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.  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.

Red Pill music



Ladies Love Outlaws”

Bessie was a lovely child from west Tennessee
Leroy was an outlaw wild as a mink
One day she saw him starin’ and it chilled her to the bone
And she knew she had to see that look on a child of her own.

‘Cause ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul.

Linda was a lady blonde and built to last
Benny was a no good guitar picker runnin’ from his past
She heard all of his songs tellin’ nothin’ but bad news
But she made her mind up to try to get him win or lose.

Ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul.

Jessi like the Cadillacs and diamonds on her hands
Waymore had a reputation as a ladie’s man
Late one night a light of love finally gave a sign
Jessi parked her Cadillac and took her place in line.

‘Cause ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul.

Ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul…

Prepping for a road trip

I’ve been home for to long. To many nights sleeping in a bed is bad for the soul. The road is calling. The solitude is calling. Wind burn, sunburn, the cold, the rain…. the desire to see just one more mile of road, to see what’s around the next curve, to find that perfect spot to camp for the night…

Heading out on a bike for a few weeks isn’t a trek to the Artic Circle, but it does take some planning. Most folks plan routes. I don’t cotton to such things myself. Lest wise not most trips. I have an agenda in mind but no time line. I’m headed South. I want to hit Miami to meet up with a potential business partner, then I’ll run down to the Keys to link up with a dude from my Ranger Batt days. After that? Who fucking knows? I’ll figure it out as we go. We? Me and my Lady Pit will be on the road for 2-3 weeks.

I don’t know how many bike trips I’ve done, so this is routine for me. What will be new is taking the dog and the side car. Oh, and the bike is relatively new to me. I’ve put about 2500 miles on her. It’s an ’09 Electra Glide, 96″ motor, 6 speed transmissio, a 6 gallon tank, I bought it a few months ago just for the trip. I picked this bike because she is stock, which means less vibration, which means less mechanical problems, less fatigue and no searching for aftermarket parts in strange towns when I run into mechanical problems. I wanted an 09 or newer for a few features. 6 speed transmission for one. The 6 gallon tank extends my saddle time between fill ups, an extra concern with this trip because of the weight of the dog and side car. The 96″ motor gives good power and the extra weight hasn’t caused the power plant to struggle at highway speeds. This is also the year Harley made some changes to reduce engine heat. It breaks well, and withought the side car, handles better then my 04. I also wanted stock exhaust. Makes it easier on my doggies hearing, and noise can increase fatigue. I’m feeling my age and the little things adds up these days.

The interwebz has a lot of pre-trip checklists so I won’t speak on that much. Same thing with toolkits, but have one and do the other. Start with fresh tires, breaks and oil. Well not to fresh, but more then 200 miles on them, and hopefully most of those miles on one run. I don’t require a lot of personal gear, I’ve done coast to coast trips with a sleeping bag, tooth brush and ridding leathers. I do carry a fair amount of gear for the bike.

One of the nice things about owning a Harley is options. In this case luggage options. There are kits that will let you get the maximum use out of the limited space in your saddle bags. Use them. I carry a fairly extensive tool kit; with the right aftermarket tool bags they all fit into what would have been dead space in the saddle bags. I also have 2 one gallon fuel cans that also tuck into some not very useful space in the saddle bags. I always carry two quarts of oil, a small bottle of break fuild, Marvin’s Mysrty oil, octane boost, wd40, duct tape and a shit ton of zipties plus three different ways to repair tires along with two ways to inflate my tires. Method #1 is an electric airpump you can pick up at Napa. I have a hand full of air cartridges that you screw into the val stem, takes a couple per tire, but they can get the job done.

I’ll still have room in the saddle bags for my leathers and some water.

