dimanche 29 mars 2015

What Do You Carry In Your EDC?

I have my GHB in my vehicle, I also have a backpack full of stuff to take with me in case of tornados, Then I have what I call a vehicle carry bag is which is what I carry in my vehicle at all times, like a tent, tarps, sleeping bag, couple of blankets, etc, and swap out from summer to winter gear and vice versa.



But, I keep hearing about EDC's, every day carry bag. I guess it's a man's version of a purse? I'm just wondering what exactly is an EDC used for?



When I go some where I carry my gun on my hip, I have a wallet in my back pocket and I keep my keys on a key ring attached to a clip that I keep clipped to my belt loop.



I keep hearing about these EDC's. Trying to decide if it's something I really need.



So, enlighten me, what do y'all carry?





What Do You Carry In Your EDC?

4 Of The Most Famous Deserters In US Military History

Sgt. Bowe Bergdahl now faces charges of desertion and misbehavior before the enemy, and if he’s found guilty, he’ll join a list of U.S. military deserters throughout history that includes famous names such as Steve McQueen and Mark Twain.



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4 Of The Most Famous Deserters In US Military History

samedi 28 mars 2015

Gut check...

I just finished up my training for the year. We did a lot of shoot-house training. Some was live fire on paper target/ traps as we moved through. Some with cops playing the bad guys and using simunitions.



Bottom line, you weren't going to clear that house without getting shot. It didn't matter how tactically sound your technique was, the situation was just too dynamic and the defenders always had the advantage.



The lesson for me was...prepare to be shot if my adversary is determined to fight. Be determined to fight despite being shot. Body armor is great, but your arms are probably going to be shot. Bullet shields are nice, but heavy and it’s difficult to shoot when employing one. In TEOTWAWKI, I'll be doing recon by gunfire rather than entering a room.





Gut check...

24 Carrot Gold Cake

Put your money where your mouth is. :thumb:






And for those of you who might want to recover that gold, you can read this thread :rolleyes:



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24 Carrot Gold Cake

It is time to leave the US!!!

It is time to leave the US!!!



I am posting a thread that I know will be very controversial and I do hope that the moderators of this forum will permit it because it is the truth however unpleasant. I am addressing a threat that many in the survivalist or prepper movement simply did not consider as a factor when making the decision to be ready should “the end of the world as we know it” (TEOTWAWKI) occur.



I want to first take the time to address this community and express my admiration for your courage and single mindedness to be ready and survive the possibility of TEOTWAWKI. Many of you have had to deal with the ridicule of family and friends who would be the first ones to knock on your door for help when they discover that they are not ready for TEOTWAWKI. In reading many posts I want to tell the community to remove the words “if TEOTWAWKI happens” and change it to when, because it will definitely happen in 2015!!



There are many scenarios that can lead to TEOTWAWKI, a pandemic, sever weather, earthquakes, a financial collapse, a nuclear exchange and others, but what many never did envision was a government that was not only hostile but is bent on your death and destruction!!



TEOTWAWKI has already occurred in the legal arena when President Obama signed into law the National Defense Authorization Act (NDAA) in 2012. The NDAA as signed by Obama allows for the military to conduct secrete kidnapping, indefinite detention, interrogation, torture and execution of American citizens. Someone that the White house decides that they wish to remove from society will simply disappear!!



You may argue that this measure is to be used to deal with terrorists. Who will decide who are terrorists? (Open sources have confirmed that preppers are to be considered terrorists by the military!)



The NDAA abolishes the bill of rights, hey preppers that means you do not now have the right to bear arms!! This law is on the books and they will enforce it when they decide to do so.



"He that would make his own liberty secure must guard even his enemy from oppression; for if he violates this duty he establishes a precedent that will reach to himself."



~ Thomas Paine, A Dissertation on the First Principles of Government, 1795




What this means is that eventually the government will come for you. Although this is an important legal issue and foundational to society there are even more pressing issues that you must deal with and that is saving the lives of you and your family.



