Time to shrug?

I'm just about ready to move to a gulch if I can find one who'll have me. Or maybe I can flip burgers until after the productive are welcome again.
Labels: Atlas Shrugged, The Economy
... and the clocks were striking thirteen. REFUSE TO BE AFRAID. Free yourself. Dream.
Labels: Atlas Shrugged, The Economy
4 Comments:
Can't really invite you to a gulch, since I'm not (yet) part of one, but you'd be welcome here anytime.
The willingly productive are always useful to the p.t.b.
Welcomed by whom; if your activities add value to anything, there will always be a larger group more than willing to welcome you into the sacrificial pot.
A gulch is what YOU make it.
I've read you can live on mostly sprouts, and those are easy to grow. Also, garlic scapes are delicious and zucchini and amaranth grow like weeds in many places. It's never too early to plant your victory garden (no more canned spinach, Olive!).
Just don't set it up so it looks like a drug grow-op or the DEA will tear it apart...
I'm petty sure if I moved to a gulch, nobody would notice.
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