Starve.Org White Noise Usenet Archive: "Re: Two bear attacks"

"Bob G" <saber@pclink.com> wrote in message:
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> On Sun, 29 Jun 2003 03:12:24 GMT, Alan Connor <xxxxxx@xxxx.xxx> wrote:

> >I do spend much of my time frolicing in the forest, although Grizzlies
are
> >rare in these parts. Plenty of Black Bears though, and we get along fine.

> Hmmm, Alan, I want to stay out of any flame wars.

> But really am curious as to how you seem to have so much free time to
> be on the Net so much, and to "frolic" in the woods.

> Chuckle, I've been in many woods, forests, and junngles and don't
> recall ever "frolicing" ... except when I may have had an adult
> beverage or 3 too many. The rest of the time common sense dictated
> otherwise as if one was not paying attention and was instead
> frolicing, one ended up with a twisted ankle, falling on one's face,
> running into thorny bushes or beehives, etc. And, generally, got ate
> up by insects. I usually reserved my frolicing for open fields or
> other such clearings.

> Of course, if one's only experience with woods, forests, and jungles
> is staying in carefully groomed park areas, or on groomed hiking
> trails, I could imagine one might think "frolicing" in the woods is
> easy and pleasant.

> Chuckle, don't bother to say it, Alan. I know, I am one of those
> "know nothings" you so often rave against.

> >I sure wish I could find one of you here that had the guts to do anything
> >but run your ignorant and juvenile mouths.

> Well, I must admit, more than a few of these threads do seem juvenile.
> But that's humans for you. We all sometimes reert to juvenile
> actions.

> But, how about the idea that you respond with calm and rationality?
> Try it. Costs nothing.

> Some of the points you've made in your posts are quite good. But then
> you persist in ... shall we say ... stretching things a bit?
> Elaborating? Try this. Don't spout off about those things you know
> little about, or nothing about. Stick with what you do know and have
> thought through. You let your emotions overrule your mind, too often.

> >I'd be happy to meet any of you anywhere you want and have a little
survival
> >contest.

> >You can have anything you can carry on your back and I will go naked.

> Hmmmm. Northern Minnesota, in February? Let's say ... Embarass, MN?

> Ever feel minus 20 to minus 60 degrees Fahrenheit on your bare skin,
> Alan?

> Have any idea how long you have to live when naked at such
> temperatures? Think you'll find a lot of vegetation you can use for
> clothing in that place at that time ... before you freeze? Before you
> loose the use of your hands?

> Easy to brag, Alan. Much harder to DO.

> I was not naked, but I and a cousin fell thru the ice once at about
> -20 degrees Fahrenheit. Took a few minutes to get out, I can't
> remember how many ... seemed forever. Once we did, it was only, ohhhh
> (it's been a long time) perhaps 100, at a minimum, to 150 yards to his
> home. That's not far at all. But by the time we got to the door
> neither of us could operate our hands well enough to operate a stupid
> door knob.

> Are you quite sure yah wanna make this bet?

> >3 months later we will see who is in the best shape and has the nicest
digs
> >and clothes and the biggest store of food for the winter.

> On my turf ... I'll have the most food. Plain and simple. Now, put
> me in Gunner's home turf, and I'd make no such bet. I'd be spending a
> lot of time learning from scratch, and ... hopefully ... surviving my
> mistakes. Almost certainly he'd win that contest.

> Chuckle ... "nicest digs" .... ROFLMAO. In a survival contest of only
> 3 months, who cares? I can live in a hole in the ground for 3 months.
> 3 months is nothing, nothing at all. I can put up with almost
> anything for 3 lousy months.

> Alan, no slam at yah intended, but you talk like someone with dreams
> ... but also someone who has not actually DONE much. Chuckle, I've
> spent years learning a single skill well. And I have several skills.

> >But the truth is that most of you couldn't last 2 weeks without a cabin
full
> >of supplies and a chainsaw and a vehicle.

> I can hold my breath for 2 weeks, Alan.

> You understand allegory or metaphor, I hope.

> >When that stuff is used up or wears out you are dead meat.

> Hmmm. Actually, with what I'd bring, by the time it was used up or
> wore out, I'd have had time to find or make replacements, Alan.
> That's why I'd call it a "survival kit", rather than a "For the whole
> of my life kit".

> That is, after all, the idea of a survival kit. Something to give you
> an advantage over having nothing at all. Something to buy you time to
> to extricate yourself from a bad situation, tide you over during a
> period time without outside supplies or help, or give you something to
> start with i order to improve your situation.

