by John Galt February 25, 2013 05:00 ET “Wolverines!” Yup, America’s rebels have won the day again. Of course reality in today’s era is far different from the Cold War ideology and mindset of the youth and even us old farts compared to what is happening now. In fact if there is one conclusion anyone with experience in reality and who dares to be honest with themselves and their family can easily reach, it’s this: America is F#@!ed. I have censored the word all…
by John Galt February 13, 2012 22:30 ET “I pledge allegiance, To the flag, Of the United World States of Freedom, And to the Democracy, For which it stands, United, In Peace, Freedom, Liberty, And Social Justice for all.” After the children in Mrs. Halstead’s third grade class at Woodrow Wilson Elementary School of Muncie, Indiana finished the morning drill, each student stood for three seconds with their right hand in an oath taking position as instructed since their kindergarten education began. The…
by John Galt January 30, 2012 19:45 ET A HUGE thank you to one of my listeners who goes by the handle of “Raging Ray” who found my missing Prepetorials and emailed them to me. The entire series is now available as a separate page or you can click on what you have missed by following the links below. Thank you one million times over Ray! Prepetorial#13: “Protect Our Resources” Prepetorial #14: “The Arctic Express” Prepetorial#18: Vienna Weiners
by John Galt January 29, 2012 21:00 ET Remember, the first portion in italics is fiction; for now. Mayor Troy Alderson was confident that the 2015 spring harvest would save his community from a winter food crisis this time. The weather in Northern Kansas was unusually bitter this past winter but the rains came as needed when spring arrived and for once the corn, beans, wheat, and vegetables were projected to yield so much more than in the past decade. He figured it…
by John Galt January 24, 2012 17:00 ET It has been a few years since I wrote the initial 24 part Prepetorial series and I feel like I never really finished the writings with a climatic finish. I remind everyone that the first portion in italics is a fictional account of a potential future event and how I perceive one might prepare for that situation. While the technology exists for everything described in the fictional portion below, the legal implementation indicated in the story…
by John Galt October 20, 2009 Marta was settling down into her worn out sofa in the family’s modest one bedroom trailer home enjoying her afternoon of Oprah and Dr. Phil while periodically yelling at her two young daughters to “do their homework and quit playing on the Internet.” At exactly 4:38 p.m. this day there was a loud violent clacking on her door. The entire trailer shuddered as the door burst open and six men dressed in black with guns pulled screamed at the…
by John Galt September 22, 2009 “So honey, how did your radio show and day go today?” the lovely Mrs. Willis asked as she always does as the family sits down for dinner. To the surprise of her husband though, the deeply concerned look on her face gave away the motives behind the question. “Ah sweetheart, are you really that worried about all of the public reaction to what I have been saying? I mean heck, I’m down to 450 stations or so and we…
By John Galt August 31, 2009 I don’t like Mondays. Not only is that a fact of life, it is a great song by the Boomtown Rats which just happened to be blaring from my clock radio this morning as everything seemed as normal as can be, at least for 5:01 a.m. on a hot, sweaty Monday morning in my little apartment just outside of Orlando. The morning show had the usual cast of characters I enjoyed but the news guy started the show right…
By John Galt August 3, 2008 Juan and Isabella were exhausted, but the land they had been seeking for escape finally appeared over the horizon. The lights of the big city were way off to the West so they figured that their little boat with thirteen other refugees was safe and sound. Once they were ashore the group pushed the boat back out to sea and started to move inland, hoping to find some safety inland and to merge with the local population to find…
By John Galt July 30, 2008 Sheriff Mack walked calmly into the Mayor’s office with a hurried manner in his face. Mayor Williams looked at him and asked immediately “What’s wrong Bill?” The Sheriff took his hat off and unzipped his coat while responding “Tom, we’re getting reports that Minneapolis and Chicago just got nuked. No further news as the EAS sounded on the Eau Claire and Stevens Point stations then nothing. Every station on FM and AM were off the air and power is…
Filed under: Prepetorials — John Galt @ 2:52 am Prepetorial #19: “Preppyers” July 25, 2008 by John Galt Tonya and Tony were exhausted. They had hiked for an over an hour to the outskirts of Ellisville, MS after abandoning their X5 SUV just outside of Richton, out of gas and too dangerous to keep driving as it attracted too much attention. They had followed all of the advice of their best instincts reading books on the “new survivalism” but when the time came to bug…
Prepetorial#18: Vienna Weiners By John Galt July 17, 2008 The little store marked “Joe’s 24” sitting off Highway 87 near Jay, FL has changed hands a few times in the last 4 years, but now in 2010, it became the meeting place for everyone crossing from Alabama into Florida and vice versa to get goods and gas. This little country store had become a symbol of the resilience of American ingenuity and business acumen because despite the food and gas ration programs, Joe always had…
By John Galt May 19, 2008 Poor Mike. First his wife bounces a check at the local department store (See Prepetorial#16) and then he gets drilled with a chip into his hand to get out of jail. The chip was causing a red sore on his hand but it couldn’t be there because the charming witch used a power drill, or so he thought, to implant it. Then of course on the way out of jail every two bit thug in the “Enforcement Division” took…
By John Galt May 15, 2008 As Mike stewed in the holding cell, he wondered what the future had in store for him. For over a year now he had heard rumors about the “Reform Act” but since he had never been in trouble in his life, this one incident where he bounced a check and the department store pressed charges was so embarrassing he just wanted to pay the fine and go home. The thing that bothered Mike was they were not calling…
By John Galt April 27, 2008 It was a weird experience this Saturday morning in April of 2010. I had never experienced walking right into the door of the Central Florida Gun Show at the Lakeland Civic Center as normally there was a long line waiting for the show to open. The armored car in the parking lot was a new, interesting twist as it has been two years since I had ventured into the show, but since the latest grocery store attack, security has…
