The great and good Bill Price has an excellent article about how women are complaining that they are losing jobs (as the state goes bankrupt) while men are getting the jobs that are going, because they are dirty, hard and dangerous. What women forget is that men have had to always do this. This is a testimony from Jim Rawles site, but it makes the point.
So how can I sum it up. a) If you desire a retreat property in your current state then keep your city job and move as far in the direction of your imaginary retreat as your finances and time considerations will allow you to commute. or b) If your state is likely to become a meat grinder after TSHTF then act now! Apply for jobs in another state, remembering the three D’s. Dirty, Dangerous or Dull. Take the pay cut if you have to. Maybe you can apply for jobs with a large store chain that will be willing to shuffle you to another store location as soon as you can make up a believable excuse for your move. In either case, once you’re an hour or so out of the nearest city (make it as small a city as possible) you can look for work locally. Then, once you’ve got that local work then you can move even farther out. BTW, just to be clear, “an hour out of the city” means an hour of travel beyond where the houses have given way to trees or pasture.
“But nobody out in the country will employ me”, I hear you say. That depends entirely on your outlook. As times get tougher out here in the country a lot of people are doing the opposite of what the average SurvivalBlog reader is trying to do. They’re moving to the city where they can find higher paying jobs! They don’t want to downsize their living arrangements so they’re going where the money is. That’s why half my weekends are spent at garage sales. There are jobs to be had out here but there’s a proviso: You have to want it more than the next guy! I got a job, partly by luck in coming across the advertisement just in time, but also because when I turned up for the interview they could tell just by looking at me that I was dead serious about my application. I wanted the job, and what’s more, I would work hard to keep it. Six months later my references now speak for themselves and in a place where everyone knows everyone else, references are everything.
If it comes down to it, it is just a job. It is not the great source of meaning for your life. The family counts more. This man has moved further than I have, but I’d rather live in Dunedin and be able to help my son learn the school play music than be in Auckland sitting in a car, or be in Australia away from him. The money, by the way, would be better in Auckland and much, much better in Australia.
At the moment, I have close relatives seriously ill. Some of the commentators here have been struggling with various afflictions. There are many who are laid off. The situation in Greece is worse, and Iran and Israel look at loggerheads. Salafists are killing Christians, and there are too many children homeless.
These things occupy the grown ups. But the feminists, who never grew up, instead are protesting about valentines day. Well they are making a few errors.
- Most men would be glad to dump the day. It is one continual test. We are expected to divine the wishes of women who feel they have demands on us. Lie in and tea in bed while I make breakfast for the kids and/or you have a quiet bath while we go to the park? Sure. Hand made cards from the kids? Great. Hallmark? Meh. In fact nausea.
- There are more important issues for women and no, I do not mean abortion. I do mean female genital mutilation, safe working conditions for manual labourers and high risk jobs, access to weapons (and safe, policed, streets) and a lack of barriers to training. Flexible employment and the ability to choose not to work (ie. houses that a family can afford to rent or buy on one average family, not two or three) when children are small would help.
- You cannot “occupy” a time. You can boycott it, but you cannot camp on it. It is not a place. Besides, most of us have to do things. Like work.
In short, the stupid young females who thought this up should take their energy and let some older, wiser women work out ways to apply that energy. Perhaps committing to a job, to a marriage, to a family… would give them a sense of perspective. For this movement comes out of the land of unicorn farts, not real life.