The True Meaning of Sovietization

Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!

h/t CA at WRSA

So yeah, the New KGB-FBI-STASI-GESTAPO is now fully out in the open, operating, well operating just like the old KGB-STASI-GESTAPO of the bad old days of the cold war.

As that Brit comedy did with the two Nazis in Uniform:
“Does this mean we’re the baddies!?!”
Why yes, Yes you are most certainly.

But hey. It and shit do happen. Here today, gone tomorrow and we can allllll just sit right back and watch by the dying light as the ‘Plane’ or better, the Ship “USS FUSA or the GAE” starts it’s terminal descent into the cold, dark beyond. Who knew an Iceberg could be so dangerous?
Then again, it does have a “Berg” in it <drum riff>

All jokes aside…despite the best efforts of the Accelerationists, I don’t see a lot of changes of a radical nature coming to fruition any time in the near-near. I mean I might be completely off in my prognostication(s) BUT

I see us s-l-o-w-l-y sliding into the same torpor, the same malaise, the same utter gray and lame lifestyle that the former Soviet Republics went through. Everything, and I mean everything is going to be in short supply, leastways for us Proles. The self-appointed Commissars, what with their almost identical Marxist mindset of “From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs

And boy, do them Eeee-lites have a lot of needs.
However, safe to say, they severely overestimate their abilities

I’ve seen roadkill with better brains than our current crop of psychopaths and neer-do-wells. Billy Gates? Obviously never got over being beaten up and stuffed in the trash can in 4th Grade. Seems he has a pathological need to -do things- that cause mass destruction and chaos. ALL of them… worthless skin bags who, if by chance they were ever to become live-organ donators, no one would object.

Yeah… a slow burn… grayer, poorer, less fun, (unless you’re one of the Elites) and on the off chance that the Proles finally grow weary of them, they have their underground and New Zealand bolt holes already set up.

One thing I have noticed, and maybe y’all have too, while meat/steak/eggs… you know, the staples of living? They’ve been shooting up in price dramatically. But there’s ONE item that I haven’t noticed going UP in price, and that’s beer an booze. In fact the Tranny-Fluid debacle has kept Butt-Lite on an exceptionally affordable price.

Like over Memorial Day, a case of that shit could be had for as little as $8. Whereas my favorite Irish Whisky? Still the same price as it was a year, year and a half ago? For some reason methinks they’re intentionally keeping the OTC ‘relaxatives/sedatives within a reasonable price, as keeping evryone good and liquored up, outside of a few stereotypical raging drunks, keeping the ‘body politic’ anaesthetized is a –good thing

Keep everyone from completely flipping their collective shit
Homor Simpson once said “Beer: The cause of and solution to all of life’s problems”

Of course, this’s why I’ve cut back significantly.
A BIG reason is having the constitution of a fucking Beer Swilling Cocaine-Grizzly vis-a-vis intake tolerance… takes me like a 15 pack of pounders (16oz cans) for me to catch a real buzz. That’s waaay too much pissing and bloat, never mind the cost.

So, now I wait til things get a bit better.
I started roadmarching, with a plate carrier and plates ONLY for now. I’ll add more weight once I get the rhythm of the roadmarch back. Right now it’s just a short two block slog, but I do it, and man, it hurts. One baby toe on the left hoof is still broken, so I gut through it.

Only thing that bums me is no open carry of a rifle.
I’d much prefer to be able to properly roadmarch with my rifle.
Might have to look at a “rubber duck” and paint it bright Blue or something… even then I’d probably get hemmed up by the cops, especially in light of how many Damned Yankees have infiltrated the A.O.

Just today at lunch I was renting a furniture dolly to move a fridge. Well a freezer really. G-Ma and fam are unfortunately moving. I gave them a Deep Freeze right before COVID (didn’t think I’d need it nor had I used it since the divorce… more the fool sez I) but now that they’re moving, they’re giving it back!

Which is great
Gonna go in on a Half-a-Cow or pig with someone and stock that fucker full. SO I was up at the U-Haul and this young-ish couple were in there all happy and talking about how they moved here just today… the guy behind the counter was all being nice and whatever… me being the bastard curmudgeon I’ve become, I asked where thy moved from…

“Rhode Island!” said the chirpy tatted-up girl…(maybe she was 22, 23 at most…) not bad looking but a lot of ‘warning tattoos’, i.e. dreamcatcher on her neck, the word ‘breathe’ on the inside of one wrist… her significant other, Mister “I could smell the soy from six feet away?” Yeah, his tats? Flowers. Lil daisies on the back of his elbows… bad hair, shitty handlestache…
Uh… yeeeah
I looked at ’em both, and growled “Welcome to Florida! Don’t you fucking dare vote like you did back home.” The guy behind the counter looked at me, and looked at them and nodded and said “Yep… don’t screw up our state like you did yours!”
On that I turned and walked out… let them chew on that bit of advice.

