Watcha’ doin’ raccoon?
May 10, 2009
We found our local raccoon assiduously removing the rocks and shells from one of our neighbors’ planter pots late last night. This was the scene this morning.
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We found our local raccoon assiduously removing the rocks and shells from one of our neighbors’ planter pots late last night. This was the scene this morning.
I ate a raccoon once. Wasn’t bad, baked. This is the first time I’ve visited a blog. I’m learning I’m a nineteenth century man living in the twenty-first. Toeffler’s concept of Future Shock is becoming plainly evident to me.
I know what you mean. It’s okay, though, because once the entire modern world collapses in on itself, those of us who know how to ride horses and grow or catch our own food will be the ones who survive. We’ll be back to about 1850 in no time, but hopefully without the slavery…
I discussed the current state of affairs with a co-worker today. While he is a far right, religious (and I am not), we both think the possibility of collapse is possible. For different reasons, we both regard ourselves as wolves in a world of sheep. Whether that be due to realism or righteousness, only time will tell if we are right or fools; and which of us is realistic.