Be Afraid, Very Afraid
For the last month or so, I’ve had this uncanny feeling that something bad is going to happen. I sometimes go through this act of paranoia without with out ever doing anything about it, however, this time I find myself stocking up on things. Now, anyone who knows me and has opened my pantry realizes that I’m not one to have much on hand; a can of soup, a tin of tuna, a half a bag of rice and maybe some cous-cous. One roll of TP as a backup, well you get the picture. I like to shop every other day or so, picking up what I need for a couple of meals.
Lately when I go to the store I find myself loading up the cart. Five cans of tuna, two of Spam (and I don’t even like the stuff) six cans of soups, several different types of rice and potatoes mixes. And, not only that, but six rolls of TP and three of paper towels. I have been fighting off the urge to buy more than three gallons of water, but I have a feeling I’ll soon have a pile of water bottles sitting on the kitchen floor.
Every so often we’ll have a little earthquake and the local news will do their “what you need if the big one hits” segment. It always includes an earthquake preparedness kit. Now that sounds like a good idea. They suggest that you keep a pair of comfortable walking shoes and a warm jacket, protective head gear, water etc. in the trunk of your car in case you are driving when the big one hits so that you can walk somewhere, I guess somewhere other than your car. Following their advice, I have packed a pair of old comfortable Nike’s that look pretty beat up but are great for walking, a moth eaten woolen jacket and an old fedora that was my father’s along with a nap-sack full of stuff.
Then I started thinking, what if I’m in the car and an earthquake hits and I put on my old tennies, jacket and hat, strap on the backpack and hi tail it to the nearest house for refuge? I’d be arrested as a vagrant! Better rethink the wardrobe.
My father kept an earthquake kit in the middle of the yard – just sitting there among the fox tails and crab grass. I don’t think he ever thought to update it or even opened it to see if it was still okay. It must have been out there for ten years or more. When he passed away and we had the courage to open the thing up, it was like finding some ancient relic from King Tut’s tomb. Dried foods that had been ravaged by the native insects, water that evaporated from the summer heat – I guess it was the thought that counts!
But now I am afraid. I came up with this scenario like a plot for a Stephen King novel. The world economy is in a shambles, and getting out of this mess is going to be next to impossible unless the world population is reduced significantly. World war, to messy, to many assets loss, zero birth rate, not likely.
The fact of the matter is, people are living to damn long!
So, some neo-Nazi group decides to design a virus that kills off a whole lot of people. (I told you I’m paranoid.)
In today’s news:
MEXICO CITY (April 24) - A unique strain of swine flu is the suspected killer of dozens of people in Mexico, where authorities closed schools, museums, libraries and theaters in the capital on Friday to try to contain an outbreak that has spurred concerns of a global flu epidemic.
The worrisome new virus — which combines genetic material from pigs, birds and humans in a way researchers have not seen before — also sickened at least eight people in Texas and California, though there have been no deaths in the U.S.
EXCUSE ME??? It contains genetic material from PIGS, BIRDS and HUMANS???? And no one finds that odd, that it might have been genetically designed?
And who dies from this? People whose immune systems are compromised by bad diets, age or lack of built up antibodies.
Forget what I said in my rant "Air Tight Sanitary Package" – I’m getting out the Clorox, buying a face mask, wearing rubber gloves and not touching any grocery carts without wiping them down first when I do my next stock up of food!
Next up: Move from Hell!
For the last month or so, I’ve had this uncanny feeling that something bad is going to happen. I sometimes go through this act of paranoia without with out ever doing anything about it, however, this time I find myself stocking up on things. Now, anyone who knows me and has opened my pantry realizes that I’m not one to have much on hand; a can of soup, a tin of tuna, a half a bag of rice and maybe some cous-cous. One roll of TP as a backup, well you get the picture. I like to shop every other day or so, picking up what I need for a couple of meals.
Lately when I go to the store I find myself loading up the cart. Five cans of tuna, two of Spam (and I don’t even like the stuff) six cans of soups, several different types of rice and potatoes mixes. And, not only that, but six rolls of TP and three of paper towels. I have been fighting off the urge to buy more than three gallons of water, but I have a feeling I’ll soon have a pile of water bottles sitting on the kitchen floor.
Every so often we’ll have a little earthquake and the local news will do their “what you need if the big one hits” segment. It always includes an earthquake preparedness kit. Now that sounds like a good idea. They suggest that you keep a pair of comfortable walking shoes and a warm jacket, protective head gear, water etc. in the trunk of your car in case you are driving when the big one hits so that you can walk somewhere, I guess somewhere other than your car. Following their advice, I have packed a pair of old comfortable Nike’s that look pretty beat up but are great for walking, a moth eaten woolen jacket and an old fedora that was my father’s along with a nap-sack full of stuff.
Then I started thinking, what if I’m in the car and an earthquake hits and I put on my old tennies, jacket and hat, strap on the backpack and hi tail it to the nearest house for refuge? I’d be arrested as a vagrant! Better rethink the wardrobe.
My father kept an earthquake kit in the middle of the yard – just sitting there among the fox tails and crab grass. I don’t think he ever thought to update it or even opened it to see if it was still okay. It must have been out there for ten years or more. When he passed away and we had the courage to open the thing up, it was like finding some ancient relic from King Tut’s tomb. Dried foods that had been ravaged by the native insects, water that evaporated from the summer heat – I guess it was the thought that counts!
But now I am afraid. I came up with this scenario like a plot for a Stephen King novel. The world economy is in a shambles, and getting out of this mess is going to be next to impossible unless the world population is reduced significantly. World war, to messy, to many assets loss, zero birth rate, not likely.
The fact of the matter is, people are living to damn long!
So, some neo-Nazi group decides to design a virus that kills off a whole lot of people. (I told you I’m paranoid.)
In today’s news:
MEXICO CITY (April 24) - A unique strain of swine flu is the suspected killer of dozens of people in Mexico, where authorities closed schools, museums, libraries and theaters in the capital on Friday to try to contain an outbreak that has spurred concerns of a global flu epidemic.
The worrisome new virus — which combines genetic material from pigs, birds and humans in a way researchers have not seen before — also sickened at least eight people in Texas and California, though there have been no deaths in the U.S.
EXCUSE ME??? It contains genetic material from PIGS, BIRDS and HUMANS???? And no one finds that odd, that it might have been genetically designed?
And who dies from this? People whose immune systems are compromised by bad diets, age or lack of built up antibodies.
Forget what I said in my rant "Air Tight Sanitary Package" – I’m getting out the Clorox, buying a face mask, wearing rubber gloves and not touching any grocery carts without wiping them down first when I do my next stock up of food!
Next up: Move from Hell!
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