Many who have not experienced crisis feel apt to cast judgement comfortably from desk chairs, internet cafes, or cubicals. Yet how many can say they have met evil? I don’t mean Glenn Beck, The Koch Brothers, or Glen Danzig (bless his heart). I mean the person that stands between you and a much needed meal. How many even worry all that much about their next meal, in this land of plenty (right)?
A Bosnian survivalist retells how he faced reality.
I am from Bosnia. You know, between 1992 and 1995 it was hell. For one year I lived, and survived, in a city with 6000 people, without water, electricity, gasoline, medical help, civil defense, distribution service, any kind of traditional service or centralized rule.
Our city was blockaded by the army and for 1 year life in the city turned into total crap. We had no army, no police, we only had armed groups – those armed protected their homes and families.