If the apocalypse was tomorrow, would you be a nice neighbor and help out your fellow man, share your supplies, etc, or would you immediately hole up in a bunker with a lot of guns and shoot everyone you see?

I want to say that I'd be in a bunker, but I think the reality of it is that I am too much of a hippie and I would be out there giving away all my food to my ill-prepared neighbors while meanwhile they ransacked my bunker to steal all my ammunition and kill my dogs.

I think I would definitely be rallying everyone around me into some sort of order. It is my unfortunate personal flaw that I always step into the leader position.

It hast to be Survival of the Fittest. I wouldn't share my 10-day supply of food, water, (and cat food) with anyone!

Our gov'ment already confiscates my hard-earned money to take care of idiots, like the sub-prime mortgage bailouts. I'd be damned if I'd let anyone take food out of my mouth in an emergency.

But would you share your stash? Yea. That one.

I'm going to be the girl who just gives up and sits in a heap on the floor.

@Katymonster - well, the long term plan would be to become a pot/salvia farmer. BACK TO THE LAND!

@Reamworks - but the government will be gone, and so will the concept of currency. So really it will be about shooting and bear traps and goat moats.

GOAT MOATS.

I WOULD GET A HOLD OF A LOT OF GUNS AND EVEN MORE DRUGS. AND THEN I WOULD TURN INTO A MAFIA TYPE PERSON. BECAUSE I HAVE ALL THE GUNS AND THE DRUGS. AND I WOULD HAVE UNDERLINGS TO DO MY BIDDING!

Heather, that's easy to say, but what is your 5-year plan to achieve that goal! Amassing lots of guns and drugs is hard, especially if you don't plan ahead!

Yeah, if I amassed that many drugs I'd probably dip into them a little to much before the apocalypse

@HIGHrophant! You're from Kansas! I was there recently, and HERE'S PROOF

http://www.flickr.com/photos/tppllc/523803996/

I tried to visit Rev. Fred Phelps Church to see if he had a gift shop that sold T-shirts.

Anyway, back on topic, I think Fred Phelps will survive the End Of The World!

@Maybe I'd team up with @SOULCAMP who can use his martial arts skills to get us more supplies and guns!

@Highrophant - but every groovy cat you bring in out of the wasteland takes food out of the mouths of your progeny who, otherwise, MAY RISE UP TO RULE THE EARTH.

I prefer a brother-sister model -- I feel no need to have bring forth anything that matches my DNA

Of course this all being wildly speculative, and my brain not working on concrete yes/no logic until down to the wire... who knows how I would work things.

Thank GOD I'm not the only one in a heap on the floor! I mean, I'm being realistic. I know myself. HEAP ON THE FLOOR.

I've already made sure my bunker in the mountains above my city doesn't HAVE any neighbors. Question is moot. I will watch the city burn before me with my high powered binoculars whilst perched safely on my lonely mountaintop. Those willing to ferry water up to my bunker might be allowed safe haven if they are cool. I'll need someone to watch the drug gangs of Juarez finish each other off in one final orgy of gunfire with.

I would help out those that I actually want around or have some kind of use. I'll shoot the weak.

lol, SF would be hilarious during the apocalypse.

no bunker, no sharing. i'd hightail it for the hills.

If by "share" you mean "exchange for goods and services" then yes.

Ah HA! I KNEW I saved my Consumating QotW answers for a reason!

I live right next to my aunt & grandparents, so I'd be sharing of course. To that effect, I'd run my own shop that specialized in vehicle repair, maintenance, and fuel storage/production. My fabrication shop would be the largest in the Irradiated 8*!

I'd also have a little space that I'd rent out to folks looking for a soft bed and a nice bath after wandering the wastes for months in exchange for news on their travels and exotic goods that they may have found. I would also raise the most badass post-apocalyptic canine companions. No wonderer of the wastes is worth anything if he/she doesn't have a companion to help them stay sane. I'd also make salt.

Goddamn... I wish the Apacoplypse would get here already!

*After the terrorist attacks on North America's 'Bread Basket,' all of Central and most of Midwestern North America became a deadly cocktail of nuclear, chemical, and biological fallout, they were collectively referred to as The Badlands and existed as a placeholder only, with nothing much beyond the most foul and twisted of mutations being able to survive for very long. Maps showing the Badlands are typically labeled with the warning, "Ther be monstirs heer."

States and Provinces in the west, relatively untouched by the disaster, united into three main territories, with the largest two co-existing peacefully. After a series of border wars between Costal [British Columbia, Washington, Oregon, and Northern California] and Rocky Mountain territories [Alberta, Montana, Idaho, and Wyoming] over access to the few remaining oceanic ports and trade with the outside world, a truce was declared and the stable and prosperous Independant Northwest Territories was formed.

Survivors in parts of Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Arizona, and New Mexico, without adequte supplies of clean, fresh water, banded together into relatively peaceful clans that move in nomadic settlements with a political system based on strong ties between families and clans known as the Colorado Plateau Alliance.

Sourthern California, without enough resources to support itself and devestated by a series of massive natural disasters, plunged into a brutal and night-marish Dark Age. As a result, a cannibalistic and hostile collection of city-states arose, with the strongest--a dictatorship known as 'The Lost Angels' ruled by the Hellish and demented Queen Heather--taking power. Collectively they are called The Raider Territories and survive primarily through pirate raids at sea and on land and an extensive black market trade in drugs, weapons, and slaves [food].

The eastern territories, despite initial efforts to remediate the disaster and stem the toxic tide, are plagued by the slow eastward migration of the Badlands and massive population decline through starvation, extremely high rates of infant mortality, cancer, disease, and malnutrition, and are quickly fading away. Of the four Wards established after the disaster, only Ward 4 [the sourthern portions of Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, South Carolina, and Florida]--now called the Confederation of Independant Republic States--retains a governmental organization aimed at maintaining a long-term presence. The governing bodies of Ward 1 [states and provinces north of the 45th Parallel], Ward 2 [states between the 40th and 45th parallel], and Ward 3 [states between the 35th and 40th parallel] are now in place only to facilitate the peaceful and orderly the evacuation of north eastern North America.