Hunting season
Millions of Americans are about to go feral
2nd September 2010
The mind tries to scratch itself, as if little bugs were running
around inside your head, trying forever to try to make the numbers add
up, and they don�t. They won�t. Perhaps they never will.
Suddenly, things are gone. You didn�t plan it that way. They�re just
gone, lost to attrition, paring down, disappeared by the friction of
life. Where did that book go? That ring? That photo?
Only now it�s much more serious. Where did that house go? That job?
That friend? That wife!?
I remember being young and in the Navy; endless hours of boring
repetition provided ample time to reflect on previous moments I
thought were bad and boring, which suddenly seemed pretty good upon
comparison with what I endured on a ship. Now again, that memory is
amped up to the present, and times we remembered as problematic or
unpleasant are starting to look pretty good to us now.
If a worse possibly augury for the future exists, I don�t know what it
is. We middle class refugees, who always looked with scorn upon those
unlucky souls scrambling through dumpsters as a way to stay alive, are
now about to join them.
We�re in the big slide, hunting season is upon us, and millions of
Americans are about to go feral.
People who�ve lost their jobs and homes scramble to feed the mouths of
their children, mostly by lining up at one government trough or
another. When those spigots get turned off, things will get ugly. You
won�t have any friends, because they�ll be too busy scavenging for
themselves. Whatever family unit you have will soon give way to
feelings of being a prisoner in the penitentiary of your choosing, and
ordered by the government not to say anything about what you�re doing.
Starting next year if not before, there simply will not be enough
food, and the Prevent Starvation programs will be implemented. They
will not work, and the food they dispense will be poison.
What will you do to feed your family? Absolutely anything. Do you know
how rough the streets actually are? It�s hard to trust someone who�s
always trying to sell you something, isn�t it?
What crystallized our ominous future for me was an innocuous recent
story out of Parsippany, New Jersey, where in a quiet middle class
neighborhood, people were beginning to live without electricity or
running water in their own fairly opulent homes because they simply
could no longer pay their utility bills.
Add this minor shocking revelation to the list of other indications
that American society is rapidly distintegrating.
For going on three years in California, thousands of people have been
living in their cars and campers in a church parking lot in the LA
suburb of Ontario. The police occasionally ride in and shake things
up, but they haven�t been able to disperse America�s new class of
homeless � homeowners who can no longer make their mortgage payments
and have abandoned their homes.
In Las Vegas, you can�t park your car on the street and expect it to
have any gas in it come morning.
In Florida and Illinois and many other states, some people take a
different tack. Having fallen behind on their mortgage payments and
gotten foreclosure eviction notices from their lenders, they simply
ignore the notifications and continue to live in their homes
rent-free. Because the banks can�t deal with the astonishing glut of
foreclosures now taking place, it usually takes a couple of years
before the impoverished homeowners are finally forced to vacate.
But for far too many, the only future that matters is the next week.
It has been frequently said that most Americans live paycheck to
paycheck. The situation in America has devolved, now that the
paychecks are gone for so many, into people living from miracle to
miracle, but very soon, even those will disappear beneath the millions
depending on miracles that will never come.
This is when the suicides will skyrocket, when alliances will crumble,
when families will practice tough love with folks on the periphery of
their existences, and fathers � as fathers have done down through
history as they watch the world run over them � will wail to the skies
and to whoever�s up there, asking the eternal question to anyone who
will listen � why have you taken away all the things I love?!
When the new American hunting season gets going, gangs will rule the
cities � little Communist systems based on crime profits, just like
the real world � and no one who doesn�t own a gun will have any peace
of mind.
Funny that the new hunting season will be based on the cities rather
than the country, where it will be considerably safer providing you
can defend yourself adequately. People in the country tend to be more
in need of quality neighbors, and all you have to do is be one to fit
in. People in the city are trying to get somewhere, almost certainly
an illusory trip guaranteed only to get you heartaches with the
hardware, as you ascend to the higher levels of vaporous rhetoric. The
good advice is the simple stuff, like do unto others.
Sometimes, because we�re so locked into our own impending demise, we
cast aside those who aren�t on our wavelength, or said something or
done something that jangled our nerves, we dismiss them as not
concomitant with our own path.
Somewhere in the past I learned that�s a big mistake � friendships
aren�t built on technical expertise, they�re built on character. Those
who pursue the real story which is always concealed beneath the Hebrew
hype pay the price, or rather don�t pay the price, because they are
excluded from mainstream opinion by the mindlock that continues to
trap us in its illusions.
We are deluged with a continuous narrative foisted on us from all
angles by the very people who are committing these crimes that are
plundering the world.
The news reports contain detailed explanations with names and dates
but never trace the source of the poison to the very forces that own
the company they�re working for, and the story gets lost in the back
stairwell where the boss explains about the things you can never say
in print, and you know who is at the top of that list. Right about
here, decent reporters quit. The rest stay on and take the mindlock�s
paycheck.
Same with violence, which is the paramount training course for hunting season.
We trained our boys to rape Iraqi families, and a fair number of them
came home and killed themselves. This is what we have taught our
children in America. Sure, you can blame it all on Israel and Jewish
influence and that would be true, but we let them do it to us because
we�re so stupid and unconnected.
Just imagine how efficient they�ll be in �restoring order� once the
great collapse occurs and �hunting season� really gets underway.
John Kaminski is a writer who lives on the Gulf Coast of Florida, with
no plan except to scrape together enough money to get out of there and
find a safer place to live
Contributions desperately needed, mail to:
250 N. McCall Rd.
#2, Englewood
FL 34223.
If this is my last essay, then thanks for all the support.
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