Brilliant Modern Era Info On Civil Defense!

* Thanks to "Sam" For This Link

Incredibly, it has taken 50 years for people in the United States to conclude what the Rand Corporation figured out shortly after World War II and the first detonation at Hiroshima.

It is not ground bursts that are unreliable. Ground bursts are more effective for total casualties than air bursts. You heard that right.

All my life I have heard that modern nuclear weapons are about airbursts and that the ground burst is science fiction. They're not theoretical if you intend your weapon to be efficient.

Total casualties in the ground burst are the people inside the crater plus the exponential damage done by the extremely dirty fallout ash kicked up at the point of detonation. Total body count is formidable for people downwind without shelter.

What's the real reason you have not heard about this your whole life except on Vault-Co?

If people realised nuclear war was about ground bursts they would quickly realise that foregoing civil defense preparations is nothing short of deliberate suicide. Civil defense could cut casualties 90% from ground bursts if people have shelters. With a proper civil defense program, the majority of people outside the crater survive and the majority of all secondary casualties are in people walking around in the city or in their cars when that ground burst goes off a few blocks away. In a nation with a good civil defense program, you would find that almost everybody survived in the suburbs and rural areas beyond that. If this were a country like Switzerland then once you find out how limited airburst damage really is and fallout ceases to be a real problem and you know what? The enemy starts to think to himself that nuclear war just does not satisfy risks-versus-costs ratios.

There is nothing you can do to encourage nuclear war more than to go without civil defense for your population. It is a hopelessly doomed strategic position in nuclear brinksmanship. Doomed. The think tanks figured it out a half century ago but modern people can't remember anything that happened last week. Not a good spot to be in for Western civilisation, especially now.

Fire Ant Hellstorm 1984

One night in the military my last year, I was creeping around my old unit in the woods. I was playing OPFOR (Opposing Forces) amongst my other makework duties so sometimes when they went out onto the artillery range for the night I would sneak up on their watch or get within 5 inches of their commanding officer to make fools out of them.

I could actually hear two NCOs talking about me standing in the line beside the chow truck while they were waiting for dinner to be served. "Where is that asshole PFC Blakemore tonight? Is he playing the communist again this evening? I swear to God I will beat his ass into puree with the butt of my M-16 if I catch him trying to sneak up on me again."

I had to lay flat on the ground and try to keep from giving myself away by laughing. I was in some really thick weeds and I had the poncho liner flipped out to the camouflage side laying on top of me. I was slowly dragging myself across the ground. Every previous time I tried this it had worked like a charm. Low light at dusk, a little camo and a lot of patience. It made the sentries look terrible if you even got as far as I was at that point. Nobody had challenged me yet or even seen me.

The other NCO responded to this guy, "Has the Colonel adopted this kid yet? I don't understand what is happening any more in this man's army. Is Blakemore now in his own special unit? He seems to running his own army now. I saw him the other morning and told him he better put some polish down on those boots, he was telling me Russians don't shine their boots, Sarge. I'm sorry, he says, I got to stay in character I am serious about this sh*t." The other NCO shook his head like this was the most depressing thing he had ever heard. "That troop might as well join Spetznatz. He's lost to us. He's gone commie. They will understand if we have to shoot his ass. He defected."

So I was already celebrating my victory. I had patiently come across the shallows of the nearby river, crept up to the shore behind some P2 who almost looked like he was sleeping with his helmet pulled down over his eyes. Then I had sprawled out in the weeds on the bank and begun crawling my way towards the middle of camp a meter a minute or so. If I was really patient I was planning to make it to the officer's tent again. It's really rewarding to stick your head through the flap while they are eating dinner and announce "PFC Blakemore, sir. Nobody challenged me for the password, I could have just as easily dropped a grenade in here just now."

Ever since this night, whenever I see a movie about commandos sneaking up on a camp at night I always think about all the things that could possibly go wrong that you never see in Hollywood films. A poisonous snake in the bushes. Centipedes a foot long than can bite a man and send him into convulsions. These movie commandos are always in the thickest part of some jungle wilderness that absolutely must be bloated with deadly spiders, snakes and chiggers and many of them never even identified by entomologists. Unbelievable hazards in all that thick undergrowth you see them skulking in.

