As I've been saying for a few years: A civil war would be bad. But it would be better than what we have now. For a decade and a half, the partisan violence has been one-sided. That's not a civil war, that's a genocide. The communists have shown that they won't stop until they are stopped, so it's time to turn the genocide into a civil war.
Hate to have to say it--hell, I hate to even THINK it, honestly--but that's about the size of it, Steve. It was true way back when our grandfathers were saying it, and it's still true now: BETTER DEAD THAN RED.
Further thoughts: I never have been just a huge fan of living way out in the sticks, even though my mom's people were all farmers, lintheads, and Mark1-Mod-0 backwoods hicks. Always greatly preferred the city life myself, hence the years I spent in NYC.
That said, though, I've been thinking a good bit lately about one of the unheralded benefits of living out in the boonies: when the range finally does go hot in both directions, which I now believe to be all but inevitable, it will be a long time before the fighting gets all the way out here to where i live. Certainly Charlotte, even Gastonia, Concord, and/or Matthews, will burn long before Rock Hill does.
Another nice thing: I know my neighbors well enough to know that i will by NO means be all by my lonesome flinging hot lead at the urban invaders when they bring their looting, burning, and murdering asses down our way. Hell, any weekend afternoon me and/or my brother decide to go out on the back deck and pop off a few rounds into the big hill in back of my house, within no more than five minutes all the neighbors will be out in their own backyards getting in a little target practice too. Before you know it, it sounds like downtown Beirut around these parts.
Haven't heard anybody join in the festivities and cut loose with a Quad-.50, a caisson-mount Howitzer, a 20mm Oerlikon, or an antique 12-pounder Napoleon as of yet. But when I do, I daresay I won't be too terribly surprised.
As I've been saying for a few years: A civil war would be bad. But it would be better than what we have now. For a decade and a half, the partisan violence has been one-sided. That's not a civil war, that's a genocide. The communists have shown that they won't stop until they are stopped, so it's time to turn the genocide into a civil war.
Hate to have to say it--hell, I hate to even THINK it, honestly--but that's about the size of it, Steve. It was true way back when our grandfathers were saying it, and it's still true now: BETTER DEAD THAN RED.
Further thoughts: I never have been just a huge fan of living way out in the sticks, even though my mom's people were all farmers, lintheads, and Mark1-Mod-0 backwoods hicks. Always greatly preferred the city life myself, hence the years I spent in NYC.
That said, though, I've been thinking a good bit lately about one of the unheralded benefits of living out in the boonies: when the range finally does go hot in both directions, which I now believe to be all but inevitable, it will be a long time before the fighting gets all the way out here to where i live. Certainly Charlotte, even Gastonia, Concord, and/or Matthews, will burn long before Rock Hill does.
Another nice thing: I know my neighbors well enough to know that i will by NO means be all by my lonesome flinging hot lead at the urban invaders when they bring their looting, burning, and murdering asses down our way. Hell, any weekend afternoon me and/or my brother decide to go out on the back deck and pop off a few rounds into the big hill in back of my house, within no more than five minutes all the neighbors will be out in their own backyards getting in a little target practice too. Before you know it, it sounds like downtown Beirut around these parts.
Haven't heard anybody join in the festivities and cut loose with a Quad-.50, a caisson-mount Howitzer, a 20mm Oerlikon, or an antique 12-pounder Napoleon as of yet. But when I do, I daresay I won't be too terribly surprised.