The Siege of Bundy Ranch goes on, and so does the need for volunteers, money and supplies, especially -- at the moment -- camo netting.

As I wrote here, The Siege of Bundy Ranch goes on. So does the need for volunteers, money and supplies. I have dubbed the Three Percenters in the desert the "Virgin River Volunteers." "The Virgins" and the Oath Keepers have a particular need at the moment for camouflage netting to provide shade for the troop and operations areas as well as fighting positions. I have a feeling that there's a lot of that sort of thing out there in barns and garages left over from the 90s that is surplus to us aging old fart's needs. You might have netting but no poles and spreaders or poles and spreaders but ne netting. That's all right. If you will drop me an email if you have anything you wish to donate, I will see that it gets matched up with needs on the ground, transportation assets to move it there, etc. The Oath Keepers intends to use such assets and equipment after the Bundy operation is concluded for other such needs as they arise. No one is going to profit from your generosity except the prospective victims of federal violence and the volunteers who desperately need the shade.

In addition, we need experienced logistical veterans -- personnel, food service, communications, S-4 planners, heck, even clerks and drivers. If you will drop me an email, I will hook you up with the right Oath Keeper contacts at the Bundy Ranch Siege so you can schedule your next vacation in sunny south Nevada, a short hop from the R&R mecca of Lost Wages. (Did I make it sound artificially cheery enough? -- The important operative word in the above is "scheduled". There have been appeals to rush out with all assets, without much thought to the mundane necessities of working out vacation time from your job, permission of wives and sweethearts, and the needs of the operation for a consistent, flowing turnover of volunteers.)

There is history being made out in the Nevada desert, folks. You may recall these lines from the Bard:

 We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.