It's a good thing Gilligan can't get upstairs to check his inventory.
so you need some help
It's a good thing Gilligan can't get upstairs to check his inventory.
...and all the things you'll need but don't already have will prove difficult if not impossible to obtain. Think of "milk and TP" shortages on a global scale
It has been proven many times in modern history just how fragile is the "social fabric" that we rely on. Moral codes and civilized behavior disappear stunningly fast when people are faced with basic survival choices. Just read any history of the Holodomor..the devastating famines that Stalin inflicted on Ukraine in 1932-33 resulting in millions killed/died and animal behaviors by human beings that truly defy belief and description. Just one example of very many.
Chances are you will wish you were dead before you actually are.That can't be possible. I have it on the authority of 81 million Democrats that Socialism is awesome and everyone is happy.
Anyway, I have no intention of surviving something like that. If some other sucker wants to merely survive instead of living a happy fulfilled life, they can eat my dead body and are welcome to it.
Chances are you will wish you were dead before you actually are.
Being one that mostly works by myself all day, I think about this type of stuff all the time and am worried and stressed about our country just like you. I wish I could put my thoughts into words as eloquently as Sam does because I have a lot of thoughts about where our country has been and where it is headed. Unfortunately I can't write as well as I think.Isn't anyone else stressed about this? Or should I be like, oh well, there's nothing I can do about it, and stop worrying?
The things people do to each other when there is a social structure and repercussions is pretty bad. I would not want to be a woman in such a scenario.Doubtful.
Not so much that as much as making sure those I care about make it through those circumstances.Real question:
Who would want to live under those circumstances?
As Tallahassee showed in Zombieland… happiness is where you find it.Anyway, I have no intention of surviving something like that. If some other sucker wants to merely survive instead of living a happy fulfilled life, they can eat my dead body and are welcome to it.
Too true..There's like 3 people on here that if I see a post by them, I read it.Being one that mostly works by myself all day, I think about this type of stuff all the time and am worried and stressed about our country just like you. I wish I could put my thoughts into words as eloquently as Sam does because I have a lot of thoughts about where our country has been and where it is headed. Unfortunately I can't write as well as I think.
I was just thinking about war with Russia the other day and contemplating what would happen if they won. Usually, the conquering nation tries to occupy the other don't they? Imagine that, a squad of Rooskie soldiers trying to occupy Waldorf after dark. It ain't going to happen. What are they going to do, force their criminals on us? We already have half of Mexico's. Russian doesn't want this shithole country.With half of our country AND our government AND our utilities AND our tech companies gone Stalinist, AND pushing for war with Russia and China, I'm thrumming with this low level stress.
Quoted so Grumpy can see it." There's like 3 people on here that if I see a post by them, I read it. "
I just want to know if I'm one of those people.
Do you think it was HeavyHauler?Real story... last week I woke hubby up because I was cry/screaming in my sleep. I vividly remember the dream. I was in a vehicle in AnyTown, USA (means I knew I was in the US, but nothing in the dream gave me indication I knew the town). It was like a scene from the walking dead except the crazed people weren't zombies, but rather entitled democrats. They wanted what I had, my car, the contents, etc. There was one crazed man in particular trying to get in and I vividly remember I was scrambling around looking for anything and everything I could use as a weapon because I believed he was going to get inside. At the moment hubby woke me, I remember I had found something and had made direct eye contact with him through the glass and had let out a full and loud PRIMAL scream letting him know I have every intention of stabbing his face with whatever the thing was I found and then SHOVING HIS F'ING NOSE THROUGH HIS SKULL! But then I woke up.
I took it as a message from me to be ready. It's coming.
There... does that help?
Quite a few people. Fortunately.Real question:
Who would want to live under those circumstances?