My problem with the sudden and complete collapse of the civilization around me (if you can call the traffic on the 405 "civilized"), is that to get to the "let's reform up here!" call, how do I transport the floor loom, the great wheel, the fleeces and fiber and spindles, and all the cloth in my stash? I can live without electricity, I can live without refridgeration, and I can help revitalize sewing by hand, making cloth, and making string. But I can't get all the equipment into the Festiva to drive out of town on the last tank of gasoline! *whimper*
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