I… not sure what you would call them but I have a set of bags designed to sit on top of the saddle bags. I love those things. They are super easy to get on and off the bike and I can get all I need for short trips/ non camping trips into those two bags. Couple of quick releases, they come right off and are easy to carry into the hotel. Toothbrush, couple pair of socks, maybe a clean shirt, sun screen, spare glasses, gloves, long sleeve shirt… all the small things you like to have easy access to while your on the road. You can also fit rain gear in them if your a pussy and use those types of things.sisoursly though, lots of folks love rain great and it’s smart to keep it handy, I have never liked rain gear and would rather put my leathers on. This trip will be mostly camping and everything I want in the tent will be in those bags.

Lots of folks have touring packs/ trunks on their glides. I dislike them for several reasons. I go old school, a nice tall sissy bar, bags and zip ties. These days I have some luggage designed to be used/ strapped to the sissy bar. This is where all the camping stuff and a full face helmet goes.

As a rule, I hate helmets, but a full face helmet is nice to have when it rains. It’s winter time in the South, so I will for sure get rained on. Which is why my socks and what not will be in zip lock bags. Same with the box of spare ammo and mags for my XDM. I’ll also take some under armor in case it gets cold, 2 sets of gloves, hand/ foot warmers and a spare pair of boots

The main topic I wanted to address is camping gear. There is some cool camping shit out there but storage space is limited on a bike, you have the shit you would like to have with you like a towel and a bar of soap and you have shit you absolutely need like moonshine and condoms. Weight is an issue as well, and you need to pack all that shit on your bike in such a way you can get to your stuff in a hurry when you need it and in such a way as it doesn’t negatively affect your bikes balance and center of gravity. Camping in cool places is a big deal to me on this trip. I want to do a little fishing, a little drinking and a lot of sitting around the fire drinking, grilling and singing Johnny Cash songs with my dog so on top of the stuff you need like a tent and a sleeping bag, I want to bring a fishing pole, camping stool, hatchet and some cooking gear.

I’m not going to tell you what gear to buy but I am going to tell you a group of people who have successfully solved the camping gear vs size and weight problem

Backpackers have all that shit figured out. Light weight sleeping bags, light weight tents, stoves, cooking gear, dishes…. they sell all that shit and for less money then the places selling motorcycle gear.

Also I recommend a 2 man tent for the extra space and sleeping bag good to 20F with a poncho liner for extra weight. Saves you money and space and between the 3 things you’ll stay pretty warm even when it’s balls cold

Ton on voting

The Ton voted today. Took advantage of the early voting option. I have property in 3 county’s so I need a head start on the voting circus. I walked in, rattled off some minor, easy to obtain personal information, voted for Trump and walked the fuck out…. sort of.

I didn’t pull the R level to cast a straight Republican down ballot ticket, Fuck those fuckers. They haven’t earned my vote. Neither party has but a vote for Trump is a vote to kick the hornets nest and well that’s worth voting for

I did scroll through the down ballot elections. If I saw a woman running for some office I went ahead and voted for her male opponent. Mostly to amuse myself. I doubt it makes a difference.

It’s been years since I voted in a federal election. Not since Jesse Helms retired. I use to vote in the county and state level elections but the men I knew and respected at that level have all aged out.

I can’t recall ever voting in a federal election but not in the local runs. Strange days.

Voting is an exercise in power, when you vote you are forcing your will on to others. Politely at 1st, but the government will turn it’s guns onto anyone who does not submit themselves to the laws and political authority of the election winners. Like most of civilzation, voting is eye wash. An illusion of politeness, backed up by raw power and naked force.

The government will allow you to exercise power via voting if you can’t read or write, if you don’t have a way of proving who you are, where you live etc and here in NC, they allow handicap folks to vote curb side from their cars.

Insanity to me. How can you be aware of what is going on politically if your body is so crippled you can’t walk into the polling place? How can you be allowed to exercise power over your “fellow citzens” If you can’t prove you are a citzens? Or understand what is a stake?

The whole system is flawed. Long term, there is no political solution, there is no restoring the Constitution or the Republic. There is only preparing for the end and trying to figure out what’s next