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A City Boy Can (Possibly) Survive: What Happens When The Disaster We’re Heading For Becomes Reality?

It’s been nearly four decades since the Anthem of All Who Call Themselves Country was released by Hank Williams, Jr. “A Country Boy Can Survive” blared from the windows of every pickup truck in my hometown in 1982, the lyrics sung with gusto by proud, capable people who’ve always been and remain little more than a punchline for the “educated Leftist elite”. We’re rubes, deplorables, and (without exception) Trump supporters who cling to our guns and religion – and if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn.

It seems the time has arrived when those country-folk survival skills may prove the difference between living and dying. It doesn’t take much of a fortune teller to predict that truly world-altering circumstances are upon us, but just in case you have any doubt (or don’t trust the word of a rube like me) you can read the opinion of uber-Leftist, tech-billionaire, Biden-supporting, Trump-banning, Twitter founder Jack Dorsey, who just tweeted that hyperinflation is happening, and “it’s going to change everything”.

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That should scare the bejabbers out of you. “Hyperinflation” is the most terrifying word in the economist lexicon. It destroys countries, starts World Wars, and sends millions into abject poverty (if they’re lucky enough to escape the genocide and other atrocities that often accompany such economic upheaval). Perhaps most frightening is the reality that it’s never been seen on a scale such as the American economy, and never with the currency to which so many other nations tie their own. If the world currency suddenly becomes worthless, what is the potential ripple effect – and how will those effects play out on your family?

Like grandma’s warm apple pie on the windowsill, we are right now getting a little whiff of what we can expect by-and-by, minus all the sweet deliciousness. And while Biden Chief-of-Staff Ron Klain would have us believe that rising inflation and supply chain issues are little more than “high class problems”, the fact is that it ain’t the escargots that are escar-gone, it’s the chicken pot pies and affordable heating fuel that average Americans depend on which are becoming scarce, with winter on the near horizon. The problems as they exist right now are sufficient to create a serious situation for everyday Americans, and we’ve barely scratched the surface of the inflation boondoggle. This is just run-of-the-mill inflation; hyperinflation will make this look like a day at the local fishing hole.

I’m not worried about all that, because I’m a country boy and I’m fixing to weather just about any kind of storm. More to the point, I’ve been fixing for some time. To give you some idea of what I mean, consider that I own my rural home and property outright; I practice rainwater collection, and my filtration/purification system will handle any kind of water (even the filthy river water that flows a hundred yards down the hill from my house); I have solar panels and battery banks running my pumps and lights, sufficient to keep us nearly “normal” even if the power grid stumbles; my home is heated with plentiful wood as well as coal, and I’ve stocked enough of both to get through three or four winters with relative ease; perhaps most importantly, I have a barn full of bunnies and a basement full of dry and canned goods sufficient to feed my family comfortably for a year or more. 

I can skin a buck and run a trot line too, but I’m not depending on that. Neither are any of my neighbors. We’re country folk; we ain’t foolish enough to think we’re going to hunt and fish our way out of major economic collapse. That’s why we’ve all put seeds away in long-term storage. Our food stores aren’t designed to feed us until “things get back to normal” (because if hyperinflation hits, there may never be a “normal” again); rather, they exist to get us through until we can sufficiently provide our own reliable supply through growing what we can and bartering for the rest.

Shelter, heat, food, water, lights. Yeah, I’ve covered that and so has the majority of my neighborhood. I know this because I’ve asked them. In fact, we communicate regularly. We have a plan in place if circumstances should go sour and become dangerous. We’re foolish rubes, but we’re wicked smart when it comes to survival. 

That’s how we were raised.

Oh, and we’ve got guns and God to protect us and our stores if the unrest reaches our doorsteps, silly deplorables that we are.

You may have noticed that the title of this piece doesn’t quite match up with everything you’ve just read. What does my country-boy preparation have to do with city boys surviving?

Here’s where the redneck in me wants to say “if you’re a city boy and you get hungry, best to go some other direction than mine when you go looking for an easy meal”. That’s good survival advice right there.

But that’s not why I’ve written this.

The point of this article is to try and help y’all city folk get through the worst of it using some country-folk techniques that might in the end mean the difference between life and death. You see I, and my Trump-supporting rube brethren, realize there are plenty of good people trapped in the cities – and they’ll be the first to experience the worst of it when Biden’s nonsensical policies and incompetent dithering lead us to worldwide catastrophe. 

