Monday, March 30, 2015

Volume One Number Thirteen

Traber Team (ca 1930)
painting by
Ernst Ludwig Kirchner

Ernst Ludwig Kirchnerwas born in 1880. He was born into a Prussian family and his mother was a descendant of the Huguenots, a radical religious group. In 1901, He entered school to study architecture.

In 1905, Mr. Kirchnerwas and several other artists founded the artists group Die Brücke. The group's goal was to avoid the traditional style and find a new method of artistic expression, to act as a bridge between the old and new.

Like most radicals, Kirchnerwas challenged social conventions with casual sex and frequent nudity, at his studio.

In late 1914, Ernst Kirchnerwas volunteered for military service. While training, he suffered a mental breakdown. After being admitted to a mental facility, he was diagnosed as being addicted to barbiturates and alcohol.

In and out of sanitariums (mental facilities) for the next few years, Ernst Kirchnerwas' reputation grew.

In the early 30s, as the Nazis came to power, Mr. Kirchnerwas was unable to sell his work. Some of his painting were shown in the Nazis' Degenerate Art Exhibition, in 1937.

In June 1938, Ernst Ludwig Kirchnerwas completed suicide.

It's tough debating with a Libertarian. You bring up abortion and how it kills cute, little, innocent babies. They look at you and say 'Abortion is a medical procedure. It is a private matter between a doctor and a woman. So, ... the government has no right to regulate it' Then they look at you like your stupid.

Same for military intervention. You bring up how some government group is oppressing another group (say, Shea vs. Sunni) in a foreign country. Again they look at you and say 'This conflict doesn't involve these United States. So, ... the government doesn't need to help either group." Giving you that quirky smile parents give their children when the children have said something asinine.

Then they continue "If you would like to donate money to help one group or actively go there and fight, that would be acceptable with me."

But, ... You continue with Afghanistan and how they harbored terrorists that attacked our country.

Again, a Libertarian looks at you and says 'A group of people attacked our country, not Afghanistan. This group used an airplane full of people that our government had disarmed, so the passengers couldn't effectively resist.'

Next, you bring up how social security, medicaid, and all the other welfare programs have helped individuals and families.

Looking at you like a barely functional human, the Libertarian questions you 'What right do you, the government, have to take my money and my property from my family to give to another family? Why should my family and I be impoverished because of another person's actions? What happens if the amount you steal from me isn't enough? Is there a limit to how much another group can demand from me and my family?' then usually they walk away wondering how dumb you really are.

Things You May Want to Think About

You're Saying It Wrong
There are many hazards to buying a retreat in a different state or country. One of these hazards is your family will sound different from the locals.

It's Rigged
Along with being a Ponzi scheme, stock markets are rigged for ... but, not for your family.

Clumping vs. Non-Clumping
It's hard to believe the difference between a safe nuclear waste storage facility and an unsafe nuclear waste storage facility was the use of ... cat litter.


"Burn the land. Boil the sea"

"Pity the poor Iranian people, living in a Kafkaesque nightmare"

"If you really support free markets ... then you're going to find yourself opposing Big Business"

"We think you're a whale of a network, ... and that we have been chasing you our whole lives and just can't kill you"

That's Just the Way it Was

Wisconsin (ca 1943 and 1939)

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Friday's Thoughts and Other Stuff, on a Saturday (The Fallacy of Patriots: Surviving the Coming Collapse)

Dear Preppers and Survivalists,

photograph by
Michael D. Beckwith

Last week, I started a short series of stories based on a popular prepper book. Here is another one.

"Lawyers, Guns, and Money"

As Matt Keane continued his soliloquy about federal laws, the two special agents looked at one another.

"Damn, he knows some shit!" the younger agent noted.

Smiling "Yeah, ... But, he made a mistake. In all those cases, someone was arrested first." the older agent replied.

When Matt was finished talking, both agents left to complete their coordination with the local law enforcement.

30 Minutes Later
"Remember, no drawn guns, The Keanes are basically misguided 'good' guys. They should be cooperative once we have them."

Smiling, "That's right. Plus, me and my partner will be the ones making the arrest, so we will be the ones getting shot." the younger reminded everyone.

A Few Hours Later
As Matt and Chase left the gun show; a slightly built older gentleman with a younger man beside him, approached the two brothers.

In a mild southern accent "Excuse me gentlemen, I noticed y'all were selling an AR-15 back there. I was wondering if y'all would be interested in selling it?" the older man asked.

Suspicious, Matt replied, "Maybe. Why do you ask?"

"I heard what you said back there, and I'm like you. I don't think the federales should know whether  we have protection or not. You know what I mean."