by John Galt April 20, 2008 Mike was stunned when his wife and kids accepted the offer to “get out of Dodge” and make a run for it. The “Springfield Slaughter” was all it took for the kids to be totally terrorized and the wife to finally say “okay prepperboy, you were right!” The FEMA food lines in Springfield, MO where over three thousand people deep and when the food ran out a riot ensued. That was met, of course, with harsh action from machine…
February 7, 2008 By John Galt Jamie felt like a super safe scooter rider and ever so green for switching from her old car to her new Vespa. Once regular unleaded topped $4.59 per gallon she felt that she had to do something as her dad was paying for her college and auto expenses and it was just too much. The scooter her family got her for Christmas was such a nice surprise and would save everyone a ton of money. Now that everyone who…
By John Galt December 27, 2007 As the Wilson family approached the Alabama-Georgia border going east on I-20 they noticed a massive roadblock and detour. Karen said to her husband “honey, is that normal?” To which Frank replied “no, this is darned unusual, I don’t see any vehicles moving westbound on the interstate either. I wonder if there is another terrorist alert.” As they pulled off of the exit ramp for Highway 37 they noticed a military policeman waving them on through. This was a…
By John Galt December 26, 2007 Ann and John had taken the trip from Nicholasville to Lancaster on US 27 south through Kentucky dozens, perhaps hundreds of times in their lives. And this trip to visit Ann’s Mom did not seem any different to them as they pulled out of town observing the changing colors of the leaves and the usual squatters just south of town in the tent city they had set up in a field. The recession was bad, but fortunately their faith…
By John Galt December 14, 2007 Amanda couldn’t handle it any longer. She was standing in the living room of the modest home in suburban Charlotte screaming at her husband Mike that he was not allowed to go into work under any circumstances. Mike, for what seemed like a daily occurrence calmly tried to reassure her and remind her that it was only a four day shift and that the problems would soon be passed as the FEMA and CDC officials assured the city officials…
By John Galt December 6, 2007 Officer Carmine Lewis tore the ticket out of his book and asked the elderly man to press hit thumb on the scanner on his ticket book. The old guy sneered and pressed his thumb down on the reader, mumbling under his breath. Lewis then proceeded to take a card out of the back of the book and read the man his rights: “Sir, you may pay this fine of 150 Ameros online. Otherwise you are required to show up…
By John Galt November 28, 2007 The final vote was Yeas 398, Nays 21 and with that announcement on the floor of the House of Representatives, the motion was forwarded to the U.S. Senate in a rapid manner. The date was November 3, 2011 and the legislation was on the fast track to pass both houses and to be signed by Madame President the moment it hit her desk. The business community lobbied hard but considering the economic conditions drastic action was necessary. The newspapers…
by John Galt November 23, 2007 Mayor Donaldson was sitting at his desk sorting through the new stack of memos and advisories from FEMA and HSA when Mary his secretary opened the door with a somewhat distraught look on her face. “Mary, are you okay?” he asked as she sputtered there’s a Lieutenant Colonel Marc Philips here to see you.” The Mayor cleaned the pile up on his desk and placed the FEMA memos on top of a neat pile in his inbox and uttered…
By John Galt November 20, 2007 As Karen looked at her husband Mike in utter panic, the realization that the Medical Services Administration was not going to help their child had sunk in. Their son was in his third day of running a fever and still having a problem retaining liquids. After the nightmare trip to the emergency room after he cut his foot open outside, they were hitting the wall and so frustrated as well as worried. The intern who treated their son basically…
By John Galt November 14, 2007 The temperature had to just be miserable today for May 14, 2011, as here I was at a WalMart supercenter queued up in a long line with every other hungry soul in the county it seemed. The radio was blaring the news and some music from the Voice of America, now broadcast on the A.M. radio around the clock as the war in Pakistan and Iran had everyone’s full attention. The announcer came on at 11 a.m. sharp…
By John Galt November 12, 2007 It was a typically boring Saturday afternoon in suburbia. It did not seem like just one year ago, the grocery stores and malls had been bombed across America by the Arabs, but “whatever” I thought as I settled down to another fine afternoon of college football. The usual highway checkpoint warnings were scrolling across the bottom of the screen but I did not care as I was in the safety of Mackinaw, IL, where our sheriff would have no…
By John Galt November 7, 2007 AS the digital counter displayed ‘4.50’ in the Gallons portion of the pump’s display, the shocking portion was the price which displayed $39.92 which shocked me every week. Despite the level of price controls imposed by the President’s Bureau of Economic Stabilization, it was still hard for me to grasp these prices. Since 4.5 gallons is all I was allocated each week, I removed the ECARD in frustration from the activation slot added to all gas pumps several months…
By John Galt November 3, 2007 As my wife and I entered the flea market, we understood the risks we took that day. Shopping for goods outside of the “registered” stores had become a Class 1 Misdemeanor for a first offense and the worst part was that you would be forced to take chip implantation if convicted as part of your sentence. This tracking chip served as your rationing card, probation officer, and national identification all rolled into one. The conversion to the new currency…
By John Galt October 30, 2007 The following is my first “prepetorial”; a word I concocted to try to introduce the idea of “prepping” along with one of my editorials. The events in italic are completely fictitious and hopefully will never happen…. As I was meeting with my client in the town of Port Charlotte, about 45 miles from my home, the air seemed unusually warm for this October morning. The meeting did not go well as my customer was in no mood to purchase…
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