A BIG Day and a Story From The Last Hurricane (Take Notes, This Will Be On The Final Exam)

Greetings and Salutations!
OK
So it’s off-fish-ul.
The Dooney now has my last name. Not -fully- adopted, but recognized and acknowledged (by the courts) that he’s my son, if only in name.

Those of you who have been around here for long enough know my moniker, well, it’s a pleasure to add a stronk male to my family name… reason being that the issue here is outside of Spawn Number One, my family name ends with him (Spawn #1 and/or the Dooney).

And TBH I’m not even sure he’s willing to keep it long term due to the massive amount of ‘bad blood’ between us (Spawn #1) which is a fucking shame. Lord knows I’d love to reconnect, but it’s on him. Him AND his sister/brother or whatever the current thing is… I miss them both horribly… I still love TF out of them, despite their own thought processes…

I figured since the X-In Laws cashed in, and that it’s just them and their mother, that they might be willing to try and talk to their old man, but who the Hell am I kidding!?!

I even reached out MULTIPLE times (while the X-In Laws were still alive, which is why I -think- I got no response) to my X as, well… Gretchen Knows, she was my first true love.

I thought I’d be with her ’til the end of time……………

(cue farting noises)
Yeah…… right motherfucker…

So much for sentimentality amiright?
<Queue Sad Trombone Noises>

On the other hand????
With the Dooney?
Well, it’s New Fam 2.0.
I got a son!!!
A cute blonde “Juggernaut” Sized Son!
I mean the kid is a fucking beast.
So anyway, like I said we went all the fuck over today and got a LOT of shit done.

After the lawyer, we hit (cr)Applebees, as G loves one of the meals there… Oriental Chikin Salad I believe???…. go figure. Me? I was grossed but dealt with it as they have a “2 x for $25” app and two main meals deal.

Cheap is great!

Dooney OTOH had his own ideas…

He kept reaching for my fon, which made a cute pic.
But yeah…
Wasn’t hungry apparently, but was ‘active’ in all respects, to include flirting with the waitress, which is something Spawn #1 used to do constantly.

Lil Booger (Spawn #1) was a male whore I swear… Hit on ALL the ‘hawt chicks’ he could, which led to uncomfortable conversations with the wife later, the lil fucker LOL. He especially had the proclivity of hitting on what I call “stripper moms” which were females, HIGHLY attractive HAWT AF females who’d usually be shopping mid-morning with their singular kid. The usual way things went was their kid would invariably notice I have a Blue’s Clues paw print tattoo. I got it because of Spawn #1… he was soooooooooo into Blue’s Clues…. Anyways… Once the kid (stripper-mom’s) kid had latched onto the fact that I had a “clue” on my leg….. well, let’s just say the conversation went very interesting shortly after…

Yeah, I’d get matchbook covers with “Mercedes” or “Bambi” written on it with phone numbers written on them but I’d invariably hand them over to the Wife-of-the-Time…better safe than sorry….

So anyways…
Back to the point: The Dooney.
For all intents and purposes, he be mine now.

Which I’m very comfortable with.

So yeah… on top of hitting the Lawyers to sign the paperwork, we also managed to get the car registered for the next two years. Seems we had some ‘unpaid tolls’ (which is bullshit IMO) that had to be paid off before they’d renew our shit…

So I ended up calling not ONE but TWO different toll companies, and paying out like $80 worth of tolls that I had no idea were even out there. Thankfully, the app and the website/person on the other end was able to clear our shit, as we’d been sitting in the DMV with a bunch of unwashed scum for 2 plus hours, to include some obnoxious Australopithecus that appeared to be about three or four years old. It was acting out, and when the Sheboon that spawned it told it to “Shut the fuck up and behave!”, it replied by telling her to “Go fuck yourself!” and throwing twin middle fingers….

I wish I was lying/exaggerating/making it up.

This was a kid smaller than the Dooney.

Given me 4 more years, a boatload of training, and MY Boy would wreck their Boy without breaking a sweat. However, that being said, I’m going to make sure the Dooney understands his position as a subjugated (for now) White Kid who, IF he needs to defend himself from an Australopithecine, that he kills it on first contact, leave no witnesses, and E&E as best he can, and keep his fucking mouth shut.

It’s the only way to deal with rabid animals Amiright?

Yepper.
Best Defense is a Capable Defense and a Lethal One at that.

Lord Knows in the next 6-8 months, shit is MOAST DEF going to hit the fan. I mean we’re about to have the worst harvest here stateside that we’ve seen in 40+ years.

