posted on Feb, 28 2008 @ 05:14 PM
Most survivalists that I know and have met share a basic concept of how they will survive. There are a few creative varieties to the same theme but
all of them are flawed. Here's the scenario:
1) Anarchy hits. By whatever definition your version of anarchy entails-the economy collapses and we enter a worse depression than our predecessors;
giant meteors hit the earth and ecological disaster ensues bringing widespread famine, disease and eventual global chaos; surprise! the cold war
wasn't really over and the Russians have just landed in Hometown, USA sparking a world-wide nuclear holocaust. You get the idea.
2) You pack up the babies, grab the ol' lady and everyone goes running to the four-wheel drive pickup parked in the driveway to race down the nearest
convenient highway to the nearest convenient hills.
3) You "live off the land" until anarchy subsides.
4) You clairavoyantly know when anarchy is over, return to your hometown a hero and leader among all the ravaged masses that didn't have the good
sense to listen to you and pick up your life where you left off before anarchy hit.
I'm often amazed (and amused) by how many otherwise intelligent people see nothing wrong with that plan. Let's examine it a little more closely.
Will you have a special premonition that allows you insight as to WHEN anarchy is going to hit? Even Jesus Christ said He didn't know the hour but
YOU'RE going to know? If anarchy becomes immediately obvious to anyone with even one eye open do you honestly think you'll make it to your 4WD and
down the street unscathed? Will your pickup be IN the driveway at the necessary moment? Finally take the car to the shop to get that trannie fixed
and darned if anarchy doesn't hit! What're the odds? Let your brother borrow the truck to move out of his apartment and boom! Anarchy! Let's
assume you're not having that bad of a hair day and the truck is fine and in the drive at the crucial moment. Got a full tank of gas? Oops.
Alright, I'll cut you some slack. Truck's fine, in the drive and has a full tank of gas. How far can you get on a tank of gas? You dash out into
traffic-all 260 million people just as scared as you are and trying to get the hell outa Dodge. Depending on wheter you live in a big city or a small
town, I'd give you a max of 20 miles before running into a major problem. You're stuck in a pileup of drivers that all have the same idea as you
and the rogue parasites in the smoking jalopy next to you see that you have a good vehicle with a backend full of supplies they don't have. You
promptly get a bullet through the temple, yanked out of the drivers' side, your family gets booted out onto the road (if they're lucky) and there
ends all your years of garage sailing for just the right camping gear.
You've planned ahead for that contingency? Got your significant other armed with a 12 gauge ready to blast anyone that even looks at you cross-eyed?
Can your S.O. hold their muc in an armed confrontation? Can they pull the trigger in a kill or be killed situation? Many veterans admit (and
statistics show) that killing another human being is just not in us to do. At least not easily and not without accompanying psychological trauma
that's yours to keep as a souvenir for the rest of your life. Even if you and everyone in your group can kill and to hell with the guilt and regret,
you can't just shooot your way through that pile up of stalled or wrecked cars. Now you're on foot.
By the way, was everyone in your group conveniently located at the dinner table when anarchy hit? It could come when you're at work, kids are at
school or summer camp or your odious ex-spouse on their weekend to have the kids. Did you already have everything you think you'll need packed? Did
you have to stomp around the house searching for the flashlight? Was your gear in a state of good repair?
Let's say the gods smile upon you and, despite all odds contrary to probability, you actually get to "the hills" or whatever retreat you've
planned and are now going to start living off the land. Has anyone in your group ever tried actually "living off the land"? It's been my
experience that the land is not that generous. It can be insufferably hot in the summer, lethally cold in the winter, and pneumonia producing
inbetween. That's just the weather. There are predators that can hunt those deer better than you. Eat them first. They're in competition for
your food supply. That includes owls, cats of all sizes and dogs. Then there are insects: blood-sucking vectors of death and disease. Is everyone
in your group immunized? There's a vaccine against rabies that would be wise to get if you're going to live amongst wild creatures.
You live off the land for, say, 6 months. Luckily no one in your group dies from predator attack, malaria-carrying mosquito bites, incorrect mushroom
identification, major infection from a minor scratch, starvation, hyperthermia, hypothermia, dehydration, etc. You're all 20 pounds thinner but none
the worse for wear. You're tired, hungry, dirty, depressed and would give your left arm for a cold beer or even a roll of toilet paper. Forgot
about that poison sumac, didn't ya? You wind your way back to civilization only to find it's gone. It WAS anarchy, after all. Maybe your old
neighborhood still stands but is now inhabited by strangers. Any number of "what-ifs" could arise pre or post chaos and you can't possibly
prepare for all of them or even a goodly number of them.
You can't show up at your board meeting tomorrow morning wearing a flak jacket and gas mask or an uzi strapped to your thigh. Being a survivalist
means rolling with the flow; adapting to whatever changes you must face.
You either have military type training or you don't If you have military training and didn't serve in operation Desert Storm, then you're
undoubtedly middle-aged, probably overweight and not in great shape. No problem. Weight and shape are fixable. Being middle-aged is not necessarily
a handicap. It may even be an asset. If you're like me, you're too tired to sow any more wild oats. Having a stable life prevents all kinds of
trouble. Being just another drone means you keep a low profile. That's important for survival. So, rule #1 is: Keep your mouth shut! Don't tell
everyone you know (or anyone you know) that you have guns, ammo, stockpiles of food, etc. News like that just makes you a target from every source.
You'll be targeted by alphabet groups of government to see if you're a subversive, drug runner, arms dealer, terrorist or some other type of
competitor with our government officers. You don't need that kind of attention. Being vocal about your beliefs doesn't convert or enlighten
anyone. It just lets your neighbors know that when the feces hits the fan YOU will have all they need or want in your house. /Even if you
successfully fend off the roaming hoardes of marauders intent on robbing you, it will probably be at the undesirable cost of having to shoot them all.
Even if you would just love an excuse to shoot all your neighbors (and their little dogs, too), you'd certainly bring excessive amounts of unwanted
attention upon yourself.
You may have learned in the military how to shoot, navigate, snare and hunt but what about your wife and kids? Can any of then skin a rabbit, set
traps, recognize the business end of a weapon or even find their backsides with a search warrant? Hevy load to carry all by yourself. Better teach
them now if you have any training at all in any field whatsoever. If you have no combat/survival training and only know how to fix cars-teach your
family how to fix cars. And GET trained. You don't even need world-wide anarchy to hit for some skills to be useful.