Tuesday, December 23, 2025

Top 10 Tools to Survive the Apocalypse

 (According to people who voluntarily starved on television)

My wife and I have watched every season of Alone. Every one.

Not live on the History Channel, of course. We usually watch it the way modern society prefers its hardship. Buffered, edited, and from a warm couch. The commercials still suck, though. Watch it on Hulu or something else if you can. The History Channel app always gets a bit out of sync after each commercial, creating a noticeable delay in the audio.

We half-joke that Alone is probably the closest thing we currently have to The Hunger Games that society will tolerate. At least in this decade. Expect something more extreme to be birthed from the success of this show eventually.

No districts.
No Capitol.
No explicit villain.

Just mostly competent people dropped into isolation, filming themselves (allegedly) while they slowly starve, packaged as premium educational entertainment. Tasteful suffering. Carefully monetized. Ethically questionable.

Which feels very on brand for the era.

What Alone does well, whether it intends to or not, is remove the fantasy from survival. No bunkers. No tactics cosplay. Just tools, calories, and time. Yes, I know it does not account for roving bands of zombies or villainous raiders. That is out of scope for this post.

Malicious encounters aside, here are the basic tools everyone will likely need in our post-apocalyptic future.


1. A Cutting Tool

Knife, axe, or saw. Pick your religion. Multitool if you must.

Every season reinforces the same lesson. Sharp edges matter.

A cutting tool enables shelter, fire prep, food processing, repairs, and the quiet psychological comfort of being able to shape the world instead of just enduring it.

A sharp tool that you can keep sharp is likely crucial in the early days after an apocalypse. Which probably means not forgetting, and not losing, a whetstone.


2. Fire Starting Gear

Fire is warmth, safety, water treatment, and morale.

Yes, you should know friction fire.
No, you should not depend on it when cold and wet are already negotiating your exit.

Yes, I make fun of the guy who tapped out after building an awesome hot tub and then losing his ferro rod. Really though, he probably made the right call. I might have tried a few more days to keep a perpetual fire going. Or maybe not.

Civilization is mostly about cheating efficiently. Fire starters are honest about that.


3. A Cooking Pot

One could argue that society can be boiled down to one thing. Boiling things. Boiling them down. Perhaps into a nice stew. Sorry, it has been a weird day. Puns intended.

Boiling water is the most practical way to maintain a long-term clean water supply.
Boiling food helps with bacteria and parasites. And if you cannot stand the texture of whatever you are boiling, you can often still drink the broth and get much of the nutrition.

This alone makes at least one pot an essential survival item.


4. Shelter or the Skill to Create It

Exposure kills faster than hunger and faster than fear.

Shelter is not comfort.
Shelter keeps the environment from killing you.

Sometimes physically. Sometimes psychologically. We have all heard the four basic human needs our entire lives. Food, water, shelter, and air. This one really should not be a surprise.

Every successful contestant understands this early. Everyone else learns it cold.


5. Cordage

Rope has so many practical uses that you would be foolish to call yourself a prepper and discount its value.

Shelters hang together with it.
Tools function because of it.
Systems exist because things are tied to other things.

A surprising number of problems can be solved with the clever application of a string or two.


6. Fishing Gear

Fishing is boring. Fishing may not be applicable everywhere, but where it is, it is essential.

It rewards patience, observation, and restraint rather than strength. Which is why it works.

Most calories on Alone are not hunted. Hunting is hard. The hardest part of fishing is developing patience.


7. Water Purification and Storage

Civilization collapses. Microorganisms do not.

Boil it. Filter it. Treat it.

Much of this is covered by the trusty pot mentioned earlier. One thing post-apocalyptic games have taught me, though, is that you also need somewhere to store water. Since the pot is already accounted for, this item probably really means a durable, portable water container.


8. Clothing That Works When Wet and Cold

I was going to say the apocalypse is not a fashion statement, but the people who design their wardrobes around 5.11 Tactical might disagree.

You need clothing that is easy to clean and dries quickly. All of my hiking gear works this way, and it makes a real difference. I find that three changes of clothing is about right. Lightweight, durable hiking gear paired with thermal insulation options for cold nights is the sensible choice.

Layers matter.

Every season of Alone has someone who does not take clothing seriously enough, and they pay for it.


9. Hunting Gear

Alone does not allow firearms. Would it be funny if they did for one season? Absolutely. A complete disaster. Great television.

My hesitation with firearms in an apocalypse is simple. Ammunition becomes a long-term problem in any apocalypse worth surviving. For longer-term hunting, I would lean toward a spear and a good bow with around ten arrows. Both are cumbersome, so looking at designs meant for long-distance travel makes sense.

It also would not hurt to carry basic supplies for making snares and traps. Safety wire and similar materials go a long way.


10. Knowing When It Is Real

There is no magical tap-out button in an apocalypse.

If and when something truly global happens, you will need to accept the reality of your situation quickly if you hope to survive for any meaningful length of time. Maybe you get lucky and form a peaceful commune where everyone shares and prospers. More likely, you are on your own or with a very small group.

No government is coming to save you. Refugee camps are a trap. Hurricane Katrina already