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Started by Bruno, November 07, 2019, 10:03:34 AM

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Bruno

Quote from: Doktor Howl on November 08, 2019, 02:33:10 PM
It occurs to me that most serious gun collectors I know want a civil breakdown.  Probably to "simplify" things.  Which is in fact what would happen.

For example, if the logistics streams (food and gasoline) are interrupted by just 18 hours, things get REALLY simple.  By which I mean, "civilization is gone, there is no getting it going again, 295,000,000 people die within 3 years, and the remaining 30,000,000 live like rats.  And that's the last hot shower anyone gets for a thousand years.  We will of course drag Canada, Mexico, the Caribbean Islands, and Guatemala down with us, because 295 million people aren't going to sit still and starve.

Some people think that would be an improvement - or even a world worth surviving in - because our culture is just that sick.  They are wrong, of course.  Things can get worse than this.  Things can ALWAYS get worse than this.  Sweating the electric bill is one thing, death from starvation is another thing entirely.

From what I have seen, they think a societal breakdown will kill the liberals much faster than conservatives people like them. They will finally live in a world where they will have The Advantage, the weak will die, the strong will live, and utopia will follow shortly thereafter.

In my estimation, they are correct in their assumption that urban areas (which tend to be proportionately more liberal) will be hit the hardest/fastest, and the rural areas, which have proportionally greater access to soil and sunlight per capita will be more able to support the indigenous population, assuming they can annihilate the evacuating urban out-flux at a sufficient rate.

The question I keep asking myself, and to which I have not yet found an answer, is "What do I do when the Cletus Brigade starts killing off all the starving city-folk?"
Formerly something else...

The Johnny


I guess all the zombie and natural disaster media have succeded in their ideological purpose.

Make the population think they're the protagonists that will survive and repopulate the planet. While in reality the vast majority will die off regardless of their "preparation and unbreakable will", and those who actually survive will wish they were dead, and will merely live due to being at the right place at the right time.

Meanwhile:
-Silver and gold peddlers are getting rich
-Gun industry is having a boon
-Canned goods enterprises are laughing
-Big truck companies are chuckling as well

I for one, welcome our new Chinese overlords, the US is so overdue in its status as world power.
<<My image in some places, is of a monster of some kind who wants to pull a string and manipulate people. Nothing could be further from the truth. People are manipulated; I just want them to be manipulated more effectively.>>

-B.F. Skinner

Cain

Quote from: Doktor Howl on November 09, 2019, 04:54:12 AM
Quote from: Cain on November 09, 2019, 12:07:20 AM
We're not allowed guns over here. However, between some Army training (though the Engineers corps prefer plastique as their primary weapon), the Scouts and growing up in the countryside, where shotguns and low calibre hunting rifles are legal (and many older guns still exist besides), I have more experience than the average British person who hasn't been in the Army.

If they were legal, I might want a handgun, for home protection. But that's about all, and not so much because I really want one, but because as recent events conspire to show, most of this country is too stupid to be trusted with any kind of dangerous implement and so if the morons are going to have them, I would need them to.

Always preferred knives anyway. Knife training was fun.

The best home protection is a crowbar, really.

Yeah, one day I'll give in and get one. Or an alumnimium baseball bat.

rong

Quote from: Cain on November 09, 2019, 12:07:20 AM
... I might want a handgun, for home protection....
that's why i shared the Taurus Judge - in my opinion, it is by far, the best handgun available for personal protection.  aiming a handgun is difficult and takes time.  if you are defending yourself, you won't have time to carefully take aim.  Birdshot will buy you some time.  Buckshot might finish the job, if it doesn't - you've bought some more time.  then you have 3 more slugs and/or 45 long colts or whatever combination you like.  Smith and Wesson makes a similar gun - the governor - I can't say for sure which is the better firearm. 

the are not legal in california however, as they are classified there as a short barrel shotgun.
"a real smart feller, he felt smart"

altered

Quote from: Bruno on November 09, 2019, 09:26:01 AM
Quote from: nullified on November 08, 2019, 03:07:17 PM
I want to reiterate that I'm the kind of firearms geek who played milsim airsoft and has designed my own firearms, including all-new round profiles and calibers.