But folks like that are like an infectious virus.
Moving in from a fucked up state, to OUR state, and then voting in the same types of assholes who made their state of origin all fucked up, which, while NOT intentionally planning on fucking it all up again, but doing so, and then wondering “How did this happen?” Self awareness purely doesn’t exist in the hive-mind of a liberal I swear.

Their look of shock was great.

Pleased to meet you, won’t you guess my name?
So yeah, unless -something- unbelievable happens of EPIC Black Flag proportions, I could very well see them slowly allowing the wheels to grind to a measured halt, when no one really gives a shit, as long as the entertainment is there for the masses. Bread and Circuses. We’re all Roman Now. We’re in late-stage Empire: Looting the Treasury of the last sestertii and making sure the Masses have plenty of Bread and Circuses.

Why do you think this new VR Headset from Apple is getting the play that it has. We’re going “Ready Player One” and no one seems to notice, nor care

Meh
Grab teh poppy-corn-de-shrimpies!

That was Adriana’s Favorite >Le Sigh<
Holler Later
Big Country

21 thoughts on “The True Meaning of Sovietization”

  1. Start humping a 45 plate. Switch it out between sides, abdomen, back, and you will in shape in no time!

  2. All of the glory of Eastern Bloc drab egalitarian existence without the Zil and Trabant fine rides?
    Some Fundamental Transformation this is.
    Transplants are flocking here like crazy and I enjoy farting in their general direction after a good garden salad deviled eggs combo.
    The FIB and other maggot minions of the state were always cross dressing penis puffer commie comrades, ain’t nothing new under the sun.
    As the Great John Dillinger said, eat my dust, flatfoot.

  3. yeah, move to the hills of pa. the locals looked me over real hard too after we moved up here.
    being from philly doesn’t help things. but after a while, they realized we just want to be left alone.
    like them. got to know a few people after a while. helped a few guys out with some of the stuff I have.
    dad did concrete and mason work. I still have a lot of the tools and I know how to do it right.
    dad’s idea of summer vacation was to drag my ass out to work after I hit 10 or 11, I not sure anymore.
    wasn’t till I got a bit older did I realize what he was doing for me. I learned a lot about building things
    and got damn big and strong to boot. really, if you last the first week. you should be able to last the summer. concrete work is a killer- do not fuck with or try to fight a man who does it, they will kill you.
    the last 2 years or so, I have being seeing more and more out of state plates around here.-not good.
    in a lot of ways, around here is like stepping back in time- the 1960’s at least in the smaller towns
    around here. although in the last 2 years there are a lot more drugs and druggies around than before.
    figured the country was on the downhill slope a few years back, say 1994 or so. still had to make a living and my parents where still alive so I stayed in philly until they passed on. anyway.
    you should find a better spot to watch the show, like I did. get away from people/cities/larger towns
    but the newcomers ? yeah, they have boats and ATV’s and other toys. but I don’t think they have much in the way of food stashed away. the local supermarket has a big section of canning goods
    and there is a healthy farmers market too. the Amish live nearby as well.
    and I have found out there are a LOT of combat arms vets up here as well. the sportsman’s club is full of them ! guess how much dues are per year ? 7 bucks and range time is free, any time you want.
    I go during the week as the weekends are full of the guys who still go to work everyday.
    all they ask is that you clean up afterwards. food is so-so, but the people are great.
    maybe you should look around where Miss Daisy lives and get out of there ?
    but you can not leave because of the in-laws. this I understand very well. most people today could not care less about family. well, some family anyway. have a BIL that works for a 3 letter group that I have not seen in years. don’t care to either. he is like most feds today.
    anyway, I still find it amazing that people still think they going to change this shit show by voting (?)
    that ship has sailed or sunk. last election there where tons of( OZ) banner and signs around here
    and a line to vote- that never happen before. hell, even the older folks with walkers where out to vote
    there was one old guy who kept saying over and over, “we are wasting our time here, nothing is going to change by voting ” I think you right about most people having no clue how this shit is going to end. so, just keep stocking the shelfs with food, ammo and all of the other stuff you going to need/want when it does break down. it is all I am doing for the last few years now.

