Is that the world you want to live in

This is the world I want to live in

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking,
And he said, “Boys, I’m not turning
I’m headed for a land that’s far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we’ll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains”

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
There’s a land that’s fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers’ trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I’m bound to go
Where there ain’t no snow
Where the rain don’t fall
The winds don’t blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There’s a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around em
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin.
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain’t no short-handled shovels,
No axes, saws or picks,
I’ma goin’ to stay
Where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the Turk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

I’ll see you all this coming Fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

Read more: Harry McClintock – Big Rock Candy Mountain Lyrics | MetroLyrics

But we don’t live in the world we want to live in. We live in this place, at this time and anything outside that is bound to disappoint and is utterly beta.

The other day I was walking my Lady Pit, minding our own buiness when one of these rabbit size dogs ran up to her. My Lady Pit has a tremendous prey drive. She regularly kills rabbit, tree rats, mice, frogs, lizards, snakes etc. She isnt aggressive to anything resembling a dog but anything that looks like a live action chew toy gets it. So this was her lucky day. Who doesn’t like free, easy to catch food? I mean that’s like trout jumping on to your plate, already fried up nice crispy

Little dogs might not put up much of a fight but they can make one hell of a racket. And it was the rat dogs lucky day because I got it away from my most beloved in time for it to escape any major harm but not before the fat fuck and it’s faggy son came puffing up to see what’s going on. They had a fat Labrador in tow.

Any rate the faggy son tried to give me the hard stare while the fat fuck freaked out about an aggressive dog and what ever else he was trying to say. Hard to pay much attention to the wailing of women but I told him to shut the fuck up and keep his pussy dog on a leash. To which he said something about wanting to see my Lady Pit take on his fat Lab. I told him no you don’t, she’d kill that dog as easy as the rat

Any rate he ramped up the histryrcs while I laughed and walked away, but I caught him saying something like “so the strong do what they want to the weak? Is that the world you want to live in?” Stupid fucking posturing, trying to save face with the faggot in training with him

So I went from chuckling to LOL’ing. That is the world we live in, but it’s a hidden world fat fucks who can afford to rent a house on the lake just for the Christmas break don’t regularly see 1st hand

The Red Pill lesson in this is…… Men need to understand reality, the truth of every situation. It goes way beyond alpha fucks/ beta bucks.

The Ton klan has been growing fat on venison. Β I got a late start on the season but have been on a deer killing roll. Including dropping 2 does in about 5 seconds.

Why do we eat meat? Because humans are stronger ie smarter then anything else on the food chain. Hell the reason you can pull an apple off a tree is because we are superior to apple trees

That’s the world we live in. Goldman Sachs can do what they want because their money buys them the government. For some reason, soft little fat fucks are all about shit like that, but not when they are on the wrong side of the equation

World leaders are changing their mojo because Trump has the will to match the actual strength left in America, where our past presidents have not.

Fat fucks get to be fat fucks who say dumb shit because better men are the strong doing what they want to the weak. Cops keep the hood in the hood, because they are stronger ie better trained better organized, mostly united on the same mission. The military does the same sort of thing on the international level …. that’s the point in having a government. Mostly

The West, as we know it right now is doomed. To many fat fucks who don’t understand how the world works. The fucked up thing is how we got here. A cadre on non fat fucks established the greatest collection of laws, government and culture, protecting the weak so the weak could thrive. We’ve been so good at protecting the weak breed like rabbits now get to drive the train because of retarded commitment to democracy

The curse of Western Civilization has been our success.

34 thoughts on “Is that the world you want to live in

  1. Major Styles

    That song reminds me of the tightly written ballads of yesteryear – before singer tried to be songwriter and ultimately weakened the art of lyrics (which is a separate art altogether).

      1. SFC Ton Post author

        I love this song and mentally refer to it all the time

        There’s a child version of the song too though I don’t cotton to that one

      1. Linny

        I have never seen that. The ending took me completely by surprise. I don’t want to live in that world.

  2. Cautiously Pessimistic

    To be fair, we were taught that crap, and gaslit until we believed it. Once we get out in the real world (assuming we don’t stay in our cocoon) we try to piece together how the real world works, all the while fighting our training. Laugh at us. It is an appropriate response. Keep in mind some are trying to figure this crap out, in spite of our training. And we are done no favors by treating our errancies as valid.

