This whole idea of freeze drying food has shaken me to the core. Combined with an article geared towards urban survival settings (which I can't find now) and the plan of not bugging out, it has made me re-think everything I have ever thought. 

Maybe not bugging out is the best thing for my family. 

Maybe fortifying my rental (or at least having the ability to fortify) is a better and cheaper alternative

Maybe building a bunker in the basement isn't all that bad an idea

Maybe actually setting up those damn grow tables I have down there would be a nice start

Maybe not making my family think I am bat shit crazy is a good thing.

When I get in these moods all I want to do is crawl in a hole. 

Oh and I came across this today...

2012  

Whatever. It's that guys belief set. 

My problem with the whole scenario is this... It is too freaking easy. Not the survival thing, the whole polar shift theory. When I was a cab driver I would put Coast to Coast  on, not because I liked listening to it, but because between Art Bell and the drunks in the backseat, who needed cable? 

Perhaps I am ignorant, or not in touch with my primordial self, but the whole idea is too Sci-fi channel for me. I am a realist. WTSHTF if I am not dead from insert scenario x my main mission is the defense of my family; and unless my fellow man is going to help me with that mission, they will be considered enemy combatants and dealt with swiftly. 

This is no joke and this is no time for life in fantasy land. Instead of trying to get somewhere else, build the better bunker,  or became a warehouse of canned goods, we all need to stay put, devise a common sense plan and figure out HOW when times of bad do come we are going to stay connected enough to not turn into some sort of lesser animal. Humanity deserves more than that.  

I am pissed at the world right now. 

Sleep tight everyone. 

Urbane Out