Lot’s of moving pieces around here this week.
With the reports this morning that North Korea is quickly moving toward first strike capability on Hawaii, we have been slowly moving our timetable to re-establish “nuclear survival” as one aspect of exurban survival here in the East Texas Outback.
The good news about reports of China making major purchases in Hollywood? The way of figure it, they will keep a tight rein on North Korea in order to keep them from targeting some of their newest holdings. But if those deals go south?
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Meantime, the “other” category is getting a work-over.
The collection of N100 dust masks has been somewhat depleted. I found that wearing one while on the riding mower has about ended sniffles and hay fever-like symptoms from mowing.
We also have left the supplies of duct tape get dangerously low. And the sheet plastic has been used for various non-nuclear tasks.
The main idea is that even if you life outside of the blast effects from the primary attack (should it ever come), you would still need a place in your home to set up filtered air (positive pressure ventilation) have some way to change the air, and seal up gaps and around windows with plastic and duct tape.\
We have something of an advantage with the big solar array here, but we don’t (presently) have a single 110VAC or 24VDC fan that we could trust our lives to, should it come to that.
The kind of fan that works best is likely the “squirrel cage” type. We use those a lot in ham radio for pressurized cooling of the final amplifier tubes. But those don’t more enough air.
And investigation of various bathroom fans is in order, but most of the models I’m familiar with all use blades, not the cage, so while they move air (good) they don’t deal with pressure well (bad). Ideally, from what I’ve read, you want something that will produce about half a pound per square foot in your fallout room.
Next problem is that the room’s input air has to be filtered down to N100 levels, so now we’re talking about more than the average furnace filter. Our research on this kind of detail may seem trivial now, but should things “light up” in either Syria or North Korea, then…who knows?
Food stocks are about to be updated here, too.
As long-term readers know, we moved to the Outback in 2003 expecting the world to go to hell in a handbasket.
We have not been disappointed, except that the resolution of unsustainable economics and forced-consumption marketing has taken longer than it did getting into the last Depression.
There are lots of markers, of course. And it could be that the North Korea “problem” will indeed turn into an analog to the smaller wars of the late 1920’s and early 1930’s.
It is, however, unlikely that the key players of WW II (like Mussolini’s Ethiopian campaign) will reveal who the New Axis powers till include, although my consigliere seems to think not.
From 2004 to present is a fair stretch, so it’s time to update a lot of MRE’s and stored dried goods. The rice still takes great, as does the flour and oats. Freeze-dried meals are fine, too, but it is time to look at rotation.
My buddy Gaye over at www.backdoorsurvival.com has a much less EotW (end of the world) way of prepping. She (and survival hubby) are disciplined canned (and other) goods rotaters. Fresh cans to the back…
Elaine’s that way, too, but we have mostly a lack of cupboard space in the house. This, and the fact the kitchen cupboards are mostly higher-density MDF products.
This gets me on to the question of whether putting in new (talk to the cabinet shop our by Buffalo, TX) or build my own would be the best route.
The cabinet shop pluses? Fast, on budget, great quality, no brainer.
The minuses? Costs more than building my own and it’s almost a 30-mile drive out to pick them up. Probably 4 to 6 trips worth in the pickup.
The do it yourself angle has some pluses: It is the cheapest. I could use ALL of my power tools (like the biscuit joiner, right?) and I could buy a few more Irwin “squeeze clamps” that I dearly love.
The downside of DIY is the time involved. And to some degree, the pain. A week of chlorzoxazone for the back has cleared up 90% of my back pain, but tossing around sheets of plywood might…er…not be so bright.
Elaine did (finally!) find some tile she wants for the counters (4″ squares, gloss black) which will be good and it pencils out to $2.80 a square foot and I enjoy using the tile wet-saw.
Thing is, if we keep on dialing in this house (as we are getting ready to put it on the market) whether we would still want to move.
We sat out in the 180 (degree view) Room as the afternoon rains were watering the garden and lawn for us and the nature of this place was amazing.
As I got up this morning at 5, Elaine whispered “Tell me again…why are we moving?”
“Something less than a 30 minute medical emergency response time and getting Chinese or pizza delivered, for a change mostly….”
But otherwise, the City (whichever it is) becomes a trade-off. The much higher property taxes, to the tune of $200 per month more, are mostly offset by not needing a second phone line for dedicated data searches with Nostracodeus, and a high speed satellite backup system, which comes to just about the same as the property tax delta.
Next Tuesday, the real estate expert will be by and tell us what the place would likely sell for if we do move. It the “magic number” comes in around $200K then we won’t be going anywhere. But if it comes in at or above the County’s “ag value” for the place ($325K) and we would net around $300K, then yeah, the move it on.
Meanwhile, the rains here in the spring result in a minimum of actual garden work. That is, if you don’t count the U-hoe for weeds and the rake. Oilman2 suggested we should mulch the hell out of everything – a fine idea.
But the downside is time. Big time on the front-end, or the same (or slightly more) parceled out over a good spell.
Judging by the looks of things, we’re now about 5-weeks from the first “garden fresh” of the year, which we really look forward to.
I promise not to ramble on about life in the Outback all the time, but the summer is shaping up to be a not-so-nice period and while there are risks attendant to “living apart” we trust enemy target planners will not have been so offended as to send us a flashing ‘house warming” gift down the road.
Still, even it they don’t, there is always the matter of “how good it their aim?” Not so good as an East Texas hunter, I’m sure of it.
Safest country and city I can think of? Vancouver, B.C. which has a huge Chinese population.
There I go…tripping… better slug down some more coffee and focus on where we can make money till the skies light up…
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