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  •  The man who started the whole Assault Rifle craze (2+ / 0-)
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    GDbot, Laconic Lib

    was a Stanford English  major and banker named Mel Tappan.  Back during the high inflation of the Jimmy Carter administration.  Mel Argued that the economy was going to collapse from high federal debt and entitlement obligations (Social Security, Medicare,etc.)   Argued that a person should move to a small town 400 miles from any large city and set up a self-sufficent farm to survive the ensuing chaos.

    This was during a period of much higher homicide rates in our cities.   Plus large areas of several cities  had been burned down during the civil rights riots/Martin Luther King assassination.   Plus there was that nuclear war/Cuban Missile Crisis/fallout shelter craze.

    Which, of course, led to the need for guns.   Lots of guns. To deal with the hordes of starving urban cannibal hordes
    fleeing to the countryside.
    Plus a year's supply of beans, bullets, bandaids and goats.
    Even among the hippies who fled to the same patch of Oregon to escape the Impending Nixon Dictatorship.

    Read "Tappan on Survival".  Wild craziness.  Opens with a quote from Yeats' "Second Coming":

     "Turning and turning in the widening gyre
        The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
        Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
        Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
        The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
        The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
        The best lack all conviction, while the worst
        Are full of passionate intensity."

    •  A friend's father bought into that, hook, line, (3+ / 0-)
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      radarlady, artmartin, JerryNA

      ... and sinker.

      One of the things he did, as a result, was to bury a number of 50 gallon drums of gasoline in the yard. This almost caused a problem a few years ago. He had a stroke that left him bed-ridden and requiring positive air pressure for breathing. His wife decided to have a first-floor addition put on the house for his bedroom, with direct outside access to make it easier on the varying visiting caregivers - the creaky old, narrow stairs to the 2nd floor weren't kind to anyone.

      Alas, he hadn't told anyone about the gasoline, and was unable to speak due to the stroke, which led to a very scary day (though, luckily, an uneventful one) for the backhoe operator who discovered them.

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