These chilling words from a Bosnian survivalist remind us how bad things can get — almost overnight:
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.
When it all started some of us were better prepared, but most of the neighbors families had enough food only for a few days. Some had pistols, a few had AK47s ( ) or shotguns.
After a month or two gangs started operating, destroying everything. Hospitals, for example, turned into slaughterhouses. There was no more police. About 80% of the hospital staff were gone. I got lucky — my family at the time was fairly large (15 people in a large house, 6 pistols, 3 Aks), and we survived (most of us, at least).
The Americans dropped MREs every 10 days, to help blockaded cities. This was never enough. Some — very few — had gardens. It took 3 months for the first rumors to spread of men dying from hunger and cold. We removed all the doors, the window frames from abandoned houses, ripped up the floors and burned the furniture for heat. Many died from diseases, especially from the water (two from my own family). We drank mostly rainwater, ate pigeons and even rats.
Money soon became worthless. We returned to an exchange. For a tin can of tushonka you could have a woman (it is hard to speak of it, but it is true). Most of the women who sold themselves were desperate mothers.
Arms, ammunition, candles, lighters, antibiotics, gasoline, batteries and food. We fought for these things like animals. In these situations it all changes. Men become monsters. It was disgusting.
Strength was in numbers. A man living a lone getting killed and robbed would be just a matter of time, even if he was armed.
Today me and my family are well-prepared, I am well-armed. I have experience.
Not Bosnia, but as close as it got in the states: Lessons learned from Hurricanes Katrina and Rita, a first-hand account by Bayou Renaissance Man.
Coming soon to a province near you!
And all this was given to us by those who played with our lives for the sake of playing the global game.
When Bill & Co decided to play Russians on BIG build board we paid the price like many others people in the world. Lie is living in the name of democracy, but those who played the chess game have impunity, and they might get Nobel Prize.
Oh, yeah, we have to find someone to blame. Let me see…
During the Rodney King riots, some Korean businessmen were able to post armed guards (family members with ARs or similar) on rooftops and such. They protected their property and came out ok. Most however did not have such and were looted/burned lost everything.
Backup link because the original is gone: Words from a Bosnian Survivalist on archive.org.