Showing posts with label Surviving the Apocalypse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Surviving the Apocalypse. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

MORE THOUGHTS ON THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT

 




    






The pandemic has wiped out most of the human race. Survival is not a problem.   Stores and facilities exist with adequate food and supplies, free for the taking, to accommodate the remaining population for a hundred years.

 

IF you are alone, the most dangerous entity on earth is another human.

 

So you look to find and join up with a group of humans who will not rape or kill you, as protection from other groups or individuals that might rape or kill you.

 

Then your group can kill and rape those humans they see as a threat, because that is who we are.

   

And it starts all over again.

HOMO-SAPIENS. 

 


Sunday, March 10, 2019

SURVIVING THE APOCALYPSE







Survivalist always picture a Mad Max scenario, with themselves as the hero, after a nuclear, or biological attack.




That scenario is not likely, because the easiest way to disrupt a nation would be to deploy a computer virus that would permanently shut down the power grid.


Think of it, no electricity: water and sewerage plants shut down; no lights, heat or air conditioning; no refrigeration, gas pumps don’t work; banks closed and ATM machines inoperable.  No TV, no radio, no cell phones, no cell phones, no cell phones, no cell phones – and soon the laptops batteries would be drained….


All the ‘survivalist’ - once they had run out of gas in their big trucks - would have to stay home and protect all their guns and ammunition. They wouldn’t have FOX and Friends to listen to and no ‘survivalist sights’ on the internet to tell them what to do.   You have to feel sorry for them, because they are the most afraid.


Survivalist web sights tell you to put away food and water and ammunition for ‘that day’. 





I have thought about it – but decided naaa.


 HERE WOULD BE MY LIST

1.    For the cats: 550 pounds of IAMS cat food and 52 jugs of cat litter.
2.    For my wife: a case of CHEEZ-IT’s
3.    For me: a case of Irish Whiskey. 


You may copy my list if you feel the need.

You’re welcome
the Ol’Buzzard