Prepping – Are you ready?

So there’s a lot going on right now. Politically speaking, here in America we’re preparing for the “no kings day” bullshit. There are the usual California summer riots (pick your flavor), though it should be noted they’re only taking up a tiny portion of Los Angeles despite what the media would like you to believe. There’s the other protests and riots about immigration. On top of that, you have people who are boycotting the Fourth of July because of the bad orange man, and are instead planning funerals or some such. Israel just bombed Iran, which could get dicey. Ireland is having its own violent protests about immigration. On and on.

The shit may not hit the fan this weekend. It might not do so this year. Hell, it’s entirely possible it may never happen. That’s my favorite option, though I don’t ever count on it. I plan for “it goes down today” and hope for “never happens and you’re left with food in the basement for any other kind of emergency.”

I’m not doing anything special to prep for tomorrow. I’m over at my partner’s place, and we’re going to sit quietly at home. We might go for a walk in the local forest, but that’s about it. There aren’t any things planned for either his area or mine (btw, this is one of the reasons why I still have friends on the Left… so I know where and when shit goes down), but we don’t want to chance it. Sunday we have to go out of town to pick up a wall tent for 18th century and medieval events, but we’re going from one small town to another small town, all in one state in which he has a carry permit for. While he’s nominally Left(ish), he’s hella 2A positive, and he’s also not afraid to drive over someone to protect me or us. So I feel relatively safe. I know he won’t slow down if people are doing stupid stuff on one of the side roads we have to drive on.

No, I don’t carry. There are reasons, but frankly it’s nunya*. I fully support 2A, and I pick partners who are both 2A positive, and like to carry on the regular. I arm myself in other ways. Also, frankly… having boobs helps. Don’t ask, just accept. Anyhow…

My house has food. If the worst happened and martial law was called for, we’d just stay home with the doors closed and our ears open. We have eyes outside the house, so we don’t need to go out to check on things. We’re well armed, well stocked, and there’s no reason to leave. If it got bad, my partner would join us here, because we’re just better prepared than he is. That would leave us in a very comfortable position regarding keeping zombies at bay.

In all likelihood, nothing would happen near me. We live in the middle of nowhere (on purpose), BECAUSE of stuff like this. As a youngster, I longed for the bustle of a city. Today, I just want those damn kids to stay off my goddamn lawn. I’m glad of that, because it’s safer here. Safer, not safe, though. I have to always keep that in mind. There are always quiet people local to you, even in the middle of nowhere, that could be agitators or rioters in the right situation. So we stay ready, and we remember that we’re only as safe as we’re prepared to be.

We’re pretty safe, though.

If you haven’t figured out a way to batten down your hatches, spend time tonight doing so. If you live in a suburban or urban area, or god forbid a big city like NYC or Boston, make sure you are READY for tomorrow. It might be a big nothing burger, in which case you can laugh at me on Monday and I’ll gladly accept chiding. On the other hand, it might be a big something, and I’d like to know you’re all as ready as you can be. Go pick up some rice and beans, and a few cans of tuna and spam. Grab some bottled water. Just in case. It’s summer, and none of it will go to waste. You can have a bbq on July 4th and use it all up, if that’s what you want. But go get some extras. NOW.

I hope you all have a very quiet weekend. I hope it contains nothing more than mowing the lawn, having some steaks on the bbq, and yelling at the kids to stop letting mosquitoes in the house.

*nunya – nunya biznez, aka none of your business.