Well the End of the World is coming... Now what?

I guess everyone is sick of my 'End of the World' rants. Truth tell, so am I! But then again, the number of protests in the USA saying "Trump has to go" are a pretty good indication that everyone wants to be normal again. Makes me wonder; to get that many people protesting ICE (and Bruce Springsteen!! Best concert I have been to) you have to wonder how many didn't go but still felt that way. The POWER of protest!

I don't know where you're reading from, but petrol is in shortage here. Food will be because you can't haul it in. It is a domino effect... That is why, I believe, that Australia needs to fend for itself instead of relying on the USA.

But Trump has fallen into the psychotic belief, that it would be won within weeks. Kind makes him like Putin, who believed the war with Ukraine would be over within weeks. Not so... He is a greedy bastard. I guess we will see what Trump does next.

Now if everyone would take their seat, in their own country - and leave everyone else alone!!

The Squeeze and I are going to Vietnam in May. I have to wonder if it's safe; and if not - I'll activate my retirement plan... And Die. 😆

Ok. I'm over the end of the world...

So, moving on to... The cost of petrol!!?  WTF?

This is one thing that is showing us just what dumb ass's we are. It's fine to be all 'let's play together!' but at the end of the day, Australia needs to be more self-sufficient, in every way. Who cares what it costs?

We are a large land; about 80% of the size of America; which that equates to a shit load of land to protect. 

Population is 26 million in Australia compared to 335 million in the States.

Our Navy has about 40 ships. The USA 474.

To break it down; the USA is a heavyweight boxer running the fight.  Australia is a highly trained teammate fighting alongside them. What does that mean? At the end of the day isn't everyone going to protect their own lands? Their own people? Which is as it should be...

This means every country needs to come to each other's aid but have enough left at home to be able to rescue them also. The only thing we've got going for us is distance! Sigh...

End of the world...

The End of the World as we know it is something that my girlfriend and I discussed at length at the beginning of the week. It is horrible, but unimaginable also... My girlfriend said was getting an exoskeleton and walking to some friend's place at quite a distance, to borrow movies! What the..?

An exoskeleton... Weird brain. I don't even think about things like that! Probably why she's a bloody fantastic author.  But an exoskeleton is a rigid external covering that provides support (and protection I guess) for a person's body. Unlike an internal skeleton, this outer structure gives shape and protects your internal organs. But as my girlfriend told it, she could press something and it would walk you anywhere; uphill... No problems! Which is okay as long as there aren't zombies ready to eat you.

I thought that was probable groovy. But I'd like to get some necessities. Like food! Weapons! And the truth is I don't have the room to do it properly, so I could get by for a couple of weeks but that is about it. The problem is of course, as society breaks down all manner of niceties go out the window. People are only out for themselves.

I mentioned to my doctor the other day saying I suspected something was coming. I'm not saying zombies or anything (although it could be!!) and so I was starting to get a few things for home... Like candles and lighters and these groovy straws that survivalists have so that they can drink any water and it is cleaned prior to gulping it down. Next, I suspect I'll have to get some tinned goods and maybe plant some vegetables or at least get the seeds to plant them if needed. It reminds me of that book by James Herbert. Rats I think it was... terrified me.

My doctor said "where do you live? Because I'm coming around to kill you and steal your stuff!" And here I was offering to share!

Moral of the story... Don't mention to anyone your plans! Just quietly get ready for something.

Home Again...

Well, I'm back home. Seemed sad this morning waking up not to the sound of the waves rolling in, but silence. I missed sitting out on the front porch just watching the waves talking about a million things (most of which will end up stories or books). For example, we were talking about the end of the world...

That started the End of the World discussions - that were downright funny.  As if we could be ready for the end of the world!

I could be; if I won the lottery or something where I had unlimited funds. 

If I did, I'd buy this old church up where I live. The church has been done up and looks beautiful, but I'd have to do a couple of cosmetic changes... I like a lot of wood rather than the white plastic look and ornate stuff.

But... I mentioned that what I would do is buy a generator and get a large fence around it. I'd get the island bench in the kitchen, and I'd excavate under it. Have a huge room with a TV, wall of movies and music. 

Like this: Secret Room under the Bench

The shelves would be full of preserves, and the freezers would be full of meat. There would be plenty of tanks to collect the rainwater and a bed with linen ready. 

There is a bit of land and so I could be well fortified. There was a place in the middle of the church you could grow anything fresh and the was enough land that you could have a couple of cows for milk.  Eg. where they have an existing fountain, I could fill it with dirt for vegetables.

Of course, all the stars have align for this... :)

Rainy. Misty. Beatiful.

I'm on my last night down here; I go back home tomorrow. Although there is a tinge of regret, I love my house - and it's not like Isobelle is going to suddenly dump this place on the market. It's gorgeous. I remember when she got it; about forty years ago. 

Of course it wasn't nearly as refined then... But the view remains unchanged. So, I'll be down again! To watch the waves roll in and the mist cover the hills.

Most I think would like the summer months. I like them, but the days like today are excellent writing weather and somehow, writing just comes easier.

We are pretty committed when we are down here. We religiously write. But when we're not writing, we bounce around ideas that somehow turn into stories. That is interceded with laughter - in other words, we have a great time.