A week or so ago Herschel contacted me and said he was going on a trip and asked if I would “like to guest post for him that week” or something like that. I replied that I was both humbled and honored by his request and said yes.
I then told him I have no idea how to do any of this. That didn’t seem a deterrent. We figured it out.
I still don’t know what I’m doing…
Well, a quiet recitation of A. Shepard’s Prayer and here we go.
Ruby Ridge, then Waco.
All we get is Xin Loi.
Countless no-knock SWAT raids with innocents and dogs injured and killed.
All we get is Xin Loi.
People shot dead in the doorway of their home, because…
All we get is Xin Loi.
LaVoy Finicum.
All we get is Xin Loi.
FBICIANSA shredding the Constitution they took an oath to.
All we get is Xin Loi.
Politicians raping this country, both figuratively and literally.
All we get is Xin Loi.
When is our Xin Loi moment?
There are a plethora of trainers out there ready, willing and able to pass on valuable skills that will greatly increase your chances of survival (or at least make a decent accounting) in the struggles that seem to be on the horizon.
Martial skills.
Medical skills.
Communication skills.
Local communities can even offer an education in growing and preserving food.
There is a wealth of knowledge out there. Knowledge to be gained in any price range. For any skill level.
You just have to look around. Urban, suburban or rural. It’s there.
The only thing I haven’t found is a course that tells you when to get out/bunker in. Or, more importantly, when to shoot.
Even Selco will tell you that he doesn’t have the answer to that. Sure, there are signs. Easily visible in hindsight.
But hindsight only helps the living.
In my “youth” I knew a man, a Korean War vet. A big man. Beyond good with a rifle, knife or tomahawk.
He would always say that he would make the first move. We were just to watch. We wouldn’t know when to shoot. He would. By the time we figured it out it would be over.
The Time to Shoot had passed and the Time of Shooting had started.
He’s long dead now. The ferryman has his payment.
I wish I could ask him about the time to shoot. Maybe, just maybe I could learn something.