Okay, okay, I know Facebook is totally eeeevil, just plain oooozing eeeeevil. But I tell you, Ragnar’s Freedom Outlaw Facebook Page is amazing.
In the few weeks it’s been alive, it’s received a whopping 2,000 likes (it’s within spittin’ distance of that this afternoon). It’s busy and lively and a great place to find some very funny freedomstuff. Better yet, you don’t have to join The Dreaded Facebook to view all that fun stuff. It’s got giveaways of pocket Constitutions and Freedom Outlaw wristbands, and other cool stuff (though you do have to join to compete for those).
And now it’s even got a verrrrry sexy freedomista mascot. (Hope that link works; among it’s other ills, FB doesn’t make it easy for non-participants to “share” content.)
But Ragnar’s Freedom Outlaw page has everything else. A huge thank you to Ragnar for giving such energy to the Freedom Outlaw meme and using the eeeevil FB to send beaucoup traffic to this blog!
On days you arrive here to find not enough blogitude to give you your Outlaw fix, or on days you just crave a little more Freedomista Power (with some laughs thrown in), there’s always something going on at Ragnar’s place.
Those prescription drugs in your emergency kit might last longer than you think. Maybe decades longer. (I’d be cautious, though, especially with antibiotics.)
Why is the Taliban so scared of little girls? And why are Muslim leaders always so quiet about monstrous acts like this?
I’ve been having trouble getting around to several things, including a review of Wendy McElroy’s new book, The Art of Living Free. So just let me say a big amen to Wally Conger’s review.
Since joining Twitter (which, seriously, does have some uses) I’ve been following a new-but-prolific blog The Tireless Agorist.
I’ve just added it to the Living Freedom blogroll under two categories. I’d have done this in any case because “Agorist Don” writes himself one good blog.
But it doesn’t hurt at all that today’s entry is about Hardyville.
Last year, when things were looking a bit down for me, a friend suggested that I start a “101 Things” Twitter account, mostly to post useful liberty info & thoughts.
It was a brilliant idea. I mean, other than the fact that hermits and social media don’t go well together. And other than the fact that I can barely even write my name in fewer than 140 characters.
Toward the end of the year, I bit the bullet and set up a Twitter account. Two of them, actually. But when one of them attracted a “follower” within 12 hours, I was so horrified I never went back, forgot my logins, and haven’t tweeted a word.
But I’m going to start. Really. And I’m following a few folks now, too.
I’ll probably be doing most of my tweeting as @101ForLiberty (so far, all of one tweet and that basically contentless). I’ll try to make my tweets as useful as possible.
I’m still trying to figure out how to get back into the other account …
This article doesn’t say it, but she was apparently on an extended road trip, wandering around with no destination and nobody knowing where she was. In December. A mile above sea level. With snowstorms forecast. With a dead cellphone. With no emergency gear. Not even a warm coat or a blanket in her vehicle.
I won’t say anything about the gene pool. I realize even the best prepared among us could get stuck in deadly circumstances beyond our control. But if you want a textbook case in how not to survive, here you have it.
Almost as bad as those young morons a few years ago who decided to take Nevada dirt roads when the freeway was closed by snow. You do have to give them points for pluck, if not common sense.
