May 6, 2020—Now that the apocalypse is here, it kind of seems like a good time to embrace #PrepperLife, but does the fetal position really make you safe?

I have more books than shelves. There’s a little stack piling up at the foot of my bed. When I noticed it, I got this warm, fuzzy feeling.

Some people get that feeling when they open up their bank account and see a bunch of zeroes. Other people get it when they climb into their concrete bunker and tally up three months of food.

It’s the feeling of safety—the knowledge that you have more than you need and you’re good for a while if shit hit the fan tomorrow.

So I guess I’m a starving artist.

But it goes beyond that. Because the difference between bookshelves and bomb shelters is really the difference between confidence and fear.

Right now, I’m reading Civilized to Death by Christopher Ryan, and the main argument is that everything went downhill when humans stopped foraging and started trying to stockpile food by farming and raising animals.

It’s ironic because we had everything we needed.

Our nomadic ancestors were happier, healthier, and more chill than us in almost every way. We didn’t choose agriculture because nature stopped providing—we just lost our faith in the present moment.

Ironically, the same pattern is playing out during the Coronavirus pandemic. Bread aisles aren’t empty because there’s a shortage of bread but because there’s an abundance of fear.

Instead of buying a gun, why not become a mentor?

Instead of starting an argument, why not donate to charity?

Instead of building a bomb shelter, why not build a bookcase?

You get what you prepare for. ✌️

Read the whole story on Medium: 

https://medium.com/@fthelines/167-bomb-shelters-vs-bookshelves-you-get-what-you-prepare-for-514c9bcc1134