With my armies ready to march, weapons primed, I suffered a surprise attack on my right flank. I sustained heavy casualties. Very heavy.
I told you in a previous post to go to war, but I left out that sometimes life goes to war with you, before you're ready. I'm not going to say that I've got the strength to fight back an win, like one of those aforementioned motivational cocksuckers. That's bullshit and life can't be won in a single charge; it can only be ended.
Am I giving up the fight? Nope. This is a fight for survival, giving up means losing.
So how do you win when you don't have the strength? With Guerrilla Mattress-fare.
The "How To?" of Guerrilla Mattress-fare
Increase mobility of your forces. If you can hit the enemy fast, take what you need and run, your strength will grow with each attack.
With increased mobility you can widen the area in which you can attack. Come at what's in front of you from all sides and within.
Learn to live off the land. Become self reliant so you can go where the enemy can't hurt you while you gather your strength.
Rebuild the relationships with your allies, but keep them back from the fight until you're ready. Too much involvement and they can become drained.
Now hit the enemy's supply lines, begin to weaken them as your own strength builds. This will rally more and more support to you, and your enemy will bleed and bleed some more.
As the enemy's structures crumble, allow your allies to invade.
Now burn the mattresses.
2 comments:
Yes, it is a sad fact, but life often does join you, out on the battlefield, even if you didn't expect it. Your allusion to war, specifically concerning the act of "going to the mattresses" in its many guises (life, drama, relationships or lack thereof) is quite apt, seeing as how many of the principles of each possess some oft-disturbing parallels.
As for the image (the previous one, which you've now replaced), and you asking me for my opinions on whether it's "offensive" or not, I'd say that it's not exactly the worse thing that could grace a blog entry, by far. After all, just look at Rage Against the Machine's self-titled album, or, specifically, the cover of said album.
Excelsior!
- N.
I think in the end I chose to change the image, because it wasn't really the right thing for the post. A man who has had a burning mattress thrown on him, has the opposite effect to what I was trying to allude to.
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