Ive gotten to know the owners of a small vegetable farm and roadside stand near here.
Might be a good idea. Then again...
I belong to an eclectic group of bikers. Cruisers, sports, dual, conservative, liberal, Christian, Jew, Hindu and agnostic. Our only similarity is that we love to ride together but I count them as some of my best friends. Several weeks ago we were having our usual Thursday night dinner together and the subject turned to survival.
Most of us, the conservative ones, have an ample supply of food and arms. One of the liberals of the group said 'guess I know where to go when the trouble starts'. My response shocked him to speechlessness.
I bluntly told him 'If you come to my house, and you don't bring enough to keep you and your family alive and safe, you had best get used to calling me massa. Because you and yours will be nothing more than a slave while you are there. Your skills as a programmer will mean nothing, your ability to tell interesting stories will mean nothing, your wife's stupid whining will mean nothing. You and your family will mean another mouth to feed and another soul to defend. I don't have the resources or the give a shit to let you take food from the mouths of my family. You will either work as a slave to earn you keep or your will move on.'
At that time all of the 'prepared' people echoed my thoughts while the 'unprepared' were thinking over the prospects. The unprepared begin asking very good questions on how they should proceed to be 'prepared'. If nothing else my statement saved me a possibly awkward moment in the future and may have just saved four other families due to lack of preparedness.
Moral to the story 'Better to be prepared than to be my slave'. Hope the local farmer has a more Christian attitude then I do. Second moral 'Local farmers are great to barter with, make sure you have something he doesn't'.