These people are still living in their nice little worlds when the apocalypse comes with their nest eggs of food thinking about how they’re gonna help their neighbors. Your whole world has been upended and you’re playing Mr Rodger’s neighborhood. Yea right!
There’s more than one apocalypse scenario to plan for. Nuclear winter is different than Balkanization is different from super-virus is different from the boot of fascism. When shit hits the fan people get tribal. We’re not building Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood, we’re aware there’s going to be thieves and predators who didn’t plan and seek to steal. That’s why we built alliances with the folks already living around us, so we know who belongs, who to trust, and who to shoot when they enter our territory. We also know that worst case we will start running low. That squad of raiders coming for your stash? That’s us. One paranoid cowboy sitting on a bunker’s worth of food versus a neighborhood of mutual aid who’d been planning for this years before it happened? Thanks for the supplies, loner.
Who knows about your stash
Rule 1 of prepper club is we don’t talk about our preps IRL
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These people are still living in their nice little worlds when the apocalypse comes with their nest eggs of food thinking about how they’re gonna help their neighbors. Your whole world has been upended and you’re playing Mr Rodger’s neighborhood. Yea right!
There’s more than one apocalypse scenario to plan for. Nuclear winter is different than Balkanization is different from super-virus is different from the boot of fascism. When shit hits the fan people get tribal. We’re not building Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood, we’re aware there’s going to be thieves and predators who didn’t plan and seek to steal. That’s why we built alliances with the folks already living around us, so we know who belongs, who to trust, and who to shoot when they enter our territory. We also know that worst case we will start running low. That squad of raiders coming for your stash? That’s us. One paranoid cowboy sitting on a bunker’s worth of food versus a neighborhood of mutual aid who’d been planning for this years before it happened? Thanks for the supplies, loner.