  4. Saw this comment in regards to the female movie characters in some unknown film–

    ” Second, no female needs rescue, aid, or advice. She may not gain through grit, learn lessons, make mistakes, or rally after failure. Perfect creatures need no improvement, make no mistakes, and never fail. Hence she can have no character growth, hence no character at all. “.

    Applies to a lot more than females and a lot more than movies. From over at LL’s place–

    https://www.virtualmirage.org/recalcitrant/

    Road march. Good on ya, lad. My route is a loop just shy of one mile long. I wear my M1956 style web belt and ‘H’ suspenders with two ammo pouches. One pouch has my cell phone, the other my PA-63 9mm mak. Google Earth says the major uphill portion is 290 yards, about an 8% grade. I’ve gotten to where I can walk the entire route without getting winded. Considering I turned 70 last month, I’ll take it. Here’s another tune for you–

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z4XWiKZNMOU

    1. Ha! I know who that was. Mr. Wright knows his stuff. Guy’s a better theologist than the last 3 pastors of my church, too.

  5. “Only thing that bums me is no open carry of a rifle.
    I’d much prefer to be able to properly roadmarch with my rifle.”

    This isn’t legal advice, but…

    Look up FL Statute 790.25 (3) h. Lawful Uses of Open Carry.
    (h) A person engaged in fishing, camping, or lawful hunting or going to or returning from a fishing, camping, or lawful hunting expedition;

    Stick a pocket fisherman in your ruck, and hike to a body of water. Wet the line, and go home. The cops don’t really understand it, but it is the law and if they screw with you, ghetto lottery time.

    1. Make sure you have a fishing license, but under Florida law, only FDFW are authorized to check.
      There was a great video of this over at knuckledraggin’. Best watch to learn all the rules you can make them follow. Twist them in knots.

  6. In light of, umm, recent events, Butt Light/Transheuser Busch is probably not the best example to cite, I’m thinking. Well, except in the “How to fuck up your brand and destroy your business in one stupid-ass move” category, that is.


  7. Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!

    h/t CA at WRSA

    So yeah, the New KGB-FBI-STASI-GESTAPO is now fully out in the open, operating, well operating just like the old KGB-STASI-GESTAPO of the bad old days of the cold war.

    As that Brit comedy did with the two Nazis in Uniform:
    “Does this mean we’re the baddies!?!”
    Why yes, Yes you are most certainly.

    But hey. It and shit do happen. Here today, gone tomorrow and we can allllll just sit right back and watch by the dying light as the ‘Plane’ or better, the Ship “USS FUSA or the GAE” starts it’s terminal descent into the cold, dark beyond. Who knew an Iceberg could be so dangerous?
    Then again, it does have a “Berg” in it

    All jokes aside…despite the best efforts of the Accelerationists, I don’t see a lot of changes of a radical nature coming to fruition any time in the near-near. I mean I might be completely off in my prognostication(s) BUT

    I see us s-l-o-w-l-y sliding into the same torpor, the same malaise, the same utter gray and lame lifestyle that the former Soviet Republics went through. Everything, and I mean everything is going to be in short supply, leastways for us Proles. The self-appointed Commissars, what with their almost identical Marxist mindset of “From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs”

    And boy, do them Eeee-lites have a lot of needs.
    However, safe to say, they severely overestimate their abilities

    I’ve seen roadkill with better brains than our current crop of psychopaths and neer-do-wells. Billy Gates? Obviously never got over being beaten up and stuffed in the trash can in 4th Grade. Seems he has a pathological need to -do things- that cause mass destruction and chaos. ALL of them… worthless skin bags who, if by chance they were ever to become live-organ donators, no one would object.

    Yeah… a slow burn… grayer, poorer, less fun, (unless you’re one of the Elites) and on the off chance that the Proles finally grow weary of them, they have their underground and New Zealand bolt holes already set up.

    One thing I have noticed, and maybe y’all have too, while meat/steak/eggs… you know, the staples of living? They’ve been shooting up in price dramatically. But there’s ONE item that I haven’t noticed going UP in price, and that’s beer an booze. In fact the Tranny-Fluid debacle has kept Butt-Lite on an exceptionally affordable price.

    Like over Memorial Day, a case of that shit could be had for as little as $8. Whereas my favorite Irish Whisky? Still the same price as it was a year, year and a half ago? For some reason methinks they’re intentionally keeping the OTC ‘relaxatives/sedatives within a reasonable price, as keeping evryone good and liquored up, outside of a few stereotypical raging drunks, keeping the ‘body politic’ anaesthetized is a –good thing–

    Keep everyone from completely flipping their collective shit
    Homor Simpson once said “Beer: The cause of and solution to all of life’s problems”

    Of course, this’s why I’ve cut back significantly.
    A BIG reason is having the constitution of a fucking Beer Swilling Cocaine-Grizzly vis-a-vis intake tolerance… takes me like a 15 pack of pounders (16oz cans) for me to catch a real buzz. That’s waaay too much pissing and bloat, never mind the cost.