This was Fort Riley, Kansas and I did not have direct experience with Fire Ants. It had not occurred to me that they could be in this patch of woods used by the Army for training exercises inside of post boundaries.

I crawled right up on top of the mound. Man, I was thinking, it is hot tonight. I'm sweating buckets. It feels like the ground I am lying on is warm, feels like a space heater.

Then the fire ants swarmed. It was like somebody threw a switch. They had air support. Winged ones erupted in a cloud around me. The ground forces bit me a thousand at a time and they were leaving their heads behind locked in the wound.

I just started this low painful growling, trying not to yell. I had to get up and run for the river. Everybody saw me. I was literally in there five minutes trying to drown them all but the welts and the bites were scary. They had bit me all over my entire body. I had to keep my head under because I had to drown the ones in my hair.

I stripped off about everything and got back into the water in the coldest deepest part and just sat there until I was sure I got them all. I waded out in my briefs carrying my helmet liner full of water and was pouring it over my head to try to wash them out.

I was limping from the muscles in my leg being so sore and swollen and I had to take it really slow.

I looked up when I was standing on the river bank and there the NCO from the chow line was standing. He stared at me for a long time.

"I gotcha ass you goddamn communist. All them fire ants are working for me, Private. I trained each and every one of them to bite a Marxist if they smelled one nearby. You lucky I blew the whistle to call'em off."

I had a really strong desire to write this story down tonight. It happened a long, long time ago. One of those moments lost in the rain, as the replicant said to Deckard right before he died.

The Utterly Inevitable Zombie Apocalypse

There is already too much unconsciousness in the world. Into such a sleep what dreams may come? What horrors rush in to fill the shadows we are seeing that used to be the in-dwelling places of the soul? Nature abhors a vacuum and most of the population is nearly there now.

As sure as death and taxes, one way or another we will have the zombie apocalypse. The flavour like Baskin Robbins is no matter. We may have it from hunger. We may have it from disease. Or we might just have it because once you strip enough humanity away from humans they aren't human any longer. I agree with the author. It is written in the stars that this will happen. Where will you be when it happens? On the road like the sheriff and his merry band living from hand to mouth? Or 12 feet underground playing parcheesi in a properly constructed and livable, hospitable long term vault? A day is coming when the question will no longer be theoretical.

PicoTCP For DOS Released

TCP Stack with very small memory footprint for 16 bit DOS

Have not had a chance to look at it yet, apparently it is supposed to be smaller than Michael Brutman's amazing network code.

Manjaro Linux

I normally would not promote one version of Linux over another because there are so many varieties but after trying this distribution I gotta tell ya it is smooth ... fast ... quick loading ... and a darn good replacement for Windows 7 or XP if you're resisting the Orwellian Windows 10 Borg autobots popping up their intimidating windows on your machine despite never approving that kind of advertisement taking over your PC with your last Microsoft "Update." (Virus Installer)

Try the SSD installation procedure if you want to see an 8 second boot with another partition on the same card. I tried to scratch my nose before the screen appeared but it brought up the desktop before I could finish.

THE ITZ DIET! Finally a diet that really works! ITZ COMING!

It leverages time tested principles to guarantee you shed those excess pounds - FAST!

Proven solution to unwanted weight gain tested in third world countries and demonstrated to help you lose that flab at an unprecedented rate!

"I've tried all the popular diets and none of them really worked for me!
 This one will keep that weight off after you have lost it - guaranteed!"

This is the life-changing diet that Amerikwans have been waiting for!

P.S. Every single famine in history during the last 500 years has been deliberately engineered by governments. Without governments, the human race was capable of providing ample amounts of cheap, healthy, plentiful natural food over a half a millennium ago based purely on advances in agriculture and animal husbandry without any resort to GMOs, pesticides or large scale corporate farming. The reason there are famines coming is because (as always) the government has seen to it. For example, if they taught you about the "Irish Potato Famine," did they explain to you why the Irish only had potatoes left as a crop? Did they explain what state the Irish people were in right before the "famine" happened? No, chances are they didn't teach you these things. There is a reason they didn't teach you these things. When things get bad, the government will make sure you won't be able to learn about this and many other things.

