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While Driving through Chicago

They call this civilization?

One of the first things one discovers living in the woods for any length of time is that once you step outside the piney forest, it’s freaking noisy. I hadn’t ventured far from my wooded homestead in 3 years. It was again time to visit family in other parts of the state. Forgoing the expense of a motel and putting a burden on family we chose to stay at a centrally located campground. As it turned out, some of our family members had chosen that weekend to go camping at the same campground. Ah, terrific I thought, we can kill two birds with one stone.

We (husband, 40 year old son and I) decided to travel light and bring a large tent and only what we needed to make a comfortable 3 night stay. We arrived first and set up camp close to the reserved spots where family were to stay. Slowly they trickled in. Each one had a huge 3/4 ton pickup hauling a 30 foot 5th wheel. It is nice that they can do that. They are young and I don’t begrudge them their payments. After all they have children, the washer and dryer in the camper comes in handy. I’m old school, I see their campers as a luxury resort on wheels.  So much comfort makes people soft, I thought. Even at my advanced age, I personally do enjoy the grounding effect I get from sleeping in close contact with the earth. There is nothing more refreshing/rejuvenating and I feel sorry for those who never get to experience it. Early humans had it going on, no wonder they were healthier than modern people.

We had other family to visit, a birthday party to attend and dinner with other cousins too, so we weren’t around much. I do feel badly for that. Seems there just is not enough hours in the day sometimes. Please forgive us, you guys, eh? I so enjoyed seeing all the little children. I got lots of hugs, which made the whole trip worth it.

Handy Granny has left the woods

Driving south to lower Michigan, you have two choices. You can drive 10 hours and cross the Might Mac (the way I prefer) or you can drive 7 hours (depending on backups) and drive through Milwaukee and Chicago. Our son was driving, so he took us the fast path. Now, mind you, the last time I was in Chicago was 30 years ago. I drove and it didn’t bother me in the least. Two to three lanes in and two to three lanes out. Easy as pie, then. On our return trip all 6 lanes of traffic are moving at a pretty good clip. Our truck driver son comments on how smooth the flow of traffic is moving. Express lanes are closed, but construction and detours are at a minimum.  Going through on Thursday was a lot more hectic, and for the most part I sat in the backseat and held my breath. Needless to say, I didn’t see much.

What I noticed this time through Chicago and Milwaukee was how many people are texting or talking on their cell phones in heavy traffic. It was amazing that there aren’t more traffic crashes than there are. And people waiting for the commuter train that runs parallel to the highway in Chicago, all of them standing alone. There weren’t too many but the ones that were there were alone and looking down at their phones. Every last one of those people were looking at a phone at every loading point.  City life must be so very lonely, was the thought that ran through my head.

Crunching the numbers

commuter train

Wrap your head around these numbers for a moment;

Milwaukee Wisconsin- 600,000 residents inhabit this city
Madison Wisconsin– 250,000
Chicago Illinois– 2.7 million
Detroit Michigan– 700,000
Flint Michigan– 100,000
Total population— 4.3 million– 4.3 million–4.3 million

And those numbers don’t reflect the people living in out laying areas. To me that’s a whole lota family, eh? Sure is a whole bunch more than the 400 families in my township.

Yes, there is a point to all this. While riding in the backseat, I’m out of my wooded box.(I never, ever sit in the back seat. I probably should sit back here more, you can see so much.) My thoughts turn to; how can this many people survive if we should suddenly have an EMP or solar flare? If there is no power. . .
Then this one shows up on face book. (If you are open, the universe gives you hints)

Explosions rock Michigan neighborhood as US Army urban military training exercise begins

The media only gave residents 3 hours notice. Remember, Michigan is an open carry state. Someone could have gotten seriously injured or worse here. Or maybe that was what they were hoping, to winnow out militia types? I was really hoping to stay away from this kind of article in my Handy granny blog. But this tuff is getting so in your face that it is hard to ignore. And again, my attention was directed to this one.

Back to the drive through Chicago, I remembered reading an article awhile back  and suddenly food shortage articles were popping up every where. My thoughts wandered; if even half of what the alternative media is writing comes true, just how quiet will our home turf be then? Is this Jade Helm 15 just ahead of something big?

Back home

Normally, when I go to see family I take the slow route and rarely see the larger cities. This has been an
eye opener for me. As I sit in front of my computer and listen to the woodland birds singing their “come fly with me” melody, I’m in quiet anxiety. Impressed with human ingenuity but I’m terrified of it’s ignorance. There is a heavy, evil cloud hanging overhead, destroying our brotherhood. I could feel it. Is this the cycle of civilization coming to an end? Will evil win?

History is written by the winners. I plan on keeping a journal of events to pass down to whomever. Hopefully they can read English in the future.

Update— 30 minutes after publishing my article, I find this
and this


2 thoughts on “While Driving through Chicago

  1. We certainly live in interesting times. I too often feel this way when taking in the news in the morning. I enjoyed your take on campers, and your spot on about camping with kiddos. I think everyone that wants to camp should have to start in a tent. If you will believe it I know a few people that have never been. For some odd reason the woods, and dirt repulsed them. I’ll never understand it.

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  2. Welcome back to ToyLand…and a ‘backseat’ view of how deranged humans have become in their mindless pursuit of what they ‘want’ at the expense of what they need…which may soon lie well beyond their reach.

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