When my grandfather was a Boy Soldier in the early part of WWII, he and another man were tasked with defending a water tower. A local German sympathizer climbed a ladder to the water tower, planning to dump arsenic into the water.

My grandfather raised his Enfield as did his companion. His companion fired first, and the dead German fell to the ground.

True story and I wish he was still around to tell it. But really, unless it was a suicide mission, how would you expect to penetrate to a "Mexican" messhall. My thoughts are not that we need to be sneaking around each other's rear area, but that we should concentrate on striking where convinent, withdrawing on our own terms, reforming where viable and organizing where practical.

You are right. We do need to deny comfort to the enemy. But it's wishful thinking to poison and such. Rather we must snipe and engage, disengage and shoot whenever we can.

As for mess facilities, that's why I'd rather have a future wife onboard, so she can fry the potatoes and bring them to the foxholes, rather than task me with having to prepare, transport and clean up.

Asher, although I believe some eastern philosophers are correct, I disagree about stealing food from the enemy. What keeps them from staging an assault where we eat poisioned food, or (a la Red Dawn) end up with gunships after us. Isn't it better to plan to support yourself. Just because you're militia doesn't mean we get to rob the farmers for meat and milk.

CK