I want to present to you more information from open or public sources that will allow you to connect the dots by yourself. You can look up the Georgian Guide Stones and the first principle that is written states that they wish to reduce the world's population to 500,000,000 in harmony with the environment.



Ted Turner and others have stated that the world's population should be reduced to 300 million, this is roughly a reduction of 95% if we agree that the global population has reached 7 billion (according the US Census Bureau) Do you think that this reduction in the population is going to be voluntary?!?



This a public objective of the New World Order (NWO) or Ted Turner and his friends. The term NWO has fallen in use after a group of professional wrestlers decided to use it to promote their group. I will use NWO to describe what others call a global elite or the shadow government in the US. If you understand this policy objective then many issues in the US start to make sense.



It answers why individuals are not permitted to grow their own food on their own land, why people are not allowed to collect rain water on their own property and those who have were thrown into jail.



The signing of the National Defense Resources Preparedness executive order gives the Department of Homeland Security, the Department of Agriculture, the Department of Labor, the Department of Defense and other agencies complete control of all US resources.



As of March 16, 2012, your land, your food, your water and your abilities as a laborer are now a wholly owned subsidiary of the United States government at any time they choose to initiate the provisions of this order, which according to the order itself, can be during an emergency or a non-emergency.

This means that the emergency food that you have stockpiled to feed your family can be seized by the government to do with what they please and desire. They will take your food and allow you to starve because it is part of the plan!!



Let us consider these facts. If the US government was benevolent toward the population they would store food to feed the masses during a crisis and civil unrest due to food shortages. They would also have a replacement currency backed by gold to replace the current dollar when it will fail and allow the economy to stabilize.



What the government has done instead, is to order billion of rounds of ammunition (the military used only 70 million in one year during an active conflict in middle east). The government has built hundreds of FEMA camps all over the US (please do not argue with me that they do not exist). These are signs of a government that has a malicious or evil intent toward you just because you happen to live. They regard you as a useless consumer of precious commodities and a sincere statement that you will faithfully recycle will not grant you your freedom out of a FEMA camp. The NWO's agenda also makes clear why the police forces in the US have become militarized.



Many countries in the past have used concentration camps most notably the Nazi Government in Germany during World War 2, but other governments have also done this with the same tragic result in the end. What is essential and common to all these previous governments is the mind set or a belief that somehow society must undergo a dramatic social engineering change for the betterment of those who hold power. It is an unhappy fact that the greatest perpetrators of mass killings have not been individuals but governments, that held power over a population, with the desire to remake their society through force. They also would instill fear into the rest of the population to maintain power and control.



You may still say why leave the US? The NWO's plans are now too entrenched and established that any attempt politically to stop them is due to fail. There has also been a recent purge of the senior military officers that could have stopped this administration. Many have resigned and left the US already. Many senior government officials, including those in the intelligence and alphabet agencies has also left the US and have sought shelter in South America. Many senior bankers have also left their jobs and have entered secure bunkers to prepare for TEOTWAWKI. They know what is coming!!



It is an old adage that when you see the rats leaving the sinking ship it is time to enter the lifeboats. The good ship the American Dream is sinking and it is time to leave.



Prior to World War 2 many Jews saw the policies of Hitler and did not like them. This group of Jews (I will call the wise Jews) left Germany and resettled in other countries. They were not unpatriotic and many also returned to Germany after the Nazi government was militarily defeated. The foolish Jews ridiculed the wise ones and died in “FEMA Camps” in Germany. You will meet a similar fate if you choose to remain in the US!!



It is my understanding that the total collapse of the US dollar will be in the last quarter of 2015. Some time between September and Christmas of 2015 the US dollar will die!! This will trigger TEOTWAWKI, when the US dollar dies it will create a horrific domino effect. First the oil companies are paralyzed this then will collapse the transportation grid and this in turn means that the trucks will not resupply the local supermarkets. Food shortages and yes famine will result, this is how TEOTWAWKI will begin. Know that the collapse of the US dollar is by deliberate design and not gross mismanagement!!:mad::mad::mad:



I have no knowledge of any planned pandemics and can only speculate on my part. (I have heard rumors of something that might occur in May but I can not substantiate it and I do not know what it is) I will not reveal at this time my sources of information. Just understand this, these this sources have never, never been wrong before!!