> I don't recall anyone in this group ever saying that a BOB was gonna
> contain all they'd ever need for the rest of their lives.

> Alan, I was about 9 years old before the home I was raised in had
> electricity. Well, we had truck or tractor battey that the elders
> used to hook up to a radio so we could listen to the Saturday baseball
> games.

> Believe it or not, you are not the only person who knows how to "make
> do".

> Chuckle, look at Baghdad. Even the majority of the modern citizens of
> that city, while uncomfortable, and grouchy, did manage to figure out
> how to "make do", when they had to. Certainly, in some cases they
> probably had to seek an elder, or a recently "moved to the city"
> commoner who knew how to actually use his or her hands, how to jury
> rig, how to make do, etc. But there are usually such around. This
> person knows a bit of this, another knows a bit of that. A smart
> person listens and asks questions, then puts it all together. And
> arrives at a solution.

> Things fell apart over there. Soooo. what happened, Alan?

> I do seem to remember news report that the U.S. Army had some guys at
> a generating plant which was a mess. Trying to figure out how to get
> it running again. They had some knowledgeable people. not enough, and
> certaily no oe familiar with THOSE particular plants. What happened?
> The majority of Baghdad people didn't know a damn thing about
> generators. They were lost puppies. But, while a large number of
> those who did know about such things had either died or ran off. Some
> were still around. They stepped forward and offered to help. The
> Army, contrary to popular opinion, not being total idiots, accepted
> the help. It was never said on the news but I'm willing to bet they
> made sure those fellows' families were relatively safe and had enough
> food. And medical aid if they needed it. Those Iraqi fellows were
> perhaps traitors? LOLOL. Maybe some would view them that way. As
> for myself I'd bet they each soul searched. And decided, while unsure
> whether the U.S. Army being there was a good thing or not ... that
> people arguing and bickering about politics and rights or wrongs was
> all well and good. BUT ... the important thing was to get the
> generators running again. Argue politics later. Get the generators
> running NOW.

> I've been one of THEM, Alan. Frankly, I am so tired of two extremes
> on either side of a stupid argument bickering, I could scream. Or
> just want to lock and load and commence firing to my left and to my
> right. Kill em all, let God sort em out. As some would say.

> I'd bet my last dollar that MOST of the guys who went back to those
> generators and got them started did so because they were thinking of
> their own families, PLUS neighbors and friends ... not about politics.
> They wanted to get the water treatment plants going, some light so
> neighborhoods could band together and drive out lowly thieves, etc.

> Think it'd be any different in a TEOTWAWKI situation, Alan?

> I'd bet it won't. It may well be chaos for a time. Many may well
> die.

> But I'd still bet that there will be those with actual, real knowlege
> ... not dreams and fantasies .... who will step forward, possessing
> the basic skills needed. Who'll start in doing what they know how to
> do. Unafraid to sweat. For themselves and their own families, of
> course. But also with their friends and neighbors in mind. Politics,
> and ideology be damned.

> Just the way it is. The way I see it, Alan.

> Perhaps I'm wrong, Certainly I could be. But I do not think so.

> Too many of my friends and aquaintances, young and old, when pressed
> for their thoughts, in the final analysis ... just want to be left
> alone. Just want to see their loved ones happy and smiling. Just
> want to feel that the are contributing something.

> Even the most MODEST people I know, Alan. People of low mental
> ability and skills, smile their widest ... not when they GET
> something, Alan. Not when they prove themselves BETTER than someone
> else. They smile their widest ... and most beautiful ... when they are
> praised for GIVING something. Even when, he or she is at his or her
> neediest. I've personally seen this too many times to doubt it.

> Alan, You are trying to crow like a cock ... and I am not impressed.

> STOP YAKKING and shooting off your mouth.

> Wanna impress me?

> Shut your mouth and go help a friend. Rub an elder's feet. Make a
> remarkable, GOOD knife ... and give it to someone with no knife at
> all. And show the person how to use it properly. Hug a crying woman,
> who is heartbroke and vulnerable. One who makes your dick so hard it
> feels like it'll burst. But just hug, even when she tries to give
> herself to you. Just hug. And remind her that she is not safe to
> make the same offer some other time. (yah gotta make her feel as if
> she's wanted ... or you are a cad.)

> Just be like a good friend of mine. A good man. All he's ever wanted
> was a wife and companion to love. But has never had any good luck at
> choosing such. I KNOW his thoughts and dreams, Alan. He and I have
> spent too much time together. Some of that time under difficulties
> you can not even imagine. A quite ordinary man. Nothing special
> about him. Chuckle, when we are together and get up in the morning I
> greet him with my usual, "Whew, DAMN ... do yah got to look so UGLY
> first thing in the morning?"

