Imagine breaking down while fishing, raising your engine, and setting up a distress call and being excited to see an American vessel approaching to help.

It then stops, trains its guns on you, and fires explosive shells.

My mentor always said: “If you are the smartest person in the room, you need to find another room”

I always remembered that

Also: You described Plato’s Philosopher King

I love Lemmy

I had a bunch of Trek Nerds living near me it seems:

Enterprise-D

Borg Cube

Deep Space Nine

Federation Satelite or something

It was wild

Makes them a good insult still even in the ancient past

You probably have ADHD, OP

All that vitriol and he decides to censor the word shit?

Wow color me impressed

I’ve played an enormous amount of post apocalyptic simulations and video games, so I’ve got some insight on how this typically goes:

The bunkers with beans and guns are rare, but usually whoever is inside died of something really common, like an infection, broken leg or a stroke, and was unable to get medical aid in time.

There’s also loot boxes/caches in the woods where you see someone tried to be completely solo and typically “having weapons” is way less valuable than knowing how to use them

The OG meme is right, you need other people in “the apocalypse”, going it alone is a death sentence, even basic things can become enormously difficult (many hands make for light work)

Make sure at least one of the people you know is a doctor, surgeon, or nurse of some kind

And if the “guns-people” ever band together (band-its) and try to take stuff away, they typically don’t have coordinated field tactics or military discipline, it’s a slog but battling the cannibals with a regular army does eventually result in their extinction