By Angry Old American, Copyright March 22nd, 2020. All Rights Reserved.
CAUTION: This letter contains offensive language directed toward more than a few local knuckleheads. Angry Old American is a self-described unrepentant Hater who eschews Political Correctness. By continuing to subject your frail and sensitive eyes and mind to these materials you agree not to hunt down, torture and kill Angry Old American or sue the Publisher.
DANGER! Turn back while you still can.
“Mommy, why aren’t there any Bonker Bars and Whambisko Jimmies in the refrigerator?” Tears of disappointment roll down Little Mikey’s cheeks. Food comes from The Refrigerator, and if it isn’t there, then Mommy brings packages full of fresh Whambisko Jimmies and Bonker Bars to fill it back up.
“Well, my little Monkey Buns, it is a sad day. Mommy went to the store and couldn’t find a single package of your favorite brands of Monkey Chow.” Little Mikey had yet to attend school and it was time for him to learn the harsh realities of life.
Mikey’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock and disbelief “The Store?! You mean food comes from a place called The Store?!”
“Yes Little Mikey, it is true that food does not appear from the trunk of the car in bags. Mommie goes to the Store and has to buy them!”
What a dumb story. Of course food comes from The Store! Any idiot knows that all food comes from the Store. Every graduate from the Del Norte Unified School District was taught that food comes from the Store and even learned about food stamps and public assistance so they can purchase it!
A few folks who work at The Store know that food does not magically appear from behind the swinging doors in the back; it really comes from Truck Drivers.
Truck Drivers, being wise and worldly, well-traveled souls know even more about the story of food. They know that it comes from Wholesale Warehouses. Other Truck Drivers know that the Wholesale Warehouses get the food from Manufacturers and Packagers. Yet other Truck Drivers know that the Manufacturers and Packagers get the food from Producers!
What are Producers? Those are people who sow seeds, tend crops and harvest raw food that ultimately makes it’s way down the chain to Manufacturers and Packagers, Wholesale Warehouses, Stores, Trunks of Cars, and eventually into Refrigerators so Little Mikey can have his daily ration of Bonker Bars and Whambisko Jimmies. This process is collectively called The Supply Chain. This is a process that relates to Capitalism and subsequently has little perceived value in a county where a vast majority of people are either employed by government or are on some form of public assistance.
If this Supply Chain is broken or disrupted, as it is now, then the Monkey Chow that we all depend on does not magically appear. Those educated by the Del Norte Unified School District know that there is only one solution to items disappearing off store shelves; cry, bitch, protest and throw a tantrum because all educated adults know that food comes from The Store. If a child complains loudly enough and causes a disruption then an adult will give them what they want.
In the olden days, before people sold their independence for convenience, it was common for folks to grow a Home Garden. What is a Home Garden?
Home Gardens are places where a person can produce their own food. They sow seeds, tend crops, and harvest their own produce.
Afterward, these old crusty backward people would process and preserve their produce. Much of it was canned, fermented, pickled, dried or frozen. Some of it was even eaten raw. There might even be a few people who still practice these antiquated skills in your own community.
Our “Advanced” culture has become totally divorced from reality. Youngsters, including those old enough to be “Adults,” have chosen to rely totally upon the fragile Supply Chain. By sacrificing their independence for convenience they have become SLAVES!
I have nothing but contempt for self-imposed slavery in a society based on the United States Constitution and Bill of Rights. Children over the age of 21 are not remotely cute. Dependence is for drunks, druggies, whores, hustlers, gamblers, beggars, thieves, ne’er-do-wells, and miscreants. Voluntary dependence if for Low-Lives!
There is an important distinction between Voluntary Dependence and Involuntary Dependence. If a person has a choice of being dependent, then it is voluntary. Others who are disabled and either physically or mentally incapable of independent living are Involuntary Dependents. It is important for our culture to care for our elderly and disabled to the highest degree.
Freedom loving adults will choose Independence any day of the week. If they can do-it-themselves, then they do. They might settle for Co-Dependence in a pinch. Co-Dependence is when two or more people share labor or resources for their common good. A grower who has no land might share a portion of their crops in exchange for the use of another person’s land. However, the goal of all independent adults is to do for themselves.
Shortages at The Store are completely self-imposed by those who lack the common-sense, knowledge, ambition and work-ethic to do for themselves. As “Shortages” continue, there will be increasing panic and anger. Instead of replacing their lawns with Home Gardens, the average Del Norte Numbskull will display their true grit.”
“Mommie, I want my Bonker Bars and Whambisko Jimmies right now or I’m going to hold my breath, throw myself on the floor and beat my feet and fists on the ground til you do!”
Others will simply wait and lick their lips while responsible adults grow a Home Garden. Come harvest time they will demand their “Fair Share.” They might even demand that it be processed into Bonker Bars and Whambisko Jimmies. After all, they are just kids and everybody loves kids no matter if they are in their 20s, 30s, 40s, or 50s. We all know that kids must be taken care of.
They might petition their government to confiscate food to fill their fat little mouths. The government will be happy to do so. If people are independent and provide their own goods, then they don’t pay taxes on those goods. The goods are thus unregulated, which is government’s bread-and-butter. Best to keep the public as slaves with complete dependence on the State.
Time will tell if this prophesy holds true. From past experience, the young people of Crescent City and Del Norte County have less true grit than slippery pond scum. Their inaction will not be because of lack of knowledge or ability. Instead of planting marijuana seeds, they can simply switch to vegetable seeds. The problem will dwell with the concept of entitlement.
There is an old saying “When the going gets tough, the tough get-going.” What are you and your family planning to do?
God bless the Republic, or what is left of it.
It is time to wake up!
Respectfully,
Angry Old American
