But...WHY Is The Rum Gone?

The last post got some wide notice (my thanks for the link-love), and one private query:
Why focus on soft tactics?

Let me explain it thusly:
According to the specialists employed with your tax dollars in how to defend or subvert a given political system, there are some 17 levels of preparation involved before you get to "sporty".
Slitting throats and blowing shit up are at Level 16.

You, and anyone you've ever heard of, are no farther developed than Level 3.
Cogitate on that.

And bear in mind that unlike anthropogenic globull warming, Dunning-Kruger is a real thing.

See below:

Building A Resistance Movement. (This embiggens).

This wisdom is excerpted cheerfully from a little book on doctrinal subversion that many of you have heard of, and some of you have studied, in a hands-on sort of way.
It's known colloquially as The Bible, and officially as FM 3-05.201 Special Forces Unconventional Warfare Operations, April 2003.

You should look it up.
In fact, you should probably download that pdf, print it out, and spend some goodly time dedicated to absorbing the wisdom therein, both for the intellectual exercise, and because there may be a practical exam at some point.

But despite any interest in leveling up, you're not ready for that, I'm not ready for that, nobody you know of is ready for that, and the proof is right there above, before your lying eyes. The fourteen layers of foundation missing between now and then are what everyone who imagines otherwise is missing.

That lack is the sort of thing that gets you nonsense like Bunker Hill, Harper's Ferry, and the First Battle Of Bull Run.

It gets your ass handed to you, wastes a lot of scarce manpower and material (not to mention goodwill), while gaining you ridicule, doubt, and disdain from exactly the people you'll need at Level 5. Recall, please, for the historically impaired, that without France, we'd be celebrating the Queen's Birthday, and not the Fourth Of July, and that without Britain and France's support, the South would be just another Lost Cause. (Oops, too late.)

This is the same reason Maduro and socialismo are still kicking Venezuela's ass; until they get their opposition sh*t in one bag, no one is going to send them the help they need to send the commies packing, in a hanging-from-streetlamps sort of way. Mind you, it should happen, and probably will, but they're going to have to get to that point before anyone will risk the shrieking condemnation for helping them help themselves. Or, they'll just wait until everyone's too weak from lack of food, and eventually people will die, and something better may spring up indigenously - in a generation or two. Or, not. (cf: Norkistan.)

So, a propaganda war is what you're in for (and what you've been in since at least 1929, whether you knew it or not).

Hence the call to finally wake up and smell the coffee. And the covfefe, for that matter.
The beauty is, there's some miniscule chance to affect things, even yet. Not by purely voting at the bastards, certainly,

but every thumb you can put on the scale - and in the Left's eyes, both figuratively and literally, when opportunity presents itself - before things degrade to open conflict is to your advantage. Undermine the hell out of anything you can on the Leftard side, especially while it's easy and cheap, let alone not something that'll get your head in a noose, right? It's helpful, it's a zero-sum (every one of them you convert, or simply demoralize, is one less you have to fight), and hell, it's FUN.

Learn lessons from history: starve the beast. The US Cavalry was purely ancillary with our Indian problem in securing the frontier. The business-end was the hunting out of the buffalo. You could look it up. So if you find the Leftards' buffalo herds, and turn them into rugs and burgers, you'll have a much more harmonious outcome.

By the by, there may never be any Great Cataclysm. Or, it may not happen in your entire lifetime. But how long and how gradual the slide into oblivion is may very well depend on how vigorously you kick them in the teeth as the trolls of collectivism and anarchy try to climb over the walls.

Life thus far hasn't been about shooting anyone in this country, by and large for nearly two centuries. But there have always been one helluva lot of hippies out there. And heaven knows, they aren't going to punch themselves.

Hence the exhortation to get busy.
Be happy in your work.