> Understand, if it was a matter of my life or his ... I'd willingly
> risk death. He's my friend. Once upon a time, many miles away he
> saved my ass and I saved his. Since, anythime he was in need, if I
> could ... at all ... I came. And vice versa.

> It's a friendship THAT tight, Alan.

> <Sigh> He's quite an ordinary fellow, Alan. Not one damn thing
> special about him. <G> And he's ugly, to boot.

> <Frown> Then he married the first bitch. Who took him for every dime
> he had. And he had a few. He's not a man afraid of hard work. And
> his needs and wants are simple. Did I mention we are friends ... and
> blood brothers. Feed him almost anything that involved some effort on
> your part ... and he'd adore you. (Talking about women, he's not into
> men)

> Chuckle, not at all surprising. You might be surprsied at how many
> people; male and female; I meet who just LOVE home cooked meals.

> In any event, I will take the blame for advising him to ditch the
> bitch. And I'll make no apologies or excuses.

> <Grrrrr> Given my own way, with no laws, I'd have slit her throat like
> a pig and barbequed her the same way.

> HE wouldn't have that, of course. But he did ditch her.

> He's married a second time, now. To a rock. An airhead. Yah know,
> one of those people who have no brain activity detectible on the most
> sensitive instruments known to mankind, Unless the eyes detect a
> "Sale" sign. In which case her attitude more remsembles a white shark
> smelling fresh blood.

> Even if she does not need it ... has no need for it .... has no idea
> what to do with it ... if there is a sign saying "Sale" and yah place
> a limb between her and the "sale" sign ... you risk traumatic
> amputation.

> And when there is no shopping in the immediate future? Yah might as
> well tie a line around a rock and drag it behind you. Same effect.

> He found her in California. Of course. Such exist elsewhere. But
> seem to exist in an over abundance, in Tim Land. Seem to be the
> predominate species. I'd have to agree as I lived there a total of
> around 12 years.

> LOLOL ....

> But, my friend is himself. And doesn't give a rip what others think.
> Not even me, and I respect that.

> He's determined. She's his WIFE .. and supposed to be his best friend
> and companion.

> ROFLMAO .... for many a year, I could not stand her. She's a rock. A
> self interested rock. He kept trying, to show her the way. Despite
> ... her rockness.

> Now ... this past spring, he had a heart attack ... Shhhssshhh ... he
> does not admit this. But he did.

> The new Bitch, slapped her bitching kids (all over 18) and stood by
> him every moment.

> I saw her tears. She loved. I cried. She is now a friend.

> If you do not understand, Alan, the 2 kids she gave him when they grew
> older tried to suck him dry. Lazy BUMS, with lots of lousy excuses to
> be BUMS, they could not hold down jobs or make their own way. Always
> made EXCUSES. I have NO tolerance for excuses, Alan. My childhood
> was as bad and disvadantaged as ANYONES'. I call BULLSHIT. If I
> could do it, anyone could do it.

> As did my very good friend. Who had no good youth.

> Those of YOU Alan, who cry and sob and make excuses for yourselves, I
> have no sorrow for.

> There is a story here, Alan..

> Perhaps I do not make it well.

> In any event, we are diametrictly opposed.

> Not a battle, I do not wish battle. I only wish for my kids to grow
> and smile. Be happy. I only wish to hop my wife's bones one more
> time. As I am convinced ... I'll die long before she. If nothing
> else, I wish to leave her smiling in fond memories. What else can one
> ask?

> On average, Alan. The men on my side of the family ... have not lived
> long. In fact ... I'm sucking. I'm over due.

> Oh well.

> When I die, I die.

> In the meantime. There are two specific kids, among the several we
> take care of on an on and off basis ... who I'd give my all to.

> And so it is written. (not mysticism, Tim. I have a legal will)

> When you die, Alan, as you surely will ... as each of us surely will
> ...

> Who will weep and remember you?

> TELL me, Alan, what you've done for others? You've certainly bragged
> about yourself. Which impresses me ... not at all.

> What have yah done for others? Without expecting something in return?

> Impress me, Alan, I'm waiting.

> >So mock if you will, it just makes you look stupider than you already do,
if
> >such a thing is possible.

> I'm not mocking, Alan. I don't wish to mock you.

> I just wish you to look beyond the words you spout.