Australia Builds Naval Ships For U.S. Military That Are Not Optimised For Water Operation

Give us a couple billion more and we will fix that thingamajig, say Aussies.

Normally R&D testing brings out bugs like this in ships before they are mass produced.

"R&D Whatchamasay now?" - Australian

Testing is extra. You Yanks said you wanted boats. Nobody said anything about them being seaworthy. That's just like a Yank to try to sneak in extra features without paying for them.

I took her out fer a spin meself before delivery, yah stupid Yanks. She wez perfectly fine I donnow whatcha talking' bout. Yer bein' too ruff wittit. That bow was fine before she left and you started hittin' a bunch of waves wittit. You dun broke it yah stoopid Yank.

P.S. Notice it's an Australia company which doesn't build these ships in Australia, despite an abundant supply of idle shipyards and men hungry for work. Instead they build them in Alabama providing jobs and helping the economy there. Australia they put on their stationary but they don't actually employ anybody in a 3000 mile wide nation with prolific infrastructure rusting away designed for exactly this kind of manufacturing.

Deconstructing The Military and the Martial Virtues

When Bolshevists seize power

The Romans found out they were living in a complete fantasy world when they went into the Teutoberger forest. Eyewitness accounts say the Teutonics piled their bodies six stories high and left them to rot for the buzzards.

I correspond with some old military buddies now and then. There is not a doubt in my mind that in the first conflict with a real enemy the U.S. is going to get absolutely creamed. I see radioactive wastes a hundred miles wide with the bodies of soldiers in Europe and elsewhere six stories deep this time around. The next war will come as much a shock as the last one was to those who have failed to innovate or improve their strategic outlook.

When feminists, butch girls and metrosexual soldiers encounter Spetznatz and Red Chinese assault troops they are going to discover that playing Call of Duty had not prepared them to fight a real war in the least. Not the tiniest bit. I think of the French on horseback with feathered hats riding into the German machine gun trench gauntlets while bored Huns turned them into hamburger by just squeezing a trigger. This went on for days before French officers suspected anything might be amiss in their battle strategy. Kwanstainia talks a good game and certainly had the original lead in tech but I think all of that has changed now. My ancestors made it look so easy to stay on top they just took it for granted that it would just stay that way. They make scienmagistical sounds and squint but when they open their eyes nothing good has made itself and they are still gearing up to fight World War Two. Unfortunately this is World War Three.

Yellowstone - The "Nuke" Extinction Event That Leaves The Planet A Crater

It is long overdue to blow and is getting more active by the hour.

The Russians were threatening to open the caldera with specially targeted nuclear strikes.

If you think about what has been happening in the real world the past 15 years or so, it is more bizarre than Stanley Kubrick's DR. STRANGELOVE. The funny thing is ... we were talking about that world before it happened. In fact, the wheels were already in motion when the first edition of TEXAS ARCANE'S SURVIVAL REPORT went up on the web back in 1998. We breathed out the ideas and the next thing you know, they were on the front page of the newspaper ... leaving poor Tex feeling like George Orr in Ursula K. Leguin's THE LATHE OF HEAVEN. We slept, we dreamed ... in the morning when we awoke the world was like this. It is no wonder the Neanderthals were a dream culture focused on the internal world as much as the external, given to reverie and long deep contemplation of images by torchlight. They knew that the work of the subconscious always precedes the conscious realization of new information. Once appreciated it can save many lives where rational thought is much inadequate. Visions and portents mean something because the mind is using them to try to focus your attention on things your conscious mind is missing.

General Jack Ripper was a man far ahead of his time who foresaw the
world that was coming and the evil that was at work and decided
 to take action against it when the initiative was his.
WE SALUTE YOU GENERAL RIPPER OUR FALLEN HERO.