Our drives into the boonies are always eye-opening.
You find a lot of junk of various sorts.
You do find horses and cattle and goats and chickens-- nothing wrong with that.
Maybe many of these people are hardy survivalists, and maybe they are armed to the teeth, ready to fight off marauding United Nations troops. Darn those blue helmets. I'm sure they value their freedoms.
Maybe these piles of crap and junked cars are intended to be barricades. Maybe at least some of the folks who choose to live out here, and live like this, have personality disorders...
You always have to wonder about meth labs. The smell usually gives them away. We didn't smell anything suggestive of that, and there was no tinfoil in evidence. Meth heads for some reason like tinfoil, especially on windows. They tend to be paranoid. They tend to believe that UN troops are coming to take away their guns. To a Texas meth head, freedom and guns are the same thing.
You find a lot of junk of various sorts.
You do find horses and cattle and goats and chickens-- nothing wrong with that.
Maybe many of these people are hardy survivalists, and maybe they are armed to the teeth, ready to fight off marauding United Nations troops. Darn those blue helmets. I'm sure they value their freedoms.
Maybe these piles of crap and junked cars are intended to be barricades. Maybe at least some of the folks who choose to live out here, and live like this, have personality disorders...
You always have to wonder about meth labs. The smell usually gives them away. We didn't smell anything suggestive of that, and there was no tinfoil in evidence. Meth heads for some reason like tinfoil, especially on windows. They tend to be paranoid. They tend to believe that UN troops are coming to take away their guns. To a Texas meth head, freedom and guns are the same thing.
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