I want to reiterate that THE FAPPING IS PALPABLE.

In fact, it's not even really fapping at this point. There is a difference between "I am on the autism spectrum and this is my special interest" and "prepper fuckwit".

The line has been crossed.

Are you referring to me, specifically, or the thread in general?

Because, in the interest of full disclosure, there is some self-satirization involved in the production of this thread, which I feel I have represented accurately in various " WTF, wat am I even doing, I don't even..." related themes presented.

This is presented as an affirmation of your emotion rather than a contradiction.

Dude, check yourself against literally all the shit this forum makes fun of. You're approaching "Honda full of silver" territory by way of "if it quacks like a sociopath" and "act now or be priced out forever".

Instead of navel gazing about being a dipshit who got conned into the prepper mindset, you can just stop. You don't even have to ditch your toys! You can just keep them! It's amazing what you can do when paranoia isn't breathing down your neck!

Or you can go full bore batshit insanity, which, I must remind you, gun-collecting is not. (It is insane, but only mildly.) You haven't yet bought a farm, started a commune, become paralyzed by the sheer VARIETY of ways the end of civilization can kill you and tried to weld ALL of them shut.

You're ... just worried about roving bandits. That's it. Meanwhile, you're going to fucking die of sepsis after you get a splinter and fail to get it out in a clean and healthy manner. That's if you don't die of dehydration after you catch cholera from untreated drinking water, of course. Or just fall into a sinkhole hidden by brush and end up slowly nibbled away by rats and bugs. Because you forgot to bring something to tie to your stupidly long rope so you could actually get out of the hole with it, and now it's just so much dead weight, you fucking moron.

Oh, or you improperly cure meat and it goes bad. You did at least try to cure the fucking meat, right? Or you eat poisonous plant material, which is most wild plant material. Or you make a delicious stew and get mobbed by bears. Or boars. Or both. Or you improperly balance your diet and starve to death while eating plenty of food all the time, which is an actual thing. Did I mention all the leftovers of civilization? What happens if you come across a barrel of RFNA? Do you even know what that is? How to use it? Or do you open it up because you don't actually know these things and you're hoping for oil because maybe you can set it on fire because goddamn it's cold and instead you catch a face full of red fumes and go blind, become delirious, wander to your unmarked grave?

Do you sleep on the ground and become food or sleep in a tree and fall to your doom? If you make a shelter you need to maintain it, and the weather can kill you just fine anyway if you make bad decisions. Were you taught, did you research, have you TRIED making your own clothing? It's fucking cold. And you don't have a sewing machine. Prick yourself with that needle, pal! Back to sepsis we go.

No, you do not have the right mindset for TO THE WALL prepper at all. And you're aware to some extent that you got suckered into this paranoid mindset you now have.

Why not just ... move on?
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

chaotic neutral observer

Quote from: nullified on November 10, 2019, 02:25:08 AM
What happens if you come across a barrel of RFNA? Do you even know what that is? How to use it?
You combine it with UDMH!  ...but...very carefully...

Desine fata deum flecti sperare precando.

Doktor Howl

Quote from: Bruno on November 09, 2019, 10:59:29 AM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on November 08, 2019, 02:33:10 PM
It occurs to me that most serious gun collectors I know want a civil breakdown.  Probably to "simplify" things.  Which is in fact what would happen.

For example, if the logistics streams (food and gasoline) are interrupted by just 18 hours, things get REALLY simple.  By which I mean, "civilization is gone, there is no getting it going again, 295,000,000 people die within 3 years, and the remaining 30,000,000 live like rats.  And that's the last hot shower anyone gets for a thousand years.  We will of course drag Canada, Mexico, the Caribbean Islands, and Guatemala down with us, because 295 million people aren't going to sit still and starve.