> >Now I am going to go frolic in the forest. It's right outside the door. I
know
> >that you THINK it is YOUR national forest, but it ain't.

> LOLOL .....

> >We don't allow vehicles, hunting, trapping, or horses/mules etc, anywhere
near
> >here. American laws do not have any meaning here. WE make the laws and
enforce
> >them without ever revealing that a human agency is involved.

> Hmmm.

> Yah think that YOU are smarter than EVERY other human, Alan?

> Oh my.

> I'm pretty smart. But not nearly that smart.

> Yah must be pretty awesome ... Dude.

> >The hunter follows false trails until he is exhausted. The four-wheeler
has
> >his tires spiked by what looks like an ancient scrap of iron from an old
tool.
> >The wood-cutter finds the road blocked by a washed-out culvert that was

'accidentally' blocked during the last storm.

> >heehee.

> Please take no offense, but so far all you've said reminds me of the
> words of a mentally retarded 17 year old we used to care for.

> He, too, used to follow the various fantasy games and began to think
> they were real.

> But ... Alan ... he only had an IQ barely below 70.

> You're quoting lines out of a fantasy game.

> Trust me, if I come for you ... I'm not gonna follow some GameBoy
> script.

> >Mock if you want to, but we have taken back some of the lands you stole
from
> >the Native Americans and the rest of the beings that lived here before
you
> >arrived. And we take more and more every year. In little tiny pieces
spread out
> >all over the place. But a lot of littles make a big, don't you know.....

> Hmmmm.

> Now, let's see. I'm Native American. But then, again, some call me
> an Apple. So perhaps that doesn't count.

> But, I am an engineer. I DO understand basic math.

> And for a great many years, I was a hands on mechanic and technician.
> So I would suggest I have at least a LITTLE common horse sense. (I
> know bullshit when I step in it)

> And my reading comprehension score ... is fair to middling. (Not
> shabby for those of you from California)

> Last that I read, Alan, and I DO subscirbe to DNR pubs, YEP, a lot of
> wild lands were being recovered.

> BECAUSE ... a lot of us EVIL, mean, souless, NASTY pople you speak
> about, Alan ... have done more than TALK. As YOU do. and seemingly no
> more than that.

> We've put our money ....therefore our work, effort, sweat ... into
> BUYING land from the rightful owners, for a fair price. Gone out and
> sweated, cleaning up the land that those who "froliced" thru it
> dirtied and thrashed, Bent our BACKS, and sweated to dig at and hoe.
> shovel and dig ... to make new habitats to replace those which where
> destroyed.

> Alan, In the past 12 yars since I've retired from the Navy, I'd guess
> that I've probably set up at a minimum, several hundred, possibly a
> couple thousand bird houses and wood duck nests. And have cleaned up
> a few hundred acres of trashed marsh lands.

> WHAT ... have you got off your lazy ass and done, Alan? Besides talk?

> I am, personaly, sick and tired of you TALKERS. All you folks do is
> shoot off your mouths.

> I haven't seen yah at any of the several lakes I go to, where I help
> the DNR folks take surveys, clean up crap, etc.

> You talk, talk, talk. You protest and condemn others.

> What do you DO, Alan?

> And don't feed me bullshit about making a complete set of clothing ...
> proper clothing ... in an hour or two. BTDT, Alan, ain't possible.

> YOU name the place and the time. This is something I know more than a
> little about. I wanna see you take a raw plant and make it into
> clothing suitable to protect one from cold and wet and scrapes in a
> hours or so as you've claimed.

> Ever studied history, Alan?

> Of course not why do I ask?

> In any event, the very reason the U.S. doallar was originally called a
> "buck" was because it represented a low level of exchange. A basic
> unit of exchange, at the time was a "buckskin". Wanted and needed
> because a trouser made of buckskin held up better and longer than any
> vegetable based cloth known at the time.

> Heck, the BUCKskin was even in demand in Europe. Look at some of the
> pictures of European nobility during the late 1700's, early 1800's.
> The yellow, yellow-brown, and brown trowsers worn by many of the
> European nobility in that time frame ... were originally N American
> whitetail deer.

> In the later 1800's, a certain fellow finally figured out how to make
> a machine made cloth that approached the toughness, and ... at the
> same time the comfortability of the "buck" .... His name was Levi.

> Alan, you're depth of knowledge lacks ... lacks a lot.

> I do trust that your intentions are honest.

> I believe you are ernest ... not so convinced you are honest.

> Bob

Bob G
You have restored my faith in humanity.
No Joke
Myal