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This post discusses religion in a critical way. If you are offended easily, please move on to another post. Thank you.
About a year ago, A Perfect Circle released a new track that had a visceral affect on me, and blew me away. It was titled The Doomed and it gets stuck in my head constantly lately, given the world I currently find myself in. Having grown up reading the Bible, I immediately knew the reference in the lyrics, and the song moved me to tears. Do you know what scripture it is inspired from? Watch the video and read the lyrics and see if it comes to you.
Behold a new christ. Behold the same old horde.
Gather at the altering. New beginning, new word.
And the word was death.
And the word was without light.
The new beatitude: “Good luck, you’re on your own.”
Blessed are the fornicates: may we bend down and be their whores.
Blessed are the rich: may we labor, deliver them more.
Blessed are the envious. Bless the slothful, the wrathful, the vain.
Blessed are the gluttonous: May they feast us to famine and war.
What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful?
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?
Doomed are the poor
Doomed are the peaceful
Doomed are the meek
Doomed are the merciful
For the word is now death
And the word is now without light
The new beatitude:
“Fuck the doomed, you’re on your own”
The sermon on the mount is a Bible story I still have memorized from childhood, when I was a missionary. In fact, it was driven into my head so hard as a child that I still hold myself to it, and hate myself when I fall short. It is found in chapter 5 of Matthew in the new testament. I have used this scripture in adulthood during arguments with overzealous christians to point out the hypocricy in their actions, on multiple occassions. Here’s the text from Matthew 5:
And seeing the multitudes, he went up into the mountain and when he had sat down, his disciples came unto him : 2 And he opened his mouth and taught them, saying, 3Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 4 Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. 5 Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth. 6 Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled. 7 Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy. 8 Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God. 9 Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called sons of God. 10 Blessed are they that have been persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 11 Blessed are ye when men shall reproach you, and persecute you, and say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake. 12 Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you. 13 Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost its savour, wherewith shall it be salted? It is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out and trodden under foot of men. 14 Ye are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hid. 15 Neither do men light a lamp, and put it under the bushel, but on the stand; and it shineth unto all that are in the house. 16 Even so let your light shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven. 17 Think not that I came to destroy the law or the prophets I came not to destroy, but to fulfill.
This song was a gutpunch for me, in the best way, and I struggle to explain the emotional response I had to it. Firstly, my anger towards christianity really resonates with these lyrics, and that anger has always been my way of coping with the sorrow I felt over losing my belief in god, and being shunned. You could call this song a sacriligious bastardization of Christ’s sermon, and it is brilliantly done in that light, but it’s more than that. I don’t find it disrespectful, as he is completely accurately describing the modern mentality of the religious, using the very book they revere as holy. Most christians I have had theological arguments with have not read very much of the bible, and it frustrates me being one who studied it daily for 15 years. Maynard obviously has at least read Matthew 5, and understood it enough to parady it fluently. The tragedy the song points out is blatantly apparent if you look around you today. Satanists live more by Christ’s teachings than most christians do, without believing any consequence will plague them in the afterlife.
All in all, this is one of the best songs to come out in the last year, and I hope you all love it just as much as I do.
When I was homeless as a teenager, living in Wisconsin, I was fortunate to have an old vagrant looking out for me. He saw me failing to keep warm one night and told me to come with him to his camp along the Mississippi, where we sat by the fire and drank whiskey. Every time he smiled you couldn’t help but laugh at his single front tooth on the top, but I honestly have never met a kinder soul. He showed me the ropes: where to get free food, where to sleep safely, etc. It’s funny to me when I look back on that period of my life because I was incredibly happy. I had just escaped an abusive home and being bounced around from foster home to foster home constantly. I had big plans and I was naively optimistic about the better world I was going to help create. I guess the world just hadn’t kicked me hard enough yet.
Every day I would leave the camp and walk into La Crosse to job hunt, panhandle, and hang out with my friends. No would hire me at the time because I was too young, but playing my guitar typically got me enough for something to eat and drink. I had a particularly good day one time and a carnal craving for steak overtook me violently. Foolishly, I went and bought a couple of giant steaks, potato chips, and some peppers. When I got back to camp it finally sunk in that I had absolutely no way to cook any of it. We typically ate canned food from the can after we set it directly in the fire pit to cook. My buddy had the solution for me, but he watched me try to figure it out for a bit for his own entertainment. He taught me how to make hobo packs, as he called them, and I still love to cook this way today.