Brightening, Matt replied, "Yeah, I totally agree."

"So how much do you want?" the younger man asked.

"$1,100 cash"

As the two strangers looked at each other, the younger one started to haggle.

"How about $900?"

"$1,100" replied Chase

"How about $1,000 and five magazines?" the younger one replied back.

Matt sighed then said "Magazines are going for $20 a piece. There is no way. So, ... Unless you have a better offer, no deal!"

"O.K., O.K., How about 10 magazines and the rifle for $1,250?" the younger stranger offered.

The two brothers looked at each other then nodded their heads in agreement.

"But, may we have 'new' magazines in the wrapper?" the older man asked as the younger man pulled out a wad of cash and started counting hundred dollar bills.

"Sure, let me put these guns away, and I'll get you the best ones we have." as Chase Keane walked around to the van's side door, the old man followed.

As he placed the guns under a blanket, Chase looked up and heard the younger agent say, "Matthew Keane, you're under arrest!" as he flipped his wallet up displaying a badge from the BATFE.

Then Chase heard, "Son, I would suggest you don't do anything stupid. So, ... just back out of the van with empty hands, O.K.?"

Having faith in his brother, Chase Keane replied, "Sure. Am I also under arrest? as he backed out of the van.

The older agent replied, "Yes" then firmly maneuvered Chase's arms behind him and cuffed Chase's hands behind his back.

City of Charlotte Police Interrogation Room
Against local policy, the two brothers sat side by side as the federal agent interrogated them.

"Before we begin, please listen carefully." the younger agent said then started reading from a card.

"You have the right to remain silent and the right refuse to answer questions. Do you understand?"

Both brothers nodded their heads

"Anything you do say may be used against you in a court of law. Do you understand?"

Again, the brothers nodded their heads.

"You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future. Do you understand?"

A third time, the brothers nodded their heads.

"If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish. Do you understand?"

A fourth time the brothers nodded their head

"If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present you will still have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to an attorney. Do you understand?"

For the last time, the two brothers nodded their heads.

"Knowing and understanding your rights as I have explained them to you, are you willing to answer my questions without an attorney present?"

After looking at each other, Matt Keane replied, "No! And we want a lawyer."

A few seconds later, there was a slight knock on the door and in walked a young woman with a briefcase.

"Hello, gentleman. My name is Stacy O'Brien. I'm from the Office of the Federal Public Defender. I am here to represent you."

"That was pretty fast." Chase said.

The interrogator replied, "We figured you would want a  lawyer, so we had a federal judge assign you one."

"What happens if you don't want you Ms. O'Brien?" Matt asked

"It's very simple. You will be arraigned tomorrow morning. Your bond will be set at about $1,000,000, and you will sit in a federal jail until a new public defender can be found, in about a month." the interrogator observed.

"I wasn't asking you? I was asking Ms. O'Brien."

"I hate to say it, but that is about the way it will go."

The brothers looked at each other and Matt said "O.K., for now."

Walking around the table Ms. Stacy O'Brien dismissed the interrogator with a wave of her hand.

"What are they charging us with?" Matt asked

"Well, you gentlemen are facing several difficulties. First are the various firearms charges. It seems you have broken several federal laws dealing with transportation of firearms across state lines, failure to have the proper licences to sale firearms, and ... But, you already know that"

"We haven't broken any laws. They don't apply to us, and ..."

Raising her hand, the lawyer stopped Matt and said "It doesn't matter whether they apply to you or not. You have been charged and that alone will keep us tied up for months. But, there is more.

It seems, you both are also charged with tax evasion, failure to file an income tax return for over five years, failure to collect sales tax, and a host of other financial crimes."

"Those laws don't apply to us!" Matt explained.

"Like I said, It doesn't matter; you have been charged with these crimes. Now we have to figure out how to get you out of here"

"We could ..."

United States District Court for the Western District of North Carolina
One month later, the two brothers and a host of onlookers stood as Judge Gail Jackson walked into her court room and sat in her chair.

"I understand you and the government have reached an agreement?"

"Yes, ma'am. We have" Chase and Matt Keane replied simultaneously

"I also understand that you and the defendants believe there is a Constitutional issue in this case?"

"Yes, ma'am. We do" Ms Stacy O'Brien replied

"Then you are ready?"

"Yes, ma'am. We are." Both brothers said as they arose to stand side by side.

"Matthew Keane and Chase Keane, I find you guilty of transporting firearms across state lines with the intent to sell these firearms for commercial purposes. I find you, Matthew Keane guilty of failing to obtain a federal firearms license to sale firearms commercially, as per your agreement with the federal prosecutor.