Add on that the NEXT planting season?
Well despite all the claims of the cabal around RetardOrangeManWorthless’s claim? Locally, we have a company called Mosaic. Mosaic is the Number one open mining company that’s digging up Phosphate. I’ve gotten word that out of the FIVE giant Phosphate open-pit mines we have locally, that three of them have shut down recently due to the inability to get the “Other Stuff” needed to make good fertilizer.

All of which have to come thru Hormuz.

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah.
If I were you, I’d (like we already are here) start stockpiling canned good, ‘cos MY look is genuine famine for the rest of the world, with just ‘outrageous prices that our DotGov will soon handle’

Meaning that the food will be available, but insanely expensive, and that the current Cabal (circa June 2027) will be blaming the companies for “outrageous price increases” and “profiteering” rather than reality that well…. shit’s expensive… you want it, you gotta pay, ‘cos there ain’t no other shit out there. NO ONE will be held responsible.

Fuck Y’all
Y’all are on Your own.

YMMV.

So case in point:
Hurricane Milton
BAD JuJu there.

We had the power out for 9 days.
It was interesting to say the least.

My house became a MAJOR gathering point after 72 hours as, well… no one else had a radio. How insane is that??? Like your basic, plain battery powered AM/FM radio????

For the first 48 hours, EVERYONE still had ‘basic’ internet.
Cell Service had shit the bed early on, but one could still get commsx from their phone thru the net, IF they’d set it up.

However, once the ‘shit started folding’ so to speak… well… connectivity went sideways. My battery UPS (uninterruptible power supply) kept my PC, monitor as well as my router up and running UNTIL the source (the hub where the main line sent out the signal to our internet) shit the bed at I believe was 72 hours…. it might have been 84 hours, but when it shut down, that was it.

Once that happened?
Well, I have a bunch of ‘survival radios’
No batteries needed.
Some crank powered.
ALL quality manufacturers…

After 3-4 days no one locally, outside of those willing to run their vehicles to power their radios, NO ONE had a clue as to what was going on, the situation as it was, and what to expect from potential hostiles.

See, the local AM Radio station put out a bunch of good intel on just what to be looking for as far as looters went. It seems that since a whole slew of folks had ‘hatted up’, ‘popped smoke’ and got the fuck out of Dodge, there were quite a few “abandoned” domiciles in various Areas of Operation locally, to include mine. It turns out that the ‘looting gangs’ (and yes, they were of a particular 13% group for the most part) would roll into a neighborhood, and ‘test’ various houses to see if someone was home, if it they could get their ‘loot on’ so to speak…

The way they’d ‘test’ it was the see A) if there was a car in the driveway, and then B) rather than chance an unpleasant face-to-face encounter, they’d have someone throw a rock through the front window of the targeted house.

If no one reacted to the broken widow after a few minutes, it was “loot on!” and they’d do what scumbags would do. Now I’m not sure of the other side of my neighborhood (it’s split into North/South sides, I live on the South side which is superior when it comes to crime not happening FWIW) as far as the crime level there buty I do know that at one point on day 4? Maybe 5?

Sapper and I had broken down our patrol schedule on Day 2 of the “shit”. I took nights as I have a fuckton moar training utilizing Night Vision as well as ‘sneaking/creeping/peeking’ as well as ‘shooting/scooting/looting’ I figured he could handle patrolling the neighborhood, in the open, armed, geared up, and be able to respond to anything that might happen.

Me?

I went “Ninja Mode”
3rd Gen PVS-14B that had ‘fallen off one of my trucks’ in Affy

My backup was a PVS-4a, a 2nd gen. BIG night scope.

Add on my ability to creep around unnoticed?
DESPITE being big dude?
I was pretty well known for being a ghost in the Infantry back in the day… As I said, I call it my ‘ninja mode’….

Otherwise

Yeah… During this shytteshow, only one time did I have an issue. 3rd? 4th maybe day in… Shit was still shut the fuck down, I had the only connectivity and/or radio/internet (thanks Elon… the Starlink went up day 4.5 in) Anyways…

A rando-Toyota with 3-4 people in it, driving with lights off.

Now mind you, while on patrol, I was actually carrying an ‘off weapon’… Normally I would have been packing either an M-4, or my AK… However…. a couple of neighbors were worried about round overpenetration (legit) so I rolled heavy with a 12 gauge…

That being My Panzer M-4 12 gauge running Grey Cerakote with Wood Furniture, with a heat shield and bayonet mount. Said bayonet being a (relatively) new issue Marine Corps Ontario Knife OKG-3S Stabby McStab-Stab….

Overall, a LARGE/LONG stabby-badass 12 gauge loaded for fun.

It just made it a bit moar difficult to ‘engage at range’ so to speak. 7.62x39mm or 5.56x45mm (NATO round) might fuck up some innocents (overpenetration). Mind you, I kept them ON HAND meaning my M-4 was literally on my back, with 6 spare mags, and ready to go at a moment’s notice.

