Showing posts with label empty shelves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label empty shelves. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2021

And So It Begins

 



And so it begins, empty shelves at the local Made-in-China mart. Sorry, serfs, no luncheon meat for you. And anyway, you wouldn't appreciate it if you had it, much less steak, which we've priced far beyond your reach.




Yes, no more meat for you. But don't worry, there will be other food, nutritious food which doesn't destroy fragile planet earth, our island home. Straight from you to table, recycled. Patriotic even, food for the people from the people.



But seriously, why should we expect people who enthusiastically support, who champion killing babies in the womb at the point of birth, to have anything like a moral compass. What would they not do? At this point of Hideous Strength, I'd say all the cards are on the table. The Abolition of Man is well underway. Pro tip, read those books.

In the meanwhile, make sure you've got plenty of food, water, wine and bullets before the Eschaton hits. If it doesn't? Give even more to the poor, bonus.

Your Apocalyptic Friend,

LSP




Monday, March 16, 2020

Walmart Wipeout




Reports were coming in of raiders out of Austin moving north in search of food, so I launched a recce patrol at the local Walmart. What a wipeout, as if a horde of locusts had swept through devouring all in their path.




Meat? Beef, pork? No.




Bye-bye rice and pasta.




Alas poor bacon, we knew you well.




You want milk? Forget about it, and the same goes for eggs, bread, flour, tuna, spam, beans, water, dried noodle snacks, luncheon meat, orange juice and cheese. And don't even think of buying chicken nuggets, fish sticks, potatoes, loo roll (TP) and cleaning products.




Now picture handfuls of dazed, shell-shocked shoppers slowly pushing their carts through the deserted aisles, their carts as empty as their stunned eyes and the very shelves. Yes, like a scene from one of the virus series we're binge watching at the Compound.

Still, there was plenty of wine, tomato paste and Vienna sausages. I bought all three and left, mission accomplished. Moral of the story?




First, never forget things can turn on a dime and before you know it there's no more food, so be smart and stock up. That way you won't have to fight over the last pack of chicken nuggets with some chancer hippy out of Austin. Second, don't buy all the bacon, it's rude and stupid.

Be safe, 

LSP