I’m proud of my preparations, proud of my country heritage, and absolutely arrogant when it comes to my ability to make it through just about anything, but it pisses me off that the very folks who voted for this disaster of a “leader” are about to be thrown so squarely under the bus by that very sock puppet. I blame you city folks for electing this clown, but I still have a sense of fairness and decency that won’t allow me to just abandon you to the devastation your poor choice has wrought. Ron Klain and his marionette might be okay with a “let them eat cake” attitude, but that just doesn’t sit right with me. I’m a country boy, but I’m also a true American. We don’t abandon our own.

So to that end, here are a few pointers from a country-boy survivalist.

First and most importantly, understand that if the S really, truly does HTF, you will not likely make it in the city. That’s the fact. GET OUT NOW, if there’s any possible way for you to do so. Leave any semblance of “blue” – city or state – and leave blue attitudes there, too. The “blue” side doesn’t give a horse’s heinie about you. They never have.

Assuming you can’t leave ahead of time, I’m going to do my best to help you weather the worst of it when it comes down hard. You’ll have few choices, and while it’s not a great one, the fact is that sheltering in place – in other words, staying put where you live – is likely the best of them.

You’ll need to try and prepare for a fairly long incarceration within your apartment. As civil order breaks down, the chaos will be most intense over the first few days, and again (but in a different way) for at least a week after that. The truly lawless will use any opportunity to let loose their “wilding”, which will occupy the first days of any breakdown in civility. You have to make it through that first. Lock and barricade any entrance to your space, and then maintain silent, unobserved living. Prepare to defend against any breach that might occur, but beyond that let everything that takes place outside your doors stay outside your doors. Your mindset – as sad as it may be – must be “my family, and nothing else”.

When it becomes clear that everything is crumbling, you’ve got to take certain immediate steps. The first of these is to fill everything that will hold water with water. 

This is especially true if you live above the seventh floor of an apartment building. City water pressure will push the flow up that far, but most apartments depend on electric pumps to handle distribution above that level. No electricity, no pumps, no water. Get it while you can.

To that end, it’s a good idea to begin storing water right now. As you empty milk jugs, rinse them and fill them with H2O. They will store just fine for the most part. To be extra certain, add a couple of drops of household bleach, which will disinfect the water and help it to store more reliably. Leave these jugs on the floor, perhaps under your bed. Set them on a sheet or some other material that you can check every now and then to see whether any are leaking. Do not store this water on shelves above your reserve food, for exactly that reason.

Regarding reserve food, you absolutely must begin stocking some extra, above and beyond what you ordinarily keep in the pantry. Choose foods that are readily available, filling, high in protein, and easily stocked. Peanut butter is a great one. Rice and beans are, too. Canned meats, especially of the “Spam” variety, will last a long time and aren’t overly expensive. Tuna is a good all-around food. Put some fruit as well as hard candy back, also. These break up the monotony, serve other nutritional needs, and give you something to assuage hunger when you’re rationing. 

You’ll be hunkering down, so you won’t need as many calories. Still, try to plan 2000 calories per person, per day, for at least ten days. Don’t waste money and storage space on “empty calorie” junk. Typical snack foods and ordinary boxed crap is all but useless in a survival situation. Get calorie-dense food NOW, while you still have time, and rotate more in as you can. First in, first out.

As a rule, expect that cooking/heating may not be an option. Plan accordingly. And either buy easy-open cans, or have a manual can opener available; it makes life much easier.

The average American family has enough food stored to last for three days. During that fourth through tenth day the outside “threat” will be hungry people who will do anything – ANYTHING – to get a bite to eat. To survive that period, you’ll have to stay “nonexistent”. Be QUIET, be unobserved, and don’t open your door for anything. 

Remember, your family first.

If you can make it ten days to two weeks, you’ll be ahead of the curve. At that point you’ll have to leave your shelter and face the music (even if it’s a funeral dirge). This would be the time to start trying to establish contact with others who have similarly survived, and begin planning for your new daily reality. There is safety in numbers, and two weeks after a catastrophic event it will be a numbers game. Group up and begin working together. You’re not in the country; you can’t do it alone.

This is by no means an inclusive “how to survive” guide for anyone, but there are plenty of those available if you’ll take the time to look. The point of this article is to make you aware that the time to start thinking of these things, if you haven’t already, is right now. The world isn’t changing; it has already changed, and it’s going to get much, much worse. A lot of people are going to suffer, and a lot will likely die. Try not to be among them.

By Jackson P. Chamberlain

Jackson P. Chamberlain is a right-leaning, liberty-loving husband and father whose American heritage dates back nearly four hundred years. He writes from his home at the base of the Appalachian Mountains. He can be found on GETTR @jpchamberlain, or on MeWe as Jackson Chamberlain. Jackson is a regular contributor to The Blue State Conservative.

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