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May 11, 2014

A time for dying, statistically speaking.

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 1:12 am

“Nah mate, there is not one in a thousand chances of this going wrong” said Guillermo.

10 seconds later he was coming to terms with the transition from a theoretical 1 in 1,000 odds to a practical it done happened to you bud.. he died before the look of puzzlement left his face.

1 in 1,000 people dying from avian flu is good odds if you are a company that employs 1,000 people.

if you are a single individual, well, when shit happens to you that’s all there is, odds don’t matter, theory don’t matter, yesterday when all of this shit was impossible / improbable don’t matter.

I’ve said before, back in the day as an ex pat you always had a hidden real passport, and the one you used was your second passport, applied for when you “lost” your original one.

Thing is, the very first motherfucking sign, that was when you used it, an hour after that sign you were in the airport waiting for the next plane out, to anywhere.

You did it while you could, while you had the freedom to act, because ten seconds later after no longer being free to act, it was too fucking late.

Yes, you can bug out “too early”, but, you can’t bug out at all if it’s too late.

You can ALWAYS bug out too, look at this fucker…http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2621425/French-coast-guard-rescue-Afghan-trying-sail-Channel-raft-six-planks-wood-bedsheet.html

You CHOOSE not to, a choice I have made too, oh yeah, the old excuses, got no money, po-po has all my shit, got kids here, got old folks here… some times it’s the right call, I got lucky.

I wasn’t Guillermo that day.

What I’m trying to say here, statistics and odds and probabilities, they do not mean shit as an individual, it’s all fucking binary to an individual, you either do dodge the bullet, or you do not.

Better than dodging the bullet is not being there when the other fucker gets loaded.

There is no such thing as “friendly” fire.

Every bullet from every gun that is not in your hands, and maybe some of them too, are all enemy fire…. if it can hit you, it is enemy fire.

Yeah, if you emigrate to Manila and come 2025 and the big one in Yellowstone still hasn’t let go, you’ll look like a stupid fucker, but, you can only look like a stupid fucker if you are alive.

If you’re dead, you’re a really stupid fucker, like Guillermo.

If you want to be a free man (sic) first, you gotta stay free, and that, like everything else in an individual life, is a binary situation…0 you are free, 1 you are not, don’t play probabilities, 0.1 isn’t close to 0, 0.49 is way too late to start worrying or planning.

Rust never sleeps, nor do your enemies, see definition above of enemy.


Hell, people take the shapes of clouds as signs from God to them personally, whaddaya want, a written invitation to el supremo where he tells you this territory ain’t big enough for the both of you, so you got 24 hours to hike or he’ll be gunning for you?



  1. Ever thought about moving to the Caymans? Anyone in the Commonwealth can automatically work there.

    Comment by Davis M.J. Aurini — May 11, 2014 @ 6:52 pm

    • south china seas would be more by cup of tea, no opportunities for me in the caymans dude…

      Comment by wimminz — May 11, 2014 @ 7:00 pm

  2. sh*t happens, but most likely an auto accident gets you

    Comment by Joe — May 12, 2014 @ 7:23 am

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