Some people think that would be an improvement - or even a world worth surviving in - because our culture is just that sick.  They are wrong, of course.  Things can get worse than this.  Things can ALWAYS get worse than this.  Sweating the electric bill is one thing, death from starvation is another thing entirely.

From what I have seen, they think a societal breakdown will kill the liberals much faster than conservatives people like them. They will finally live in a world where they will have The Advantage, the weak will die, the strong will live, and utopia will follow shortly thereafter.

In my estimation, they are correct in their assumption that urban areas (which tend to be proportionately more liberal) will be hit the hardest/fastest, and the rural areas, which have proportionally greater access to soil and sunlight per capita will be more able to support the indigenous population, assuming they can annihilate the evacuating urban out-flux at a sufficient rate.

The question I keep asking myself, and to which I have not yet found an answer, is "What do I do when the Cletus Brigade starts killing off all the starving city-folk?"

Jesus.  Shut up.
Molon Lube

Doktor Howl

I mean, the only good thing about being banned on FB is that I don't have to hear randos jabber about their fucking guns and all the shit they're gonna do when the crash happens.

Here's what's going to happen if/when the crash happens:  You are going to die miserably with your pants full of shit.  In less than 10 days.  That is all.
Molon Lube

Doktor Howl

Also, if Cletus is stupid enough to go anywhere near starving city folk, he's gonna get eaten.

Hell, he's going to get eaten ANYWAY, because HERE COMES EVERYBODY!
Molon Lube

Bruno

I don't think there's going to be a crash in 2020. I heard there's another asteroid coming in December, or something. I'm about as worried about that space rock as I am about Cletus 'n Pals, which is to say, not very.

I think, most likely scenario, 99% of the people who have been talking shit about "tHe bOogALoo" are full of shit, and probably 70% of them know it. The remaining 1% who thought all those other guys were for reals will be in for a surprise when nobody shows up for the party. With any luck they'll all be wearing fresh gear they just bought on TaktikoolGear.com.

We can all get together on BoogalooserBoots.com and trade all the cool shit we looted off the corpses. I wear 10 Wide. If anybody comes across a pair, hit me up.
Formerly something else...

altered

 :kingmeh:

Pay attention to what you're doing and then look at the words you're using.

This is literally "if it quacks like a sociopath, but ponders it's own sociopathy". Like, to a T. I'd say "kidding on the square" but I'm not sure you're entirely aware that you aren't fully taking the piss, there's an opaqueness to your self-awareness that might be blinding you to it.

You're joking about this stuff but it's really worrying you. You're "all-in" mentally. There's a reason your attempts to make fun of it keep looping back around to it any fucking way.

Past the lolol website names, look at the subtext. "Yeah, they're all gonna die with shit in their pants. Not us though! Not me for sure!" Read what you are typing and try and actually parse it for literally any length of time. The result: self-deprecating frosting on a paranoid prepper cake.

Take what I'm saying at least a little bit seriously. Prepper madness is so 2011 that it would legitimately hurt my feelings if you went that way. Like, at least pick a new and interesting way to be an obsessive paranoid, ffs.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

Bruno

Quote from: nullified on November 10, 2019, 04:56:53 AM
:kingmeh:

Pay attention to what you're doing and then look at the words you're using.

This is literally "if it quacks like a sociopath, but ponders it's own sociopathy". Like, to a T. I'd say "kidding on the square" but I'm not sure you're entirely aware that you aren't fully taking the piss, there's an opaqueness to your self-awareness that might be blinding you to it.

You're joking about this stuff but it's really worrying you. You're "all-in" mentally. There's a reason your attempts to make fun of it keep looping back around to it any fucking way.

Past the lolol website names, look at the subtext. "Yeah, they're all gonna die with shit in their pants. Not us though! Not me for sure!" Read what you are typing and try and actually parse it for literally any length of time. The result: self-deprecating frosting on a paranoid prepper cake.

Take what I'm saying at least a little bit seriously. Prepper madness is so 2011 that it would legitimately hurt my feelings if you went that way. Like, at least pick a new and interesting way to be an obsessive paranoid, ffs.

