You’re absolutely right. I grew up around real preppers, cult compounds, the whole nine yards. 90% of those people are completely deluded into thinking they will suddenly plant green beans and tomatoes and be fine if the world ends.
They want change, they want the system to be “reset” so that they can find new advantages and new ways to live without feeling crushed by the complicated systems of a world shared with millions of people.
But unless you’re already successfully living off acres of land with animals and greenhouses you have no chance of suddenly becoming a survivor in a worst-case scenario.
But I don’t think it’s going to get that bad, short of something completely out of left-field like an asteroid impact or an AI driven plague, and in those cases, I think I would choose to go find a nice place for a final picnic instead of having any idea that I’ll suddenly start wearing spiked leather and drive around a charger on oddly-abandoned highways.
Meanwhile, we’ve seen social disruptions happen all over the world, over and over, and they rarely last more than days or weeks, and you can do a massive amount of good with modest preparation. Even better if you can talk to your neighbors and have a community.
We don’t survive alone. The worst lesson they’ve pumped into the developed world is the notion of the “rugged loner” being anything but a statistic. This is where the whole “penguin debate” started. But that’s a whole other topic.
You’re absolutely right. I grew up around real preppers, cult compounds, the whole nine yards. 90% of those people are completely deluded into thinking they will suddenly plant green beans and tomatoes and be fine if the world ends.
They want change, they want the system to be “reset” so that they can find new advantages and new ways to live without feeling crushed by the complicated systems of a world shared with millions of people.
But unless you’re already successfully living off acres of land with animals and greenhouses you have no chance of suddenly becoming a survivor in a worst-case scenario.
But I don’t think it’s going to get that bad, short of something completely out of left-field like an asteroid impact or an AI driven plague, and in those cases, I think I would choose to go find a nice place for a final picnic instead of having any idea that I’ll suddenly start wearing spiked leather and drive around a charger on oddly-abandoned highways.
Meanwhile, we’ve seen social disruptions happen all over the world, over and over, and they rarely last more than days or weeks, and you can do a massive amount of good with modest preparation. Even better if you can talk to your neighbors and have a community.
We don’t survive alone. The worst lesson they’ve pumped into the developed world is the notion of the “rugged loner” being anything but a statistic. This is where the whole “penguin debate” started. But that’s a whole other topic.