Preppers are mocked and laughed at until disaster hits then everyone comes knocking on our door for help. I don’t give it unless it’s to another prepper.
We got hit by that massive storm on June 29. We had electricity, clean water, and decent comfort. We also had a LOT of people wanting to use our resources for their own needs.
Sorry, I prepared for myself and my family. Not the neighborhood. When it comes down to it, you are responsible for yourself... no one else.
I will be the guy out on the street corner selling homemade bread and BBQ with pinto beans.
Of course, I will request payment in cash or trade goods. That reminds me, I want to add a few clean, steel 55 gal. drums to my preps. I prefer to be paid in gasoline!
My neighbor will be providing security overwatch with ARs and scoped rifles.
Oh yeah, kids under 16 eat free.
I will not go it alone. I will organize friends and neighbors. An organized group always survives better.
***Sorry, I prepared for myself and my family. Not the neighborhood. When it comes down to it, you are responsible for yourself... no one else.***
Reminds me of a TWILIGHT ZONE episode, about a man and his fallout shelter.