Thursday, 7 October 2021


“By failing to prepare, you are preparing to fail” - Benjamin Franklin, 1706-1790

Red Hot Chili Peppers (sorry, misread the title)
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A double whammy – the global pandemic and Climate Change – has stoked a movement to prepare for TEOTWAWKI*. Rich techies make super-preppers. They buy big plots of land in remote places (for ex. New Zealand), build blast-proof bunkers, and stock up for long-term survival.  They hide their billions in secret off-shore accounts.  At Silicon Valley cocktail parties the mot du jour is DOOMSDAY.

Ordinary Nervous Nellies prepare for months, instead of years. Practicing Mormons are master Preppers –  they believe it teaches self-reliance. Mormon cellars are stocked and they are advised to have money in reserve. The French aren't big Preppers, but towns and villages along major auto routes keep emergency blankets, water, and food to aid stranded motorists.

Prepper list:  dried and canned food, bottled water, booze, and/or pot, if you want to relax, toilet paper, paper towels, first-aid kit, batteries, flashlight, candles, matches, multitool, knife sharpener, scissors, nitrile gloves, wipes,  hand sanitizer, duct tape, a vegetable garden, a shovel, masks, an upbeat attitude, and cash. Stocking up for the worst ain't cheap; it takes resources, planning, and work to prepare for a world WROL**.

* TEOTWAWKI: The End of the World As We Know It
** WROL: Without Rule of r Law***
*** Prepper dig acronyms

Sources:  The Economist, Washington Post, Pandora Papers*, internet, Cyril Maret

*A worldwide investigation: how, and where, billionaires hide their billions. 14 world leaders and a king are implicated. (source: Washington Post 4/10/2021)


Note: I guess the rich have always feared the day when the peasants have finally had enough and go get their pitchforks.

Me, well, I'm not rich and definitely not a prepper. The closest I get is a whole day without going to the grocery store. Those are pretty rare. Even if I haul two metric ton bags home in the evening, feeling certain that I forgot nothing and that tomorrow there's definitely no need to shop... in the morning it turns out we're out of coffee.

I'm hopeless.


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