According to the timing I have presented, it means that you should start NOW with the plans to leave the US. Do as the wise Jews did and sell your real estate(even at a less desirable price) and ship your container to the destination of your choice. There are many countries that will allow entry to a US citizen and also allow you your firearms. You have I believe until August of 2015 to resettle and establish your self in a new country.



Know that the US dollar will allow you now to leverage your assets to gain a decent standard of living. Even if you are economically challenged finding employment as an English teacher is preferable to remaining in the US. Remember to convert your US dollars into hard assets or gold and silver and be able to live independently.



It is also my advice that you do not chose Canada or Mexico due to the close proximity to the US.



To those who will stay. Know that the alphabet agencies have you on a list. They know more about you than they should and they do abuse this information regularly. Many preppers have reasonably armed themselves because during a breakdown of society they wish to protect their family and possessions from looters and other thieves. You simply will not match the firepower that the government can bring against you when they so decide. They likely know how many #10 cans of Mountain House you have purchased and they will come and visit you.



Please do not play the patriot card with me by questioning my motives. I simply wish to save as many of your lives as possible. If you choose to stay and fight, they will pick you off in piecemeal fashion. There is no alternative national leader to rally around. In most militia groups, government agents have come and infiltrated them. This is something that you can verify by open sources. We are past the point of no return and I know that this truth breaks the heart of true American patriots. :mad:



We are facing a government that will transition into a totalitarian state with the desire to literally kill most of the citizens because they think that this will be better for the environment and the betterment of all mankind. None of us ever really envisioned this scenario and we are not prepared to survive this one. Please leave the US without delay.





It is time to leave the US!!!

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vendredi 27 mars 2015

Announcement Box

Just wanted to point out the contest in the announcement box has expired.





Announcement Box

Can you buy guns online?

I do understand for certain sweepstakes and contests where guns are a part of a giveaway you need to have the address ready for it to be shipped to an FFL dealer.



Is it legal for people to sell guns online if the same scenario is set up?



Does anyone have any particular recommendation for glocks? I'm looking for a 3rd gen 9mm and 40.



Thanks for any help.





Can you buy guns online?

jeudi 26 mars 2015

Global warming could drive women into sex slavery

What the ......???



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Global warming could drive women into sex slavery

mercredi 25 mars 2015

I may be a fatalist but.....

I predict within 50 years this country will be a socialistic gunless European country. Don't get me wrong. I'm old and had a good life and still willing to fight to the death to protect our Constitution, freedoms and liberties.



But this younger generation just flat don't give a ****. If it ain't on their smart phone it ain't happening. I've watched news commentators visit college campuses and ask questions. It's flat scary.



"How many stars on the flag over there?" (American Flag) "UH, it's too far away to count".



"Who did we fight in the Revolutionary War?" "UH, Vietnam"



I ain't kidding. These are college kids and seems they would slit their own throats before offending anyone.



I hope they enjoy their "new" country. Thank God I will be long gone.



My remedy.......re-institute the draft. Better yet, mandatory service between high school and college and learn what it took to make this country FREE!!





I may be a fatalist but.....

This one one UGLY woman, man, alien!

I am not sure what this is, but it sure is NASTY!



What do you think this is?



Woman - very unlikely

Alien - Possible

Man - Extremely possible

Monkey - ???

Some one named Latisha who forgot her weave?





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This one one UGLY woman, man, alien!