HOWEVER|When they hit me with the ‘high beams’ and saw just WTF MY end of the neighborhood was prepped for? Yeah… saved us a lot of heartbreak. This apparently is common AF by all reports… Make of it what you will…. the very fact that no one had what 20 years ago was a basic owned item (AM/FM/SW radio) STILL blows my mind. One of you readers out there in response my original poast about this sent me a BUNCH of 1960s battery powered AM/FM radios, which have been properly disbursed, but I still it incredible that shit like this still happens today….

Make of it what you will

So yeah, best be ready.
I know this’s meandering but I’ve had MOAR than a few celebratory bleers as I know have a new son… I’m also exhausted, as it’s been a full day. Go figure.

So More Later Y’all
Much Love
Big Country









10 thoughts on “A BIG Day and a Story From The Last Hurricane (Take Notes, This Will Be On The Final Exam)”

  1. Good on you, Papa! That boy needs a dad, and you will do just fine. Make him proud!

    My place got ripped off. All my preps are fucked. They got near everything. Gotta love the crackheads, amirite? Carry on and drink water is the new mantra.

    NFA is dead. ‘Bout damn time. There is some sore ass at BATFEHQ this week. Fukem! I laugh at them.

    Tom762

  2. Hell yea you got a son! Up to my ears in food preps and bottled water.
    Even some coffee and nuts from when EBT use was allowed after stroke II.
    It took awhile to recover from that one and the thought of always speaking gibberish was the only scary part whereas stroke I was scary AF with coma.
    The Good The Bad and The Ugly was on when awaking after combat veteran nurse screaming in ear you’re almost gone, I pictured R. Lee Ermey.
    I knew I had come to the right place with Clint the Squint on Talmud Vision.

  3. Hopefully things are now so tight with the adoption that Gone With The Wind Dad won’t be able to come back and fuck up your new relationship (congrats!) with The Doonie.

  4. Although the circumstances sucked, the kid actually won the lottery.

    Very few people are paying attention to all the other stuff that moves from Hormuz. It all has downstream consequences that are in play now. The other interesting thing is our gee-whiz top shelf missiles use rare earth magnets that are only available from China, who has been alternatively stopping export, or slo walking it. It’ll be years that we can restock what we’ve burned in Iran and on Israels behalf.

    The other thing is the data center craze. The shenanigans they are using to finance these things are going to blow it all up sooner rather than later. There’s 1.5T in off the books financing. Tell me again how AI will pay the bills on these hyperscalers. That bubble won’t last.

    It’s going to get fucked up and weird for the next two years.

  5. Congrats Dad!

    I collect radios almost as much as flashlights for prep. Got a cheap little red solar/hand crank/battery-operated Craftsman with AM/FM/NOAA/Alert with a USB 5V out for recharging a cell or flashlight. It throws out a surprising amount of light for its size.
    Then a Midland XT511 Base Camp radio with AM/FM/WX/GMRS transmitter with 22 channels… rechargeable/battery/hand-crank and flashlight.
    Then a couple of GE 40 channel handheld CBs and a couple of small “neighborhood” walkies.

    Being a fellow Floridian, I’m still feeling a little anxious with the lack of tropical activity this year around here…not complaining, just apprehensive. You know how we gotta stay prepped for those bastards. And on top of that, the long range winter forecast shows we may actually have a good chance of snow again up here in the panhandle…definitely supposed to be colder and wetter than average. I’ve pretty much seen enough with that 9 inches of sky cocaine we got last year.

  6. Good idea for Christmas presents to my kids in Florida this year – emergency radios. I’m sure they haven’t even considered those. One is none, and two is one, right?

  7. Dooney is in good hands. Good on ya, lad. Our grandson just started kindergarten this week.

    Over penetration. What load were you using in your 12 GA? We live in a cul-de-sac. My choice is #2 steel shot.

    Fortunately, the residents of our cul-de-sac are all white and long time home owners, not renters. That said, they are also content to sit and contentedly stare at their navels, comfortably wrapped inside their normalcy bias. I have tried to gently broach some topics over time, but they just stare at their feet and change the subject. We shall see.

  8. My house became a MAJOR gathering point after 72 hours as, well… no one else had a radio. How insane is that??? Like your basic, plain battery powered AM/FM radio????

    I thought before reading the second line you meant a ham radio. I don’t know why I’m surprised, people on my street found out that the city was doing water work and complained that the water would be off for about 12 hours so they had to go buy bottled water. I went and bought a big bottle too, but mainly so I didn’t need to break into one of the half dozen 5 gallon bricks. I’m wondering now if I need to lay in more pool shock just to be the “guy who sells bleach” when the balloon goes up.

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