Originally Posted by
RD'S Alias - 1A
I am currently writing a book about a paranoid para military survival freak who has spent 20 years preparing to survive the coming collapse of the US.
After seeing each apocolyptic prediction come to pass with nothing happening, except Y2K, which was averted by spending billions to upgrade software (which probably would have been upgraded anyway given the rate of technological and software advances), he finnaly decides all his work, and effort to stockpile weapons and cases of MRE's and cultivating an endless array of post apocalyptic, improvisational survival skills, was all in vain because the coming collapse will never actually happen.
After years of being made fun of by his daughter, he gives up his fears. However, he has spent 20 years preparing and does not want it to be a waste, so he just pretends the apocalypse actually happened and move to his secluded cabin in the mountains under the guise of taking an early retirement.
Finally, after a time enjoying a peaceful retirement in his cabin, he has totally given up on the idea,decided the whole thing is just a big marketing game for adventure gear and survival outfits to sell massive stock piles or supplies that no one will ever use. He realizes the whole coming collapse of the US is just an over blown excuse for fully grown, mature, adult men to basically play "Fort".
So, other than his favorite gun, he sells all his supplies, enough to support 3 families for 8 years, takes the money and puts it into an account for his potential future grand kid's education.
He lives in his cabin in the woods and makes a living selling bait dock side on the little fishing lake he lives by. He enjoys early retirement by spending his days fishing, hiking and in the evening using his amature radio gear collected during his previous career attempting to prepare for the end of the world that is never coming.
Then the apocalypse actually DOES come, and he's totally unprepared because he sold off all his stuff.
It seems his plans all revolved around stock piling years and years worth of supplies and "Things" but he never bothered to develop any sort of natural skills that would allow him to live off the land.
All his skill training was in unique and inventive ways to stretch is supplies, and various military strategies needed to fend of the hordes of un prepared survivors, that never actually came.
He meets other survivors, and is surprised to find they didn't value guns, fortifications, any sort of excessive fighting abilities or massive stock piles of military survival goods.
Instead, they just garden hunt, fish, gather edible plants, educate thier kids, and enjoy a happy post apocalyptic life in peace away from the crime, and hustle bustle, stress full life the now gone cities used to provide. They are barely seem aware it even happened.
So he was a weirdo in the pre apocolypse, because he put all his efforts into preparing for it when no one else saw a need, and in the post apocalypse, he is still a wierdo, because he just didn't "get it" in the first place so he still does not fit in.