Let’s imagine it’s Halloween, and you just ran out of candy. If the neighborhood kids (or anyone else, really) were to truly scare you, what trick would they have to subject you to?
The Zombie Apocalypse. I am SO not prepared. I’ve been watching Doomsday Preppers on Netflix, and wow, those people are PREPARED.
I tend to scoff when they say what horrible disaster they are preparing for (an electromagnetic pulse, government takeover and martial law, a pandemic, overpopulation, the Yellowstone super volcano eruption). All these situations I find extremely unlikely and almost laughable. However, when it comes to the zombie apocalypse, I am actually a bit scared.
After reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy, I started to feel wholly unprepared for a disaster situation. I began to prepare, and I stocked my basement with food and water for 72 hours, as recommended by the Canadian Government. (I’ll admit – I probably would’ve stocked more, but Will made fun of me, and so I had to stop).
My problem is that I’m more prepared to rebuild the world after the zombie apocalypse is over, but I don’t feel prepared to survive it. I know how to grow things, how to kill and butcher a chicken, how to preserve food, how to knit and crochet and sew. But I’m not so sure I’d make it through the apocalypse to the other side. I don’t know how to use a gun, or a knife, and I’m all of 99 lbs soaking wet. I’m an easy target. I wouldn’t last long.
You know who would? The Doomsday Preppers. Let’s think about this for a second. The people who are going to survive and rebuild the world are the wacky Doomsday Preppers. These are the people who will repopulate the planet.
Perhaps it’s best if I do perish during the apocalypse.
(On a completely unrelated note, I seriously can’t believe it’s only Thursday today. How? Why? It must be the end of the week by now. I’ve totally run out of steam).