A more complete accounting of what Roddy introduced in the comments here. ZeroHedge:
The sale “prompted concerns the debt crisis was even beginning to threaten Berlin on Wednesday, with the Bundesbank forced to buy large amounts of the bonds to ensure the auction did not fail. The low yields offered on the 10-year paper deterred investors from the auction, especially because of growing concerns over the cost to Germany of the escalating crisis.” So what was otherwise formerly sacrosanct has just become reviled: welcome to fiat’s greatest hits. The resulting 10 Year yield chart should surprise nobody. As for next steps: first the UK, then Japan, and finally the US…
Seeds, guns, whiskey, and toilet paper.
And lots and lots of batteries.
Ameritopia!
(thanks to geoffB)
The BBC has a number of interactive graphs up. Here and here.
Something to keep in mind is that their problems are masking our own to a certain degree:
Also, see the dollar. Same thing happening.
You will also need ammo. A gun without ammo is a club.
Don’t forget yeast. Grain is just stupid, boring grain without yeast.
And a generator or two and fuel. And heavy duty extension cords.
The sourdoughers say the good stuff just floats in the air. Damn if it doesn’t depend where in the air though, in terms of getting the good ones. San Fran is one thing, South Fl. another. Doesn’t it work something like that with the beers too?
They’ll tell you that’s the case in Brussels, sdferr.
*
Are there ways to keep the yeast alive so you can have a constant supply? I’m thinking beer yeast, but I imagine I might want bread from time to time.
I just put mine in a sterilized container in the fridge when I like a strain, cranky.
Other people just keep making beer off the same yeast in the same container time after time after time.
Aha, yes, that’s the stuff!
Starting over then, geographical ecology would then tend to act like a market corner, with the lucky ducks raising up their
dental flossyeast cakes for sale to the hinterlanders. Which, I reckon, was the way with the obsidian rich peoples too. Trade’ja a super knife material for a chunk of that yeast cake.Here’s a simple how-to with pictures.
In other news, the next in the “Rainbow 6” series of video games features Tom Clancy’s anti-terrorist team going after a domestic terror group calling itself the “True Patriots”.
Somehow I doubt they’ll be modeled after the OWS thugs…
you can also stock up on canned bread too… I only know this brown kind but there might could be others
it’s a big world, and full of marvels
Survival Shop Reports Jump In Sales To People Preparing For “Possible Collapse”
i suspect we’ll see an even more collapsey collapse in survival shop sales once president gigglefart is out of office
Speaking of beer, I saw a great show on TV last night called How Beer Saved the World. Really interesting and amusing as well. The show starts at the very beginning; we have beer to thank for the agricultural revolution. I am not making any of this up!
Thomas Jefferson could not be reached for comment.
Now that you want fruitcake, they probably don’t sell it any more. Good thing I never threw away the ones I have even though they are over 30 yrs old by now.
Neither could that Rothschild fellow.
keep stocking up
Link
Two pieces on China, housing and banking.
baitandswitchfoot writ large.
Perhaps you thought Israel might be applauded by the Left for their modern attitude towards alternative lifestyles? Ha ha. Just gay units used as a messaging tool.
Batteries — FWIW, Jeff, I’ve been test-using one of these for about the last year. Charged 4 “D” batteries with it over the last 3 days and they’ll light up a camp lantern just fine.
http://www.amazon.com/Solar-Powered-Battery-Charger-Charges/dp/B000H36S0G/ref=sr_1_6?s=electronics&ie=UTF8&qid=1322172270&sr=1-6
You know, in case it all goes down.
I need rechargeable batteries and a charger. We had a “universal” wall unit that was supposed to do C, D, AA, and AAA but it went belly up before it paid for itself.
On the other hand, I’ve got enough ammo.
You should have seen the look on Mrs. Utah’s face when I told her that.