The Question
For me, ghost, and probably a lot of others here as well…
Stolen meme.
Yes to the 2nd; close to the 1st.
Yet I can’t ignore it – need to keep eyes on the enemy no matter how painful.
It’ll be less painful than being caught by surprise.
I sympathize with ghost – let me out of here – but there is no escape; I know the technology well-enough – and those that “use” the information … the place to hide isn’t in the boonies, it’s in the cities. Too bad the cities aren’t a place to live.
11-1 NOT guilty??? WTF?
All this time, I thought it was the other way ’round.
Thank you, #12. The precedents that could be set here ….
11-1. It’s not uncommon. Men/husbands always get sent to the chair for it, and it’s never in doubt. Women often escape significant punishment. More of that male privilege I guess. I can’t tell if that’s the way it will always be, or if there’s something wrong in our laws and how they are applied by We the People.
I was thinking about this the other day from the previous post. Men die in war, it’s not fair and it’s part of being a man, our privilege to be Horatius at the Bridge. Is there a female equivalent? Perhaps it’s their privilege to bear and raise children, and not be a coward about it and kill them.
“Women often escape significant punishment.” …or might it be that women
don’t commit as many horrific crimes as men, so we don’t hear as much about them? And, if those crimes involve both men and women, isn’t it common for women to witness against the men to get a lighter sentence?
I’m not saying that’s right…
I guess one of the first memes was of the guy staying up all night pecking away at his keyboard to correct someone who had the wrong take on the topic-of-the-day. I prolly have to confess to some of that.
But I still see a theme in the….
It is true that there is very little that I can do about the world’s bad news. But I maintain that, if for no other reason than keeping my mind sharp and maybe influencing my family, speaking my small voice in tiny little corners of the internet still has some value.
I’m not giving up yet.
That’s the way I feel–do what you have to do to stay sharp and help fight the incoming communists! Good for you!
There are things in life that we are forced to deal with.
I do what I have to to keep my little universe taken care of
as much as possible. Some days are better/worse than others.
Burnout comes and goes. Writing (and reading) helps keep
me sane. I refuse to quit.
It looks as though you and I were reading each other’s minds.
Pretty close.
I have to keep my 60% Rule in mind. Why are we hearing this? Is 11-1 really the case, or are we hearing that from someone with an agenda that they’d like us to adopt? One story I’ve heard today said that the 11 were voting Guilty by reason of Insanity and that the 1 saw it as simple Guilt. Does that soften the perceived injustice?
I wasn’t on the jury and I didn’t watch any of the trial. Did the prosecution screw things up? YMMV, but I don’t think that I have any place to critique this trial.
I’m not so certain that the boonies isn’t the place to hide. I’m relatively out in the boonies, surrounded by state and national forest, not to mention numerous Amish and Mennonite homesteads raising all manner of fowl, cattle and other farms goods. And though I do have to purchase electrical power, if I am cutoff from that, my well is artesian which flows at 900 gallons an hour without power, and I do have a generator large enough to power the majority of the systems I need and sufficient fuel to run it for some time if judiciously used. There’s only 14 people per square mile in my neck of the woods, and the majority are self-sufficient types, and neighborly. I’ll take the boonies over the city.
I don’t disagree – I also live out a bit by preference. The problem is that too many think someone is “hidden” out there; “they” know about you anyway. One stands out in the back-country more so in the city. Saying that, the town I do my shopping in is too big with under 15k population. The last town before here was population 500 (and I lived 15 miles out). John – in your case, they know >you< are at the far end of that power line, even if it is inactive. Property records, mail service, surveillance, turncoats all help out.
I wish I had a water source similar to yours though … I do have a river nearby. Down there in the valley. Which implies carrying water “up”
I once worked with people that potentially might want to find a particular person and the technology they use to do so … they are strange people and the technology is much more capable now since the days I was working on such things … and it was pretty good then (1979. Mountaintop cameras with resolution and processing capability to discern the stream from some guy peeing on a tire from at least 10 miles away through atmosphere).
Saving factors?
1) People are more likely to hide or help you out in the back country than those in the city (and you’re more likely to know those who won’t)
2) Knowing about you and caring about you are two different things. If they begin to care about you, they will find you.
3) Financial considerations. How badly do they want you? Are they willing to pay the cost?
Note I’m not talking of “survival” in bad times – that can happen, Murphy willing. I’m speaking of being off the radar when “they” want to speak with you. That can’t happen anymore. One might make it difficult, but not impossible.
Easier to survive in the back country; easier to hide in the city.
DT, I’m under no illusions that I have any semblance of anonymity even here in the woods. Even if I unplugged completely, there are those records you noted. While the crowds of the city may provide some somewhat safe anonymity to hide, so to speak, I think the dangers of all those people could present far more challenges than the boonies. Stay safe and stay informed.
I didn’t figure you were – your comment gave me an opportunity to present an example of the types of items that exist to show where you are regardless of location – but I know of several who think like kittens hiding under a blanket with their tails showing; no one can find them if they hide in the middle of nowhere.
We’re only speculating on means and methods to get through potential near-futures, but damn, what a shame such a topic is of reasonable, perhaps inevitable, possibility.
MOMMY!!!! 🙂
I figure we’re just sharing odd bits of information and ideas.
Wasn’t it an unknown-at-the-time joy to be able to wander through a 1980s mall (orange julius and girls!) with little fear of trouble; didn’t even cross our minds. No way I go to what few remaining malls remain these days; certainly not without carrying.
I live in a deep red region in a mostly red state (and I’m only considered right-of-centre in these parts). Farm/ranch country. Doesn’t mean we’re immune or even safe, but still far enough out that cities and suburbs are canaries in the coal mine – this location is OK, at least until we see smoke on the horizon.
And the news continues … with elections on the near-horizon.
Olde pharts living in the past …
Behold the prophesy from 1965:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQRIOKvR2WM
Coming from Detroit may bias me but coming to age in Detroit with 1960s Motown was a pleasure I didn’t fully grasp until much later. One could go down Grand Blvd on the way to Plum St and sometimes hear the sessions. Glory days of WKNR (“Keener”) and CKLW. Detroit hadn’t collapsed so far yet. In spite of the ’67 riots, Motown and the Tigers (baseball) held the city together in ’68.
Then change came … Motown left, Plum St was obliterated. Time marches on, good or bad.