The supply lines are tightening, even in our rural environment.
Lucy's staff called her earlier, to say that they couldn't buy any eggs for the shop, from their regular supplier.
Now, their supplier is around 2 miles from Lucy's shop. They have had their entire stock bought up by....someone.
They produce thousands of eggs a day. (Well, to be fair, the hens do most of the work, but you get my drift).
Our farmer friend also has zero, although he doesn't produce that many daily - they've all been bought up.
As I type, Luce is off scouting around, trying to source some eggs.
We will be fine, though - some tomatoes for some duck eggs!
My point being, is this...
We live in a semi rural area, full of egg producers and in all my years here, I've never known a shortage of eggs. It's a big part of the diet here.
Which brings to the west, and supply lines of foods.
You're fucked.
Nah, only joking. You're not fucked, but the supply lines to the big urban populations runs on a 'just in time' system.
And it's fragile beyond belief.
Hows that 'fear flu' feeling now?
Would you risk having some sniffles for food on the table, and a larder full of goodies?
Time to get over the flu fear porn, and get working again.Or Go hungry.
Don't be rabbit caught in the headlights , waiting for the government to 'allow' you to do things that they have no right telling you what not to do.
Do you feel the need to 'get permission' off a faceless someone else, to live your life?
You do know what the term 'being an adult' means, right?
You do know what Stockholm syndrome is , right?
You do know there is nothing enlightening about you acting small, right?
You do know that for decentralization to work as a reality, you have to disregard the central authority, right?
You do know the central authority will fight you to stop you being free, right?
This is not a game.
Time to stop hodling and praying, and time to start weaving and doing.