The first rule of survival is, in my opinion, “Fix your position” — that is, know where you are. Any actions you take to survive, even thrive, depend on grasping what’s available, possible, and advisable at your current location.
To offer a simplistic illustration here, consider the matter of shelter in a wilderness-survival scenario. You wouldn’t be building a snow cave in the tropics or a pine-bough lean-to in the desert. You can do only what’s possible, using what’s available.
Or say you survived a plane crash. You’d want to make your presence as conspicuous as possible to alert search efforts — unless, that is, there’s a war on and you’re in enemy territory.
Know where you are.
In the wake of the 2024 general election, and regardless of whether you lean right or wrong, it’s useful to fix your position. The best place to start, I believe, is with this map:
Granted, we live in a country where individual citizens vote. Acreage doesn’t factor into the electoral process. Still, plotting one’s position on that map — and gauging the surrounding territory — gives a good indication of where you are.
The Mountain, for example, is over 100 statute miles north of the closest county that went blue. Toward the Mississippi River, we’re 150 miles removed. And looking into Missouri, it isn’t until we get to the I-70 corridor — 225 miles away — that we run into a blue county.
That definitely fixes our position. We’re in a very good place.
Physical isolation, in terms of established culture and dominant ideology, is fine — but this is the modern age, and we’ll continue to be bombarded from without. We’d be wise, then, to evaluate where we are nationally. For the moment, that’s exactly where we were before the election.
Results from November 5th paint a clear picture — Americans unequivocally rejected the ideology that steered this country the last four years. That was reflected nationwide, from the top of the ballot to the bottom. If not necessarily universal, indisputably it was overwhelming.
The anti-American Left is in denial about that. They refuse to acknowledge where they are.
Take this commentary, published Wednesday on a well-known progressive website:
“In life, there are plenty of times when it makes sense to be gracious amid the agony of defeat. Today is not one of those times. Donald Trump was the worst president in American history, and his upcoming term is likely to be even worse than his first. In times of true crisis, magnanimity is the privilege of those happy collaborators who are secure in the belief that they will be OK no matter what. For all the rest of us, now is not the time for magnanimity.
“Nope. Sorry. Screw these people.
“If America is going to make it through the days, weeks, months, and — sigh — years to come, then you and I are going to have to hold on to the anger that we feel right now, and we are going to have to remember the many, many reasons why that anger is wholly justified.”
These are Americans-in-name-only telling us that because we declined to vote for a “woman of color” (who also happens to be an idiot), we’re irredeemably “racist” and “sexist” — a perspective which is, on its face, patently racist and sexist.
We’re told that voting in favor of Life somehow demonstrated our disregard for “reproductive rights.” Last I checked, “reproduction” was defined as creating Life — not murdering infants.
And yet, amid all the TDS hysteria, I haven’t heard a single voice on the Left address (much less explain) the mysterious disappearance of 12 million Democrat votes — that’s the difference between Daffy in 2020 and Chuckles in 2024. Doing so would force progressives to admit that both their agenda and their candidate were positively wretched.
Either that, or they’d have to expose the truth — that 2020 was rigged, and that those votes were manufactured.
These are the people we have to deal with, wherever we are. They won’t change. They won’t give up.
I want to close this on a brighter note, albeit beginning with a dim prospect.
Imagine that the Democrat had won the 2024 presidential election. Seriously, I want you to imagine the scene around the victory speech, the kind of music that would’ve been playing — no doubt including some she-tramp rapping about her WAP.
But the Democrat didn’t win — Trump did. It was Trump who delivered the victory speech to a joyful crowd of supporters, campaign workers, true Americans.
Afterward, in the lobby outside the hall, hundreds of Trumpers spontaneously broke into song. And what did they sing?
“How Great Thou Art.”
Whether you’re a Christian or not, religious or not, MAGA or not, there’s a clear and (dare I say) hopeful message for you in that moment. It tells you that on Tuesday, voters chose tradition and goodness over cultural poison.
At the risk of putting too fine a point on it, America chose “How Great Thou Art” over “Wet-Ass Pussy.”
That’s the America I want to live in. And that’s where we are today.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
#WiseUp #LibertyOrDeath #Ungovernable
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