My Favorite Hobo Pack Recipe
I have a plethora of different meals I like to cook this way, but tonight I am going to share my absolute favorite. If I had to eat this every single night for the rest of my life, I would be okay with it. You’ll need the following ingredients:
Steak, any cut will do but my favorite is ribeye.
1 onion, any color, my favorite is red
A clove of garlic
A spice blend of your choice: I am big on using Slap Yo Mama (DANK)
Asparagus – always fresh, never eat canned asparagus, it’s gross
Vegetable oil, olive oil, or butter, I prefer salted sweet cream butter.
From there it’s really simple. Lay out a sheet of tin foil shiny side up and coat the center of it with your oil or butter. Chop your potatoes into bite size pieces and spread out over the foil. Next, use the spice rub to rub the steak and lay directly on top of the potatoes. Add the asparagus over the top of the steak, followed by chopped onion and garlic. Add a final touch of spice and butter/oil, and wrap it all up in the foil making a nice little packet. Once your pack is all wrapped up tight, throw it directly on the coals of your campfire and wait about 15 to 20 minutes. Carefully remove your hobo pack from the fire, cut the top back open, and dig in. No need for a plate, just eat right out of the foil.
You can do this with anything, honestly. I make fajitas this way, for example, and the process is about the same. Always put the potatoes on the bottom, however, cause they need the longest to cook. I decided to post this tonight because I happen to be making my dinner with a hobopack, although it’s not my favorite recipe. Here’s some pictures for you foodies.
So what have we learned? Hobos have great survival tips. Tinfoil is a survival item with innumerous uses. Sagebrush fires are scary. I think that’s it, but who knows? I am full and the puppies enjoyed it as well. Time to relax in the moonlight.
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In my personal opinion, it is completely irresponsible for any homeowner or homesteader to be without a shotgun, at minimum. It is an essential tool for a plethora of reasons, and there is no excuse not to have one. Never owned or shot a gun before? GOOD, this post is for you. I want to show you the best shotgun you can buy with little money, and outstanding quality.
Mossberg Maverick 88
The Mossberg Maverick 88 is a 12 gauge pump action shotgun available at Dick’s Sporting Goods, Wal-Mart, or pretty much any other sporting goods retailer that sells arms. It came with a 20 inch barrel, and carries 5+1 shells. It’s extremely lightweight for a shotgun and simple to operate. Any noob would be able to pick one of these up and be quickly proficient with it. It’s extremely reliable and always does it’s job, and it’s able to take a pretty good beating without a problem. Brand new, these shotguns run between $150 and $250 depending on where and when you buy them. For that price, you wouldn’t think you’d get a quality firearm, but in this case, you really do.
It is the poor man’s version of a Mossberg 500, which happens to be the first gun I ever owned. The only real differences are the safety and the trigger. The safety on the 500 is thumb operated whereas the safety on the 88 is just in front of the trigger. All parts are interchangeable between the 500 and 88 except for the trigger, and this guy can be modified like crazy. Check out this video on Youtube of a Maverick 88 getting a makeover.
Why Do You Need a Shotgun?
Shotguns are the most effective home defense weapon, hands down, in my opinion. They shoot a number of pellets, which creates a lot of damage, and makes a lot of noise. These are all good things if someone breaks into your house at night. Another obvious reason you need one is for hunting game to feed yourself and your family. In absolutely insane conditions, you could use it to fill both of these uses at the same time, but I don’t think cannibalism is legal. I walked out of my house at sunrise a couple days ago and nearly stepped right on a rattlesnake. I jumped completely out of my skin. Pests and venomous critters are easier to handle with a 12 gauge, although, I have used a shovel to the same effect. Running out to tell off trespassers in your long britches works better with a shotgun in hand, and they are less likely to mess with you.
As you can see, there are numerous advantages to having a shotgun around. The Maverick 88 makes it completely affordable for even the poorest of us to have one. Be responsible with your firearms and keep safety a priority. Shooting is a ton of fun, and I encourage everyone to enjoy it safely. ❤