Growing up on a farm in Zambia
we were fairly self sufficient.
Anything we couldn't grow and eat or raise, kill & eat wasn't worth the effort. You usually had to queue for anything else & the only real worth-while queue was the toilet-paper line.
We did have a thriving trade in all sorts of goods and services however.

Now I'm fat, old(ish) and bald, living in a "nice" 'burb here in Oz. No wood-burning anything, no gennys, no guns, no "proper" animals (if the apocalypse comes then as far as our cats & dog are concerned - we're suddenly Korean) and all our fresh produce comes from a supermarket.
However in our "Goode Life" we have a 2100L. rainwater tank, a bore which I can attach a manual rather than electrical pump to, and solar panels which the inverter can switch from mains to stand-alone. We also have stacks of batteries, torches, battery powered radios and even the odd windup torch/radio.

If "salt-baths" become the norm I'm reverting to a large pry-bar ala Halflife.
All I really need now is the zero-point gravity gun Mr. Freeman has in the latter part of HL2 - flinging bodies around... now that would be fun.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Mon 18 Jun 2012, 10:31, Reply)