Looking for a reliable contact

Hi, everyone! My name is Samuel and I'm working on a book about a dystopian future after an EMP strike. I don't expect it will ever be known or published beyond self-publishing, but it's important to me because it's mine :) anyway, I have done a lot of research to help me but I'm looking for a few reliable contacts to answer other questions I have. There seem to be some incredibly knowledgable people in this forum so I feel optimistic you can help me! I will absolutely give credit to anyone who gives me information use (user name or real name, whichever you prefer) in my acknowledgments. Thank you for your consideration!

-Samuel





Looking for a reliable contact

Looking for a warehouse.

A buddy of mine is looking for a warehouse to rent in the orlando/sanford/leesburg area. He found one in winter springs but it didn't work out. It needs to have a natural gas hook up. Thanks in advance for any help.





Looking for a warehouse.

Interesting little lanterns, what do you guys think?

I came a cross these little dynamo lantern/flashlight/charger things. Does anyone have any experience with them? They seem pretty handy.







The Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse - An Original Short

I've been working on the elements for a longer story in my head and I wanted to flesh out a short story to get into the groove of the setting and the feel for the characters. I also thought I'd try multiple first person POV. This is what came out, not cleaned up or anything. "Lene" is pronounced like Lena.



It is a sci-fi/fantasy Viking story. Sounds dumb as hell when I see that in print, LOL.



Its not PAW, sorry!



Anybody like Vikings?



The Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse





Lene





“What’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?” It wasn’t exactly what he said, but it was the modern equivalent. He looked down at me like a hungry dog, his eyes lingering on my chest.



He was a big man. He had survived many battles, and killed many men. His bearded face was rough and scarred, and I could smell his foulness, despite the ocean wind.



I looked up at the brute and, smiling, I spoke in the old Norse tongue: “If I told you why I was here, you would **** your breeches in fear.”



He laughed and lifted a thick hand as if to grab my breast. I smacked it away and he reached again. I flattened my hand and jabbed my extended fingers into the soft part of his throat just below the Adam’s apple. Choking, he bent over and gasped for air.



I turned and made my way to the steer-board side of the longboat, where Brand and Gunnar had been talking. They were watching me now, and Gunnar was scowling.



“You should have killed him, Lene.”



“Why? It wasn’t a big deal. And he learned his lesson.”



Brand glanced at him. “She’s right. We’ll need Leidolf’s skill later.”



The three of us stood at the gunwale, watching the sun sink into the horizon as the Gulf of Riga slid by beneath us. The sail was up and full, but tomorrow the oars would be out.



Brand pulled out a cigarette and I rolled my eyes. Ignoring me, he flicked his fingernail at the tip of the cigarette and it suddenly glowed with an orange fire.



I wasn’t the only one to notice Brand’s little trick. The helmsman stared as Brand took a drag. Who knew what he was thinking?



“You should be careful. Tobacco doesn’t exist in Europe in this century.”



“What? Why?” He looked to his right, saw the man watching him and blew smoke. It was flung away by the wind. The helmsman’s eyes grew wide and Brand turned his face to the sky and laughed.



He said, “Wait till we make landfall; I’ll show him how to blow smoke rings!”



Gunnar snorted and I laughed. Brand was right. The natives would eventually learn that the three of us were not as we seemed.






The next morning we reached the mouth of the Daugava River. The sail was put away and the oars brought out. Gunnar and I each took an oar, along with eighteen warriors, and we pulled our way upstream. The work was hard but it felt good, and I had no trouble keeping up with the men. Even without using any tech I was stronger than most of them.



There were twenty-three warriors in all, counting the jarl. I was the only woman.



The longboat had twelve oars on each side, but four of the oars were stored away. Three warriors stood behind me in the prow, watching the shores and the river. The lookouts would take turns with the rowers, so at any given time three warriors were on break.



We passed a few fishing boats, but the crew members didn’t seem to fear us and a few of them actually waved. I knew that the village of Riga was upstream a short distance and I was looking forward to seeing the sights.



As I rowed, I glanced across at Gunnar. He effortlessly pulled the oars with his thick arms. Built like a bull, he would have made a fine Right Tackle in a different age. He caught me watching and I batted my eyelashes like a schoolgirl. He laughed.



