Plan for this. Prepare for that. Foresee a problem, Plot a solution. I run circles around myself sometimes trying to cover all my bases in this game/hobby/interest I call Survival. Just when I think I have it all figured out I find a crack in my armor and have to start over again. and again. etc I look at our world right now: Oil busting $90 a barrel. Dollar at record-near free fall-all time lows. Gold at 28 yr high. War everywhere. Staph infection Superbug. Bird Flu. War on Terror. Police Brutality. Economic engine running out of gas. Peak oil. NWO. Social and moral depravity. Men raping 3 yr olds. Corruption on every level of .Gov and authority. That was just todays Newspaper. How the heck can you try to stay ahead of all this? How can you afford it? If I had a couple spare million, I might be able to build a castle somewhere and escape it all. Would that really solve my fears? What kind of a life would that be? You might be able to prepare for everything and spend the rest of your life hiding in a hole somewhere. I'm starting to get the feeling that I'd much rather go down fighting. Or at least living and interacting with others. I'm starting to question the stockpiles of everything around me. From disposable shaving razors to gallons of hand sanitizer. I'm starting to wonder if maybe we were created for a higher purpose than being able to shake up a permanent magnet flashlight, peer into a signal mirror and shave our beards. I think I can finally understand Rawles in Patriots. I could never figure out why his group had a percentage of all their food, guns, etc to give away as charity. Now I see it clearly. It's better to live right than to survive. It's better to be obedient than to survive. Survival in a vacuum is not really living. IMHO, True survival is bringing the community along with you so you can all survive. Remember the Twilight Zone episode with the last man alive on Earth? It was called "Time Enough at Last" The man's name was Henry Bemis. He loved to read and now had all the time in the world to read. He dropped his glasses walking into the Library and that was that. The best laid plans of mice and men. You know something else? 50ish years from now I'll be dead anyway. Is all of this constant vigil and watching and reacting to things that A) will more than likely never come to pass, B) will wipe me out anyway if they do? C) are beyond my control My perspective has changed since my newest daughter was born. I still go through the motions but my heart is really into getting to know Emma and watching her develop more than the rest of this. If the Tsunami is indeed coming, Maybe I should just take a walk on the beach.