be a long time before the herds are rebuilt.
Most places are not like this. Lets all pray that self sufficiency is not needed soon.
All four of my grandparents did and not one of them came out of it a whiny Democrat with a Victim Card. None of them had money to carry them through it either they worked at whatever job they could get. If I can't survive a depression the same way they did then the herd will have been properly thinned.
That’s my point. Unless you’re making your own black powder and casting musket balls from ingots, you won’t be going to the store to renew stocks of shells & primers. Modern .308, 9mm, .45, etc. rounds won’t be practical in “tomorrow’s world” save only for having piles of it stashed - and if you’re going to stash piles of it, may as well get it pre-assembled; you won’t be making any reloading components from ingots.
Free men need not ask permission. If it gets that bad, none of the licensing will mean anything.
FUBO!
For survival hunting, a firearm is only useful for self defense. It announces to everyone within 2 miles where you are and what you are doing.
Snares, traps, sling shots and bow & arrow are the proper tools for survival work. Now would be a good time to learn how these gadgets work.
Many scoff at the bow and arrow as not being as effective as a gun. The bow will bring down most game as fast or faster than a rifle, and not tell the world where you are when you do it.
Although it is nice to have a hatchet and saw, all that is needed to butcher a deer is a good pocket knife. The same principles apply when butchering most game, it is just the pieces are bigger on a deer than on a squirrel. Birds are best handled by just breasting them if smaller than a chicken.
I often say there is no hunger in America when you have dead deer on the side of the road. If folks here were hungry, there would be fist fights over the road kill while it was still kicking (and yes, I pick up deer when I see them meet their demise to a Silverado or such).
Ping!
Actually, it’s choot-em! :^)
Bartering can’t be controlled. Friends helping friends by exchanging skills for....whatever. No permit needed. Even if bartering is outlawed, they couldn’t control when friends and neighbors visit one another. Just be sure you know who your true friends are BEFORE the crash comes down and spies are everywhere.
>>The police even go after little kids who try to make some extra money selling lemonade and tell them they need a permit
The most recent story like that I’ve seen was from a little bitty town in the middle of nowhere off of I-95 here in GA between Savannah and Brunswick. I found it quite disheartening that such idiocy had reached a place like that. It’s the kind of thing you expect to hear from a DC suburb on the Maryland side, not in rural GA. I hope they demote or even fire the police chief over it.
The LAST place you want to be when the starving masses start fleeing the cities is anywhere near a major outflow artery, such as an interstate, or a divided highway."
The government-dependent won't flee. That much was made very clear in the New Orleans example that you used. Too lazy ... too ignorant ... maybe both, I don't know. But they will be on their roofs or on a bridge, they won't be flowing anywhere. Some will use the last energy they have to steal some crap that they have no use for once breakdown occurs.
I think the best place to be in the event of economic collapse is the small towns of America. We already have a local network of trusted contacts that are themselves interconnected with surrounding small towns.
Not if you plan. Tractor Supply and WalMart both put canning supplies on clearance every year around October. I couldn't possibly count the boxes of lids that I have squirreled away.
Thanks for both tips!
Many rural folks have a junker or two around. If not, there is usually a local salvage yard. Pack the ramps with junkers and and light 'em up or pull the wheels off. (burned out cars make lousy shelter and may act as a deterrent).
Put up a big sign that says "Epidemic in town no doctor". At least you might get someone with a useful skill, and most others would be deterred.
Small towns will have to band together.
There’s also Tattler’s reusable canning lids.
Our DIL that lives in Texas chirped that if everything went bad, they were coming to our house. I looked at her and without missing a beat, gently said "that is not a plan". She innocently asked what I meant and I told her that my stores and my skills were going to take care of us, and that while we would never turn our backs on any of the kids or grandkids, relying on what we've done to prepare was not a viable plan for them.
I think it set her and the oldest son to thinking about things that had never before entered their minds.
Kerosene, coffee and sugar was acquired by my grandparents by trading eggs for them with the mobile peddler who came around once a week. If things go south, a good “business” for city folks would be a peddler who goes out into the farmland and brings the bartered produce back to town and peddles it to suppliers of other goods to take back out to the farmland. The peddler has the option of taking eggs for coffee and sell the eggs for more than the coffee cost him, or he can trade the eggs with a grocer for coffee. There are all sorts of ways to get what you need if you have common sense and good ideas. BTW. I loved the peddler. We would watch for him on his “days” and would run down the lane to meet him while grandmother gathered her bartering products. He would always throw in a peppermint stick for each one of us into the bargain. I used to think that I would love to be that peddler who got to drive a big truck stocked with shelves full of staples like cofee, tea, sugar, baking power/soda, salt, pepper, spices, and candy for all the children. I never felt poor, but blessed with so much bounty when I spent summers at grandparents farm. At home, things were not so good. We lived on my father’s teacher salary of $300 a year (yes, a year).
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