    So, now I wait til things get a bit better.
    I started roadmarching, with a plate carrier and plates ONLY for now. I’ll add more weight once I get the rhythm of the roadmarch back. Right now it’s just a short two block slog, but I do it, and man, it hurts. One baby toe on the left hoof is still broken, so I gut through it.

    Only thing that bums me is no open carry of a rifle.
    I’d much prefer to be able to properly roadmarch with my rifle.
    Might have to look at a “rubber duck” and paint it bright Blue or something… even then I’d probably get hemmed up by the cops, especially in light of how many Damned Yankee infiltrators have infiltrated the A.O.”

    Oh, and I do SOOO much love the mental image that conjures up. You’re right, though, you’d create a YUUUGE sudden surge in heart attacks in the nabe amongst the been-here-eighteen months Damned Yank import contingent. NOTE: I am NOT saying that like it’s a BAD thing, not at all. 😉

  8. CRAP, I fucked up the snippet quote all to hell and gone! Should have started at “I started roadmarching,” not what I actually ended up with. Feel free to fix it for me there, BC, with my apologies for the error.

  9. It may sound weird, but you can simulate a gun or sword or other 5-10lb long object with… a sledgehammer or a shovel or a prybar or other agricultural implement. Or a 2×6, with added weights, cut to the with the edges rounded. Just a big bat of wood.

    Done it in the past. And using a 5lb or 10lb long sledge as a ‘machete’ trainer works well. Hold the shaft with the weight to the bottom of your hand (non-thumb side) and do cuts and hacks, either in slow motion or full speed.

    And if you can find a shirt big enough to wear over the plate carrier, that camos it from quick inspection by nosy neighbors. Some big guy in a Hawaiian shirt or one of those Panamanian guybara shirtthingies and a chunk of wood is somewhat less hostile than some big guy in a plate carrier with a block of wood stenciled “Rifle Simulator” if you know what I mean.

  10. I’m quoting from memory cuz its too early to look up and I got shit to do, but it goes a little something like this.
    There are something like 33,000 counties, parishes, what ever the fuck districts, callem what you want, in the FUSA. 85-90% of the population lives in only 150 of said counties. Seven of these, maybe be more now, are in Florida. When shit gets skinny and sideways, where all these hongry fuckers gonna go? You nor anyone else gonna be able to stay up 24/7 shewtin said hongry fuckers. You’ll melt the barrel trying to keep them off your mac n cheese. This is the main reason I shagged ass to a lesser populated area. The numbers aint right for survival.
    I remember my Grandaddy tell a story that was going around after the depression of a farmer coming out to find a fellow eating in his watermelon patch. Farmers said, gtfo of my patch or I’ll shoot, man eating watermelons said “go ahead and shoot”. He who heitates has lost. Gotta go can some pickles and split some firewood, winter is coming.

  11. As long as they set the pace we will lose. Why do you think they freak when unplanned events happen? Only way oit is strait through faster than they can control. Untill that happens we will lose

  12. Yeah, when I was in Africa, the local strongman would keep the price of beer and palm wine low just to keep the locals fat, drunk, and happy.

    Oh, and one of the first things he would do is put his face on the money…

  13. Road Marching w/o any weights for two reasons. First trying to avoid upsetting SWMBO as no matter how I try to edgemicate, anything political and not looking and hoping for everything to be all roses puts her into a depressed funk. Second and most importantly right now just 1 trip around my little cul de sac (1/5 mi w/hill at both ends) and the sciatica down both legs leaves me out of it for at least an hour. pay for it the next day too. I can push through most but when it doubles you over just to sneeze then the best I can do is be a large speed bump if it get to my end.

  14. I was thinking, carry a fishing rod as well. Alcohol is the only thing that is recession proof.

  15. Dvorak’s law: The worse the economy, not only do the hookers get better looking, but they get cheaper.

  16. Well, if it’s any consolation, one of my kids and her husband just got out of the Navy and landed in Fla. for a few years, at least. They are solid and will cancel out those new kid’s votes. In fact, one of the first things they did was buy a new firearm – it was his turn, so he got to pick. Poor guy needs a little more education, though, as he bought a Glock. Youth, what are you gonna do?

Comments are closed.

Verified by MonsterInsights