    1. SFC Ton Post author

      At some point in adult life a man should see through the bullshit. Even when you lead a soft live it should dawn on you. If you give it much thought

  3. Linny

    I haven’t had venison in many, many years. When we returned to ON my father would go as far north as the logging roads went and hunt moose. He was usually pretty lucky. He like me preferred moose over deer.He quit hunting a couple of years before he died so it has been awhile sense I have had moose.

    Around here most of the deer hunters often have the whole thing made into pepperettes and summer sausage. I don’t like either of those and besides with all the spices you wouldn’t know what kind of meat it was anyway. They also pack hunt around here and that was something my father hated. He believed it should be one on one.

    1. SFC Ton Post author

      I grew up harvesting food. Hunting was a sport but it was 1st about harvesting meat. Running deer with dogs can be fun and extremely productive. It’s the productive part that counts

      Lot of folks don’t like game because…. well it’s to gamey. I generally try to harvest mid size does. Get them before they have eaten to many acorns and what not.

  4. Linny

    Sorry I wasn’t clear when I used the words pack hunt. I didn’t mean dogs I meant men, he didn’t like a group hunt I guess that would have been a better choice of words. He liked to have a hunting partner when he was a long way from home but he was very picky about who he wanted with him. So in later years he choose to hunt solo. But even with a partner they would split up to actually hunt for the day.

    When we lived in the east coast he harvested most of our food. There he hunted deer, rabbits and wild birds and ice fished eels. In the summer he kept a very large garden and my mother canned.

    My father preferred moose over deer because he said deer are nervous animals which makes them taste more gamey. Moose are more laid back I guess. He always said the best shot was when they were taking a pee.

    My father took his job as provider very serious. And back in those days in the east coast that was not an easy job.

    1. theshadowedknight

      Moose are laid back because they are so damn aggressive and tough most things leave them alone. They are a pain in the ass if you run across one without a big gun handy.

      The Shadowed Knight

  5. theshadowedknight

    Whenever the people at work complained about me, I told them, “the strong do as they will, and the weak suffer what they must.” They always *loved* hearing that one. Still, nothing they could do.

    The Shadowed Knight

  6. Ame

    “The curse of Western Civilization has been our success.”

    i’ve long believed our greatest strengths are also our greatest weaknesses … hence one should be careful for pride goes before the fall.

    – – – – –

    “At some point in adult life a man should see through the bullshit. Even when you lead a soft live it should dawn on you. If you give it much thought”

    it was the early 90’s and i was in my late 20’s working at the corp headquarters of a bank in the big city. a few job changes, and i ended up in the accounting dept taking over a job that was moved from another city where 3 or 4 people did the work. when i interviewed for the position i told the woman that i would absolutely not work any overtime. period. she ok’d that and hired me. i reported to a guy under her – women were already taking over the dept. it took about a year, i guess, but i streamlined the job and got it down to less than a one-person full-time job. there were a few times when the work was more than one person, and i went in and reminded her that i would not work o/t, so she brought in another person to help for awhile. they loved me and wanted to send me back to school to get a degree in accounting. yuck. nope. i had already spent enough time looking around, watching these women … they were cranky. and they would argue with their husbands over who *had* to pick up their sick child from daycare or school. i was incensed. i would also watch the faces of people, mostly women, as i commuted 45+ minutes to and from work every morning and evening. they were miserable. my husband and i had long since decided that i’d be a sahm when we had kids, but those years solidified it for me. not long after that i changed jobs to a p/t position five minutes from my house … then i quit all-together before getting pregnant (turned out to be a smart move as i had horrible pregnancies). idk why women wanted that … to work 10-12 hour days, dumping their kids off in daycare before dawn and picking them up after dark, arguing with their husbands over who was responsible to pick up sick kids from daycare/school, and searching for childcare when school was out. i had a free-ride offered to me to get a degree and move up in the company by people who loved me and wanted me and valued my work and productivity, but i have never once regretted turning them down and leaving.

    sure, being a sahm has been no easy walk-in-the-park, esp with my aspie girl. and the sacrifices have been significant. but i’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.

  7. Ame

    β€œthe strong do as they will, and the weak suffer what they must.”

    – – –

    if there is no suffering for being weak, where is the motivation to become strong?

    and for those truly unable to overcome whatever it is they have, the compassion of the strong to help those who need it makes everyone stronger and better.

      1. happyhousewifey

        You just seemed like the kinda person that would evoke the “guy tingles” sort of thing that the song is about. Riding a bike with a fist in the air.
        The band is from the lovely beachtown of Scheveningen so I am probably a little biased in their favor πŸ™‚

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