Willravel

Oh, Pan's back.
Oh... that Pan's back.

You know part of me just wants to make sure me and my family and friends will be taken care of when we run out of oil. I've got a pretty decent garden, as does my mom and dad, and many friends. We've all discussed how to landscape local parks so that they can grow crops. We've discussed redirecting local water (streams and such) in order to aid in crop cultivation. We've discussed having long-term rations. I suspect that if we started running out tomorrow, I'd likely be okay. I know exactly where I'd go (Canada) and exactly what I'd do. Still, a shit-load of people would die.

What kind of person is willing to allow people to die from their own ignorance, though? Is that really the kind of person I want to be? Is it just about me taking care of me and fuck the rest of people, many of whom will starve to death?

These are the questions that make me who I am. I do care about other people, even strangers... even strangers that can't take care of themselves. I don't just want to survive myself, but I want everyone to. Or at least as many people as possible. Despite not believing in a higher, supernatural power, I wholeheartedly believe in the golden rule, and I think it applies here.