Since seventh grade, I've heard about the pending doom of civilization. Stock market volatility, gas prices rising, planets aligning.
40 years ago, a seventh grade classmate was learning edible plants in preparation for his escape to the forest.
Problem is, if everyone gets that idea, the forests will be trampled by all the new "survivalist campers." Edible plants will have been eaten.
Fast forward 40 years. Another friend suggests growing a garden and storing food. Storing lots of food.
Then he says, "keep it safe from the rats and the thieves."
Yes, the thieves. If civilization breaks down, thieves could be everywhere.
But I say, a "fortress food store" could be "sitting duck."
Here's another strategy for survival.
Mobility.
Yes, mobility and agility.
Being able to move at moment's notice. I don't have much space to store food in my rented room, but I've got well over 100 supermarkets and restaurants within an easy bike ride, or even walk from my home.
Survival might mean being agile and traveling to the places where fragments of civilization still reside. Some supermarket with auxiliary power, for instance. This could be running as a community food bank.
I don't think civilization is likely to totally crumble in my lifetime. It's been on the verge of that since at least my childhood. Hasn't happened yet.
"Community" does offer a lot of redundancy, diversity, resiliency and flexibility.
It's kind of like the insurance company model. Spread and diversify risk.
With hundreds of supermarkets and eateries close by, there's a lot of backup. Some will close, but others will figure something out.
Thieves and rats cold hit some food stores while others remain available. If you are relying on just your own basement pantry for survival, wouldn't you know, that's bound to be the one destroyed.
There are hundreds of different kinds of businesses within nearly a stone's throw of my place. Mobility, diversity and adaptability can be the key to survival if, as they say, "the shit ever hits the fan."
A future of fortified homes with shotguns and people living off canned goods in the basement might not be worth living for anyway. Maybe it would be exciting and cozy for a few days, like being snowed in, but that would get boring after while.
Flexibility, and getting around by bicycle, without much to carry; that's a survival skill; especially in this age of rising gas prices.
I've always biked, never driven my whole life.
For us aging "post war baby boomers," food isn't really the big worry. The worry is more likely to be health care.
Yes, health care.
If civilization ever does crumble, it will be just in time for us to need nursing home care and stuff like that.
Wouldn't you know, the timing is perfect. Like bread always falling with the butter side down. A lot of us are retiring just in time for Medicare to go bankrupt. That is, of course, unless they fix it. Maybe I should say "we fix it."
I'm confident that innovations can fix things. Even fix things like the "Rube Goldberg duct tape and bailing wire" health care system of the US.
Meanwhile, bicycling can postpone those health issues, for a while at least.
So far, everyone eventually passes from this life anyway.
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