My two cents- Just tonite got a call from a friend needing 10 mm ammo. I checked midway, cheaper than dirt, and Cor-Bon. They are all out of stock. Austin area shelves have been empty many months.
Man, it must be relaxing for the uninformed.
Me? I’m in an East, S.F. Bay Area suburb, and I know just enough to feel like I’m settin’ on a powder keg in a Nebraska thunderstorm.
When — not if — this thing blows...things are going to get ugly around my ‘hood. Got alotta Section 8 housing, and small horde of, uh, “foreign nationals” in the immediate vicinity. They’ll get real cranky when they get hungry, and the food stamps stop coming.
I’m likely to have to button this place up like I’m expecting a Cat 5 hurricane; with 1” plywood lag-bolted into the walls to protect windows and doors.
That, and stockpile off-site, and bug out when things heat up. Got relatives in rural Oregon, which would be a whole lot safer. We could drop over coast side and bag an elk once or twice a year to keep us in red meat. If we could sneak a boat out, even just into a coastal harbor to troll around, there’d be salmon on the table once in awhile.