On my 49th birthday, I purchased Ol’ Butch from my long time, adventurous, globe trotting, scoundrel pal Thomas Moore. He was about to leave the U.S. for parts unknown and not returning.
I was both surprised that he wanted to let Ol’ Butch go and happy that he thought of me first. I’d been after him to auction off Ol’ Butch for about 7 years.
Here’s the story of this legendary, well travelled blade in Thomas Moore’s own words.
By Thomas D. Moore
(aka Tomahawk, Pathfinder Tom, Whiskey Jack)
I was sitting around yesterday afternoon, sippin’ a Whiskey and soda, with my Green river knife “Ol’ Butch” hanging around my neck. the sun was warm on my chest, I began to notice a slight tainted fat smell…..I soon discovered the source of the Ambiance as the handle on my Green river Knife.
Unsheathing the blade, I took a long sniff of the handle, and was flooded with memories of past expeditions, wilderness adventures, countries, people, war zones, horses and mules, skinned deer, elk and moose – the list goes on.
This knife has been with me for 23 years. I bought it in a junk shop in Moab, Utah back in 1989 for the ridiculous price of $6.00. Later on I made a sheath for it from some raw hide salvaged from a dead horse I discovered while on a trip in the Utah desert. The handle has always been used as the socket for hundreds of my bow and drill, friction fires.
My knife has been to 87 countries, 6 war zones and 5 continents.
Ol’ Butch is a comforting friend and a constant companion.
I have to kinda chuckle at the knife kooks I read about online that ask silly questions like;
“How do I force a patina on my new Mora?”
– First of all – throw away the Mora, get a Green River and USE IT. Get off of your computers, get out into the woods, deserts, jungles and mountains. Split some wood, cut some meat (and a finger or two), build some fires, defend yourself, and simply USE the Knife!
Tomahawk – Scouts out!
So that’s the story of Ol’Butch.
The lesson here is to go buy or make yourself a blade and get out and use the dern thing.
The average citizen is clueless to their surroundings and has never entertained the idea of what they’d do in a disaster or life threatening situation.
These individuals will lose half their IQ points as soon as the emergency tones go off on their radio.Tunnel vision and panic will cause them to freeze up and be in your way.
When panic sets in, your average person gets tunnel vision and their field of vision can shrink up to 70%.
Stress hormones are like hallucinogenic drugs that compromise their decision making capability.
You, assuming you’re of the preparedness mindset, will be surrounded by average citizens in complete denial about their reality and they will not be able to cope, adapt or overcome.
“Did you know that the biggest threat to your life if you survive a plane crash isn’t the fire or the smoke?It’s your everyday average citizen blocking the isles and exits as they try to get their carry-on luggage out of the overhead bin.”
What is your disaster personality?
Will you endanger yourself or your family to help others?
Will you be able to push women and children out of your way to get to safety?
Or will you be the person to allow just one more person into the lifeboat so that it sinks?
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A dive watch that you think a Navy SEAL would wear.
Anything that says “Don’t Tread on Me.”
And the biggest give away is if you’re wearing anything from the 5.11 tuxedo collection. If you’re wearing 5.11 attire, that tells me you’re a cop or some kind of wanna-be cop or contractor wanna-be.
What does all this mean to me?It means if I spot these telltale signs of tactical-ness, I put you into three categories.
A cop or worse yet a young cop.
A Dueshbag wanna-be cop or blackwater wanna-be contractor who spends too much time on youtube watching gun videos.
A Military serviceman who hasn’t been taught how to be low profile when off duty.
My situational awareness radar has a default setting that red flags and lumps anyone wearing this tacti-cool garb into the category of “moron-with-a-gun” until proven otherwise.
Depending on the scenario, you offer me these assets and liabilities.
You’re the idiot that’ll pull a gun at the wrong time and make a bad situation worse at 200 mph.
Or the bad guy will recognize these failed grey-man clues and shoot you first.
The plus side of that is that you’ll put a spot light on where the bad guys should shoot and buy me time to exit the kill zone.
Don’t get me wrong here.I like the rule of law and the men and women who bravely enforce it.I’m pro 2nd amendment and absolutelyfor an armed citizenry.
My concern is that the majority of gun carrying Americans do not have the training to engage bad guys effectively.I hope and pray that if I find myself in an environment where armed resistance is needed to stop evil, that whoever pulls a gun that day, can perform that task with professional skills and confidence.
However the reality is that the odds are against that actually happening and so for now, I’ll be looking out for number one.
It pays to be the smartest guy in the room.
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