What exactly do you have against preppers in the sense of people being ready in case something bad happens? And how is that a 2011 thing? Mormons have been doing it for a couple hundred years. It's not a bad idea to have some emergency supplies on hand. What does fashonability have to do with it?

I mean, a lot of them are fuckheads. I think we can agree on that, but I don't think its a prerequisite. You can get ready for bad things without being an asshole.

As far as me being a sociopath, if wanting to see bad things happen to bad people makes me a sociopath, then shit, I guess I am.

And my odds of not dying if some shit gets weird are not especially great. I just compulsively buy guns sometimes. I hardly ever even take them outside and shoot them, so I'm not sure where you get the idea that I think I'm some kind of ninja warrior.

There. Is that taking you seriously enough?

BTW, hoarding guns isn't my only way of expressing the prepping arts. I also do stuff with sunflowers! They're high in minerals, protein, and essential fatty acids, and grow fairly well in unprepared soil!

Formerly something else...

Frontside Back

I for one need constant reminders that I'm gonna die in a violent way before my natural lifespan concludes.

Imagine if I had a future and could stop binge drinking and actually study.
"I want to be the Borg but I want to do it alone."

Bruno

Quote from: Frontside Back on November 10, 2019, 06:39:32 AM
I for one need constant reminders that I'm gonna die in a violent way before my natural lifespan concludes.

Imagine if I had a future and could stop binge drinking and actually study.

I think I may be more afraid of dying a natural death than in a shootout with hillbillies. I've watched that shit happen. I want out before it happens to me.

Anyway whatever you do, don't try to use dark humor to deal with it. People hate that.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQiGMJNje-Q
Formerly something else...

altered

Well, at least you're engaging it now.

Let's get this out of the way: by the "sociopathy" bit, I was referring to a newsfeed quote that's more or less about how being aware of your faults doesn't make them stop being faults. Paraphrased for the current topic, it could read "if it quacks like a paranoid doomsday prepper but ponders it's own ridiculousness, it's probably just an asshole."

Now let's come to prepper, as a term. Defending "prepper" because it can mean good things is like defending "states' rights" because it can mean good things. Or bringing up that not every man raped a woman, so what's with all this feminist bullshit. Or saying nationalism isn't ALWAYS jackboots. Or... etc. The term has a common connotation, and those people it connotes are ridiculous and usually assholes and almost always bought wholesale into a story that is not and can never be true, built up around the late Cold War era post apocalypse movie (Escape from New York, Mad Max, etc) where our fear of our fucked up potential future and our demand for a Protagonist combined to a mythical idea that if you are simply prepared enough, you can survive the end of the world, and the best way to do this is with guns.

Now, to get to the meat of this: it's not that you necessarily think you're some sort of ninja warrior. It's not even that you're trying to use "dark humor" that is falling flat because it's just low grade zany bullshit layered over top of a strictly by-the-books example of how preppers talk.

It's the way you talk about it. There's a circularity to your posts on the subject. Let's read through that last post to me:

Defending the concept by way of straw man-tying it to a very different kind of preparation that doesn't usually get the "prepper" label applied.

That self-aware self-deprecation I mention, where you acknowledge the majority of them are dumb.

Misinterpretation. Probably my bad, I read the newsfeed a lot more than most people probably do.

More of that self-aware self-deprecation.

A (honestly, fair) bit of snark.

And then!? Back to strutting your prepper stuff. Plenty of sarcasm implied there, sure, but the majority of your "serious" posts are either salivating over your preferred ammunition or a similar pattern to this one, except the end has no trace of sarcasm.

It reminds me of people who shittalk their significant other endlessly but circle back around to "but I love them, so" at the end of every conversation. Or when an evangelist knows they're going to have a tough sell, so they acknowledge all the complaints people have and nod and say "there is a very real problem."

Then the pause.

"BUT"

You're doing something very similar here, and it has only looked sarcastic once — and that in a post with a weak ass strawman defense of the WORD rather than the MINDSET most people (self included) use that word to refer to.


In short, I think I'm justified in telling you to examine yourself for a second.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.