Because of this same agreement, I sentence Chase Keane to 18 months imprisonment and Matthew Keane to 36 months of imprisonment at the low security federal prison at FCI Butner, in North Carolina.

Also, per your agreement, I instruct the Federal Bureau of Prisons to house both brothers in the same unit."

With that the court room's bailiff announced "All Rise for her honorable justice Gail Jackson." as the judge stood and left the court room.

"What's next?" Chase asked

"We're going to have a few minutes then you will be taken to the holding cells and transported to FCI Butner." the assistant lawyer replied.

"No, not that. When are we going to appeal our sentence?"

"It's already happening." Ms O'Brien replied

Federal Correctional Institution Butner (Low)
"You two want to get outside for some fresh air?" one of the Correctional Officers asked.

"Yes, sir!" both brother exclaimed

"Head over in the direction of SO Butler." the officer pointed across the day room.

Walking across the room, the brothers could hear Senior Officer Butler telling four men to report to supply to pick up hand tools.

When Chase and Matt arrived, SO Butler looked at them and asked, "You two know how to handle a chainsaw, safely?"

"Yes, sir; Senior Officer. We both did forestry work in Washington state" Matt answered

"Good." smiling because he already knew that fact about the brothers, SO Butler continued, "that means you can keep the others from killing themselves. Right?"

"I guess so, senior officer" Chase said

Looking at the two brothers, "I figure, we'll find out." as he glanced at two more inmates headed his way.

30 Minutes Later
With a deep southern accent, Senior Officer Butler shouted "Gather around."

This was unusual, normally the SOs disliked having more than one inmate standing next to them. Plus, there was only two correctional officers, with riot guns, for a group of about twenty inmates.

"First off. You know me. I'm a fair guy, and the COs with me are fair too. Right?"

Most of the inmates replied "Yes, sir, senior officer." as they nodded their heads.

"Plus, you know that I'm truthful with y'all."

"Yes, sir, senior officer" the men said again.

"Here's the truth. Because of the troubles in Durham-Raleigh, the warden is worried that folks are going to come here and bust out inmates from FCI Butner (High). Your task is to help build defenses to stop this."

Some of the men looked around. One even raised his hand then when recognized asked "Senior Officer, may I be relieved of this duty?"

"You may, but it will be remembered. Plus, before you others decide. I want to remind you. Over at Butner (High) we house murders, kiddy rapers, and a lot of other nasty folks. Inmates, you wouldn't want running on the streets with your family"

Some of the men looked down, but none of them asked to leave when the SO asked "Anyone else?"

"Alright, let's get to work"

A Day Later
The outside appearance of Federal Correctional Institution Butner (High) had changed in a short time, thanks to efforts by the Keane brothers and a few of the other inmates, some military veterans. The group had been so efficient; they were even able to start working on strengthening  FCI Butner (Medium) before the first hostile group arrived.

Using chain saws, tow ropes, and pick-up trucks, the group was able to build expedient obstacles such as log cribs, log hurdles, and move several cars to prevent the prison fence from being rammed. Using the prisons heavy equipment, a skid steer and tractors with backhoes, the group was also able to build several berms and anti-tank ditches around the correctional complex.

There's more. (The link will be active, after next week)

But, ... I'm hungry. I'm going to dinner.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Wednesday: 25 March 2015, Part Four

Welcome Preppers and Survivalists,

Library of Congress

You knew it was going to be a link to Say Uncle, right?

Say Uncle - How do Silencers Work?

You Know Me
If I link to Say Uncle, I'll probably have a link to WeaponsMan

WeaponsMan - Ambush is Murder: A Painful Lesson, 17 Oct 67

Wednesday: 25 March 2015, Part Three

Welcome Preppers and Survivalists,

photograph by
John Barrie

Solar Lights
Yesterday, I was at work, and one of the guys read an article out loud, at lunch.

It seems, the number one disastrous event for most people is a house fire caused by ... cooking

We all laughed.

Needless to say, the folks at work aren't survivalists.

Backwoods Home - Use solar landscape lights for emergencies

This might make a good side business during tough times.

You know build the lights and sell the batteries.

Wednesday: 25 March 2015, Part Two

Welcome Preppers and Survivalists,

photograph by
Sten Porse

Soap not Soup
When I was growing up, I hated two things, spelling and being clean.

So, ... Here a few links to help you with one of them.

Offbeat and Inspired - Cold Process Soap Making for Beginners

TipNut - 10 Homemade Laundry Soap Detergent Recipes

The Simple Dollar - Making Your Own Laundry Detergent: A Detailed Visual Guide