Monday, September 14, 2009

Write it Down

Cheap...Survival is NOT a luxury reserved for the rich. A good plan should be
effortless in is deployment with a little training, Studying, supplies and...

* Compatible with Your Current Living Situation.
* Easily Usable By Your Family If You Can't Lead Them.
* Adaptable In Case You Miss Your Window to Relocate
* Sustainable If the Emergency Is Long Term
* Reversible If You Jump the Gun.
* Written Down, So You Aren’t Relying on Memory When You’re Operating under Stress and Without Sleep.

Does this sound right to you? How is your current survival plan stacking up? Plus, your survival plan should work in real life situations, including:

* You're 1,000 miles away on a business trip when "it" happens.
* Your kids are on a school trip when it's time to bug out.
* Traveling by car is not an option.
* One of your family is injured and can't travel.
* You have a baby or have to take care of an elderly parent when "it" happens.
* The emergency build-up is gradual and there's no clear signal. (Like a rash people attacking and biting)

This is one of the ugly realities of our situation today...Most families won't leave urban areas in time because they can't afford leaving early and being wrong. That is why you should listen to me now because when "it" happens I will not be around. Do not confuse "survival" with "primitive living", which are two completely different skill sets. I pity the fool who decides to grind wheat and bake bread 21 days into an urban survival situation. That smell will draw the "zombies" in from blocks away and hunger will be the least of his problems!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Lions, Tigers, and Bears. No Problem


Native to the northern regions of the US and of Canada (the Algonqian tribes - Ojiway, Cree) Windigo is the result of starvation. The creature often appears emaciated and scarred by frostbite. Some legends claim the creature is a human driven to the state by hunger and perhaps isolation. These humans can shape-shift into the Windigo shape. Others see him as an actual demon and instead of looking starved, he's huge and hairy with enormous feet. Either way, he has a horrible stench that turns stomachs.

He will eat anything, including human flesh. In fact, that is what he craves, once he has partaken of it. He is dangerous with great strength.

How do you kill a Windigo? Well, here the story sometimes becomes mixed up with werewolf legends and silver bullets. But, in fact, the only way to destroy a Windigo is to burn him. You see, once he becomes a Windigo, whether by shape shifting or because he is a demon, his heart turns to a chunk of ice, and this must be melted to destroy the beast.


The legend of the werewolf is one of the most ancient and wide spread. Stories of werewolves can be found as far back as history has been written. These shape-shifter myths can be found all over the word from China to Iceland and Brazil to Haiti.

The name Werewolf most likely derives from Old English wer (or were) and wulf. The first part, wer, translates as "man" (in the sense of male human, not the race of humanity). It has cognates in several Germanic languages including Gothic wair, Old High German wer and Old Norse var, as well as in other Indo-European languages, such as Latin vir, Lithuanian vyras and Welsh gwr, which have the same meaning.

The second half, wulf, is the ancestor of modern English "wolf"; in some cases it also had the general meaning "beast". An alternative etymology derives the first part from Old English weri (to wear); the full form in this case would be glossed as wearer of wolf skin.

In some cases, the werewolf is portrayed as being invincible and nearly indestructible, with decapitation of its head and removal of its heart as the only surefire way to kill one. In other superstition the weapon of choice is the silver bullet, and other weapons made of silver.


From very early times there have been reports and tales of vAn undead that rises from the grave during the night to drink the blood of the living in order to stay "alive". Generally the word "undead" refers to a creature that should be dead but is still active within the realm of the living.

There are some variations, where the vampire is traditionally killed with a wooden stake through the heart, some say you have to stake a vampire with a stake of silver or stake him through the heart in addition to other methods. Vampires don't like fire. One way to kill a vampire would be to light them on fire and burn them completely to ashes. They must be burned to ashes or else they will heal themselves and you will be their next victim.


Shoot them in the head.

These are the majarity of what you will run into. I can kill any thing, ask me and I will tell you.

Drive By

I turned forward, and a few seconds later, I turned back again. Now he's standing behind a big bush, partially concealed, watching us.

I mention the fact to Adam, and he turns and looks, and is immediately on edge. "Why would they be looking at us?!"

"I know... let's just keep walking." I said. PETA has resorted to street thugs.

Well, we walked for another 1/4 mile north, turned west, walked for a block, and were walking south again. I had just began to think it was nothing, when here comes a white Olds toward us. They must had driven south, turned west, and turned north.

We kept walking, but I made eye contact again as they drove by. I was walking as confidently as I could- hoping to project the idea that they should just keep driving. I'm 5'10" and 170lbs of Irekq Master of the Deadly Art of Vinjitzu I was hoping that was enough...

They drove past, and all four of them stared hard at us. Gulp.

"Adam, did you see those guys staring?" I asked, sounding confident.

"YES! What is the deal?!" He said. He wasn't scared, but bewildered.

After two or three seconds, I turned, a regretful sigh and here we go again crossed my mind.

The Olds was stopped right in the middle of their lane, about 50 yards behind us, and the passenger was leaning out his window STARING at us. I mean... his whole upper half was leaning out of that car window. I made sure he wasn't holding a gun or anything (not that it matters), and turned to Adam:

"Dude, they are stopped, check it out."

Adam turned, and quickly turned back again, saying "You must be bad luck! I've NEVER had anything like that happen here, and I jog on this trail all the time! Let's hurry and get the heck home!"

We kept walking, and I turned back 5 seconds later, same thing. 5 more seconds later, and the car had drive another 50 yards to a stop sign, and was stopped with its right blinker on- except the passenger was still staring back at us.

The second the car broke the corner and disappeared, we broke into a jog, crossed the street, and took a different path home.

WHEW....I am a body language expert. These guys obviously didn't want to be noticed- nobody with bad intentions ever does. So Adam never has an issue, because no bad-guys (wolves) deem him to be a threat- they can tell that he's harmless (a sheep).

But you set off their own radars, because you noticed them. This is why armed citizens almost encourage attacks in some ways- because the bad guys pick up on their defiant waves, and they almost see it as a challenge." The cell phone trick. If someone is sneaking up behind you, you don't want to turn around and confront them, because then they'll be pushed to act. The same thing applies here! You can look at them to see what they are doing, but you have to look at them in a way that won't trip their radar.

So I pull my phone out of my pocket pretending to make a call (an attack is less likely you if you are on a phone talking to someone.) The car sped up and kept going and no blood was shed