Sunday, March 18th, 2012
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Last night/yesterday afternoon I drove back from Danville on mostly freshly paved roads bereft of other traffic. My favorite talk station was too far away so I plugged the tape in and listened to the Ipod.
There are several songs on the Ipod that are… potentially dangerous, while I’m driving.
Santana, for instance. Pretty much guaranteed to make me push the skinny pedal to the floor, especially if the road is twisty.
The Who. This one for straightaways. This one for the roads on the map that never have straights. This one for dark and stormy nights, when you have to open the window and let the wet in and wash the cobwebs out of your soul.
These guys for hot summer afternoons with clear blue skies and long stretches of featureless roads through cornfields. Or this one for lots of long sweeping turns.
These are all naturals. Partner always knew that if he wanted me to drive like a maniac for five minutes, he could stick any of those disks in the player. What are your Drive songs?
We did confirm that the pond that had been stocked last fall was brimming with healthy and feisty hybrid sunfish. No such luck on the river. Might need to be there earlier in the day.
When I was a kid, it was still not unusual to see people building fallout shelters. I would imagine that the height of this was a couple years after I was born, these documents from the Civil Defense are an artifact of a different time, a time when people were afraid of what would happen if the Soviets decided to go batshit crazy.
There’s a similar mentality going on now, TV shows building underground bunkers and people making plans for the Zombie apocalypse.
Living like a Morlock has never appealed to me. Having dealt with my share of groundhogs in the past, I know an underground bunker is vulnerable to the first guy to show up with a honeydipper filled with sewage and a core drill. I’m not sure if the people spending that kind of money on those places have given that any thought.
Whatever the case, if the shit really hits the fan, being stationary will work for about the first week, and then you’re gonna need some sleep. The way this works is you have people you can trust, and you have multiple places to go, and you keep moving. If you decide you’re going to bugout to an undisclosed location and hole up there, you’d better have a private army, and be able to keep them supplied.
I am glad I never learned this for myself; I’m priveleged to know people who have lived through this in other places, and have shared their knowledge with me. I certainly intend to take that instruction to heart.