Harvesting. Picking & Preserving Tomatoes.

Those look soooooo good. When I was a kid we canned tomatoes in MASS. We raised them for a while then a big truck farm opened up down the road. They only picked twice then let people go in and pick and sold it to them by the bushel. We would fill up the back of a pickup truck with them and then go to work.

We made tomato sauce, just plain canned tomatoes, canned green tomato relish and a spicy red relish called chow chow. The net run was more tomatoes when the corn beans and peas were ready and we made vegetable soup, canned beans and peas, whole kernel and cream style corn. We also canned peppers and anything else that we wanted to give a try like hominy and a few other southern specialties and meats.

 

Those were good days. We worked hard but had a lot of fun too. It was a time when the elders could tell their stories and the kids could see them differently. Lots of good hours spent out under the trees shelling peas and beans and canning. We would haul a gas stove out there with a propane tank. That way we could tend the fires and can at the same time. We made soup in huge cast iron wash pots. A pot cooked down to 54 quarts of canned condensed vegetable soup. Our pressure cooker would pressure can 8 quarts at a time.

 

People who do not know how to grow, harvest, and preserve edible plants will perish after any catastrophic SHTF event. Hunting animals and gathering fruits/nuts to add to the background starches & veggies will also be necessary, else these families will weaken physically and become the objects of thievery, thus be annihilated.

The worst of the worst people will ALWAYS have firearms, the ammunition to feed them, and explosives. Weaponry is low-tech, thus will be readily-available if you possess barter & can defend it or you are an efficient murderer. Post-SHTF, the turbo-aggressors will survive via predation and via enslaving weaker people to do their work for them. Aggressive, seductive, lying people form the core of the beginnings of government. Don't even mention "nice people defending themselves" preventing the above events from occurring. Turbo-aggressors, when identified, will either be killed-off or become the rulers. There is no re-education of such people. They must be utterly wiped out.

 

I appreciate these posts from other countries because the information we receive here in the states is sparse and inaccurate. "News" shows and publications are highly censored by their socialist / secular humanist owners-editors.

What an horrific shame England has descended so far in these past few decades. As a soldier in WWII, my father was stationed in England before Allied Forces invaded the continent. I remember his remembrances of England as being exceedingly positive about the people. The weather & fog and Brussels sprouts ... not so positive. As a kid, I simply figured that Brits were a bunch of heroes 'cause of how they fraught back against Germany. The civilians enduring all those bombings and such, stiff upper lip, ...

Social welfare states turn people into pudding.

 

You won't have to worry about the gang bangers and thugs for very long. What you have to understand is that our current laws mostly protect THEM rather than the good people. It is simple. Criminals don't pay attention to laws and good people do. If our government goes down the thugs and gang members will suddenly have a target on their foreheads. Their pistols and assault rifles won't do them a bit of good. I will sit off at two or three hundred yards and put a thirty caliber bullet in their heads or chest. If I find them particularly offensive I will just lower my aim and gut shoot them.

When the good are not held back by bad laws the bad will find that their life just got tough. Think about the millions of good honest hunters out there doing what they do best. Let's face it, everyone knows who in their area is a thug and who are good people. I personally know several that probably won't last more than a week or two if things go ugly.

 

When I was a kid (this was hundreds of years ago), I remember my combat veteran uncle sticking a revolver under his belt and leaving out a couple of hours after supper to join up with the cops. At night, the men "took care of the trash".

 

I'm anti-KKK -- you can't even begin to imagine what kind of bullies such gangs can become! I lived in Klan territory. I've had family members who were Klan. My dad was NOT one of them. To this day, where I'm from, there are still numerous county commissioners who are white supremacists of whatever group name. I know the stories. I know the people.

re: Wife beaters

Upon establishing that some "man" was a wife-beater (white person, they just figured that black men beat their wives, & thus they didn't give half a crap), a group of Klan would head out for the fella's house. There, they would pile switches on his front porch. Meaning? "Stop beating your wife or we will tie you to a tree and whip you until your shoes are full of your own blood!" Keep in mind that everyone knew that the Klan was uber-violent -- they didn't do anything half-way.

Were a cross to be burnt on your lawn, that meant, "Leave the county or die." And by-God, they meant it.

Get this straight. The Klan killed people. My relatives killed people. The evil you see in movies doesn't even begin to capture the truth of this hellish stuff. In the movies, you see anger and yelling. In the real world, they were cold, dead-eyed, NAZIs. They enjoyed killing humans. It gave them a pleasure the killing of animals did not. When I was a boy, I personally knew murderers. I knew then and know now their eyes.

My sainted paternal grandfather -- I loved him well -- taught me how to tie a hangman's noose when I was five years old. We were in the living room after supper. All the men would gather there to smoke while the women cleaned up the kitchen. He told me of the hangings behind the county courthouse. A goodly part of the citizenry of the county would show up. It was a social event.

Anyone who imagines these attributes of their fellow humans to be a thing of the past, woe betide you.