Most of the people in my political circle have bug-out bags. They have these gigantic bags filled with stuff they’ll need to survive an apocalyptic event: a nuclear bomb, the eruption of the Yellowstone caldera, the collapse of the financial system, an electro-magnetic pulse, the end of The Walking Dead, etc. I’m often chastised for owning numerous guns but refusing to get into prepping. Sorry. I’m thoroughly uninterested in “prepping.” I don’t own a bug-out bag. Here’s why . . .
First, I don’t want to spend my money on items I may never use. I know: fire extinguishers. Household insurance. A first-aid kit. My everyday carry gun. But these are things that I won’t be able to get when I need them if I don’t have them when I do.
While you could say the same about a foot-long saw-toothed machete or a folding latrine shovel, I’m betting I’ll have enough time to get home and find/steal/beg/borrow something suitable for cutting trees and eliminating my bowels when it’s The End of the World As We Know It.
If I can’t get home to my stuff, if there’s a nuclear detonation nearby, I’ll either fry or have to hunker down for days to avoid the radiation. Sure, in that situation, I could use a few of the things people put in their bug-out bags – those CLIFF bars look tasty and you can’t toast marshmallows without a fire. But, as Blanche Dubois said, I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.
They won’t be so kind! preppers protest. It’ll be every man and woman for themselves! If it’s so dire of a situation that myself and my kids need to fend off scavengers while living on the meagre provisions in my bug-out bag, I’m out. Or in. As getting to and staying in my home.
Hunkering down in my warm home (I heat it with wood) is a far better option to than any sort of “living in nature” escape plan. I’ll have full access to all my guns and ammo. I’ve got enough food and water to last long enough to band together with my neighbors for our mutual survival. That, to me, is enough of a plan for anything but a major, instant calamity.
But how will you get home? I’ll drive. But what if you can’t? In a Jeep? Anyway, tell me what I need to get home – aside from proper clothing, a couple of juice boxes, some snacks, a good sense of direction and my carry gun. And let’s call that my “bug in” bag.