We would not be doing our duty to readers if all we did were to supply hope about the coming age of prosperity.  I hope that this can be rung in by the creation of an alternative social credit economy, I really do. However, I am pretty much a short-term thinker, from the military perspective, a grunt, and I am concerned about day-to-day survival, rather than great flights of philosophy.  I just don’t have the patience for it, and struggle even to get through articles by my friends and colleagues at this site. It is my fault, but I am too old a dog to learn new tricks now.

     From my tent outpost here in the Victorian scrub, through the bitter cold nights, while I drink billy-boiled tea by my camp fire, I see the coming of hard times. For many hard times are here already, with many sites telling the story of people just not being able to get by:

     Most people have no emergency funds because they don’t have any money left at the end of a pay period to do much at all. It becomes impossible to do prepping for the coming collapse. No doubt, there will always be some room to trim off some fat, but for family men, one cannot expect the modern woman, who loves comfort, to be willing to live like my mother did in the Great Depression, or her mother and grandmother. That world is gone, and yet, it is fast returning as well, because modernity is totally unsustainable. While there is much written about this, few have actually started living in the “world made by hand”: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Made_By_Hand.

     When the storm waves of the crash of crashes, smashes the match sticks of modernity, chaos will rule and the world will be something out of the paintings of Hieronymus Bosch (1450-1516), or the contemporary painter Cleon Peterson.
 Don’t let it end this way.