Brand was aft, speaking with jarl Bodolf. Plotting and planning, no doubt.



Bodolf may have been the captain, but he worked for us. Brand spoke for the three of us, and I trusted him. I’d known him since I was seven years old, and I’d known Gunner since I was even younger.



In Riga, Bodolf would hire a guide to help us get upriver to the village of Podol. From there we would make our way to our real destination. And we weren’t looking for riches or pillaging.




The three of us walked the streets of Riga, taking in the sights and sounds. We had suited up before we left the boat; Gunnar and Brand wore their chain shirts and I wore my boiled leathers. We carried round wooden shields but our swords were slung over our backs. As was my custom, I wore a short ax at my side.



As we strolled the dirt paths of the market area, Gunnar’s head and shoulders towered above the sea of people, and he got a lot of double-takes. He parted the sea of people like a prow cutting waves.



I said, “I suppose they aren’t used to giant bull gorillas walking around town.”



Gunnar smiled and shrugged.



Brand was wary, watching everything and everyone. Judging by their appearance, the people of Riga seemed to be from everywhere in the world.



We found a place to eat. The only thing on the menu was seafood, but after weeks of dried mutton on the ship, fresh fish was nice. No shellfish for me, though. Yuck.



On our back to the ship we got separated. I had dropped back at a merchant’s stall to look at a necklace with an odd talisman, and when I looked up Gunnar and Brand were gone, lost into the crowd.



I dropped the necklace and rushed out into the street, and ran headlong into Leidolf. Or I should say, Leidolf’s shield. He had purposely stepped out in front of me, and I hadn’t been paying attention. As I crashed into the big warrior, he had pushed out with his shield. I pretended as if it had nearly knocked me over backwards.



The move gave me some distance between the two of us. Three meters away, he stood his ground and glared at me. I saw that he had two evil looking companions from the ship; one on either side. They were drawing their swords. And smiling.



As if by magic, the pressing mass of people around us dissipated and the four of us were alone in the dusty street. The crowd formed a circle around us ten meters away.



I looked up to the quiet sky and sighed. It was High Noon in the ninth century.



Leidolf stared at me in fury. I supposed he was the type to hold a grudge. He was going to try to kill me, and I couldn’t see a peaceful way out of the situation.



I tried anyway. “Look, I’m sorry I embarrassed you back on the boat. How about we go drink some ale and forget about it?” I waved my drinking horn at him for emphasis.



In answer, he reached up and pulled the sword from his back with a move so fast that it surprised me. I would never have thought such a big man could move like that.



So this is how its going to be?



I glanced to my rear to be sure Leidolf didn’t have any other friends on my six. When I turned back to Leidolf and his cohort, I saw something that made me feel much better.



At the edge of the crowd and out of Leidolf’s field of vision were Brand and Gunnar. They watched, but the weren’t getting involved.



I smiled. Without moving my eyes from Leidolf, I lowered my shield and lifted the sword belt over my head and dropped it to the side. Leidolf watched me warily as I pulled the short ax from my belt. I shifted my stance so that my left leg was forward, hips to the side, the ax in my right hand behind me and held low.



I concentrated on the spot behind my left ear, where the augmentation chip was located. I called to the chip and gave orders. It complied, spurting adrenalin other chemicals into my veins.



The first thing I noticed was that my vision became impossibly clear. A bead of sweat fell from Leidolf’s nose and as it fell, I saw through it, to an upside-down version of Leidolf. A fly buzzed about his shoulder and I counted the flaps of its wings and heard the scraping of its leg-tips as it landed.



I looked to my left and right and the world was frozen in time. Gunnar and Brand watched, relaxed. Brand had actually crossed his arms, as if he were bored.



Smiling, I extended my left hand toward Leidolf and wiggled my fingers in a “come and get me” gesture, like Bruce Lee used to do. Would do in the future. Whatever.



Leidolf stared, confused. So I laughed, and that did it.



Furious, he charged me, swinging both the shield and the sword in multiple, seemingly wild strikes. Contrary to people’s opinion, a viking shield is as much a weapon as a means of defense, and Leidolf knew what he was doing.



I dodged his attacks without effort, as if I was evading a blind-and-deaf man, barely moving, yet never being in the path of a blow. I moved slowly, taking my time with each step, but I was certain that to Leidolf and his friends I was nothing but a blur.



Finally, after Leidolf missed with yet another combination shield/sword attack, I reached in. I stepped back and held up my prize for Leidolf to see: his beard dangled from my hand.



Astounded, he reached up to his chin with his shield hand, grasping at stubble. I had thought the trick might cause him to back off, but instead, he roared. I watched as all three of them beat their shields with their swords and prepared to charge me.



I looked beyond them to my friends. Gunnar moved as if to step forward and I knew he was calling his augmentation chip. Brand put an arm on his shoulder and said nothing. After a moment, Brand gave me a barely perceptible nod.



This is it. No more games.







Gunnar



Brand and I watched as Lene stood alone against the three warriors. Impossibly, she had reached in during Leidolf’s attack and snipped off his beard, of all the crazy things…



I don’t know what the hell she was thinking, but I was pretty sure she couldn’t take on all three of those bruisers at the same time.



I called to my augmentation chip. But Brand put his hand on my shoulder and shook his head. I almost shrugged him off and went in anyway, but something in his eyes told me I’d better wait.



I turned to watch just as Leidolf roared. Lene was in her goofy kung-fu stance, waiting. The three bruisers circled her and charged in, swords and shields swinging away.



And, just like that, Lene disappeared. Not “disappeared” in such a way that I couldn’t see her because they piled on. I mean she disappeared out of existence. One second she was there; then she was gone.



I felt my jaw drop open and Brand stiffened his grip on my shoulder.



Then Leidolf dropped to the dirt like a felled tree, blood spurting out of the vicinity of his neck. The other two bruisers looked around, confused.



I felt a tap on my other shoulder and I turned around. And there was Lene, with a big goofy grin on her face.



“Close your mouth, ya big ape, before you catch a fly!”






Brand





Suddenly, Lene was behind us. I hadn’t known she could move that fast. Faster than normal human vision can follow.



I suddenly felt better about the whole mission. If Lene could move like that, then who knew what Gunnar was capable of? And where we were going, we needed all the help we could get. I pulled out a cigarette.



“Well,” I said. They both looked at me expectantly.



“Who wants to go have a drink?”



END






The Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse - An Original Short

mardi 24 mars 2015

260 rds. .223 (5.56x45mm) 62 Grain FMJ SS109 Bullet - $99.74 (Free S/H over $49)






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How Long Do You Think Before My 100 Gallons Are Gone?

Well, this is it. The stars did not align, and I could not afford my water bill, nor the new refrigerator.



I live in an RV, and I will have 100 gallons on-board before they turn my water OFF at 1300 tomorrow.



I did shower today.



Normal laundry will be done at my sisters place, about 10 miles away.



Since the fridge is also dead, I'm thinking of going once a day for the frozen section at the WallyWorld.



Going to be sorta gross, but the toilet is NOT going to be flushed with anything other then PEE; and this might be a big ugly in the ratio of fluids to solids.



This upcoming couple of weeks is going to be very interesting for me.



Hope you could handle the same situation.:thumb:





How Long Do You Think Before My 100 Gallons Are Gone?

lundi 16 mars 2015

Bulldog 43" or 47" Double Rifle Case with Range Bag - $26.99 + Free S/H over $49






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Happy Saint Patrick's Day you hooligans!





Saint Patrick's Day, or the Feast of Saint Patrick (Irish: Lá Fhéile Pádraig, "the Day of the Festival of Patrick"), is a cultural and religious celebration held on 17 March, the traditional death date of Saint Patrick (c. AD 385–461), the foremost patron saint of Ireland.




































Happy Saint Patrick's Day you hooligans!