Apocalypse Scenarios and Being Prepared for Zombies

Last week, my oldest son and I got into a discussion about emergency preparedness. I can’t remember what got us started, but naturally, the discussion segued into extreme possibilities and possible apocalypse scenarios.

Because, well, you know. Emergency kits and food storage could be rather handy in the event the world is overtaken by zombies. And we all know that’s coming someday. Or something’s coming, anyway.

As we were trying to merge our idea of the apocalypse (as is shown in so many popular dystopian novels recently) and possible reasons for the real world to come to such extremes, this is what we came up with.

Most likely apocalypse scenarios;

1. Solar flares that scorch the portions of Earth.

2. World War III = creates a nuclear winter.

3. A rapidly spreading, highly contagious plague that eats people’s minds and bodies = real zombies.

4. Animal overlords created by science experiments gone bad (think Jurassic Park).

5. Robot overlords created by an evil hi-tech master who is then killed by his own evil robots (think Terminator).

6. Planetary realignment that flip-flop’s the earth’s poles, killing off vegetation, animal life, and changing the flow of water all over the world.

We figure knowing the possibilities will help us to plan ahead and be prepared for anything that might happen. The question is, what did we miss?

The Zombie Apocalypse

On Halloween, my son threw out an interesting hypothetical, and I had to pass it on.

If you survived the zombie apocalypse and had to spend the rest of your life hiding out, where would you hide, what would you do, and who would you take with you? (Assuming they also survived the initial attack or whatever.)

My answer: I would take my family (whoever was left) and my bestest friends and hijack a cruise ship, which we would sail to a deserted island in the Caribbean (or near Tahiti—either way) and we’d live on fresh seafood, pineapples, coconuts and bananas and live a long and happy life. We’d live in houses like the Swiss Family Robinson and wear grass skirts and no shoes, except on special occasions when all the ladies would borrow evening gowns from Ginger and Mrs. Howell. We’d even have radios made of coconuts, thanks to the professor, and Mary Ann would make coconut cream pies every day.

Then I would write the story of the zombies on a book made of tree bark and pass it down to the remaining generations of survivors.

Yeah, that’s definitely what I’d do. Sounds like a great life to me.


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