Damn Zombies

Y'know lately I've been thinking a lot about disaster. It's a good topic for my generally paranoid mind to contemplate during the yuletide. I bought the game Left 4 Dead, which is a wonderful jaunt into the zombie movie genre, in which 4 people must cross a zombie infested landscape to escape the area. A really fun game with all kinds of thrills, and really fast zombies. But when I started playing it I got to thinking...... dangerous.

Next the other day I was eating lunch at work, and I decided to watch a British docu-drama called "Threads" from around 1983. It was about a nuclear war and the events leading up to it, and was very similar to the American made-for-television movie "The Day After". Both good films but once again I started thinking..... I really have to stop doing that.

Survival is important. Very important. But part of the problem seems to be figuring out what disaster to survive. Let's face it, zombies are not going to get me, but it is one hell of a scenario, so I can't chalk up that one. But nuclear disaster? Maybe. I'd more likely have to try and survive a toppled government before either of those two, because it seems that's an ever present danger, especially now with so many of my countrymen who are disenfranchised with our current system of government. Someone out there wants power, wants to run the country, and likely is on the edge of discovering the means to do so. So honestly what does all this mean? To me I foresee complete and utter chaos. It would be the chance for the separatists to win out the day, breaking up our fine country. And don't get me wrong when I say separatists and you start thinking about Quebec, because there are just as many separatists out west and down east, but it's just that they haven't created a political party yet. So the country breaks up, there's less-than-law-and-order, and the economy drops right out the bottom. Where's this leave me? Right now, living in an urbanized area, currently unarmed, and low on long term supplies. I'm SCREWED! Or at least I believe I'm screwed. I've got to get out of the city, get armed and stock up on ammo, food, water, and other miscellany, just to get through these tough times. The wolves are on my doorstep and scratching their way in to get me!

So now that we've established my frame of mind, and what kind of thoughts I've been thinking lately, maybe someone can tell me a good spot to go. I'm thinking Ireland for any kind of major disaster from the sky, and for disaster on the land, anywheres in the backwoods would be fine. If your reading this leave me a comment on where you would go, because I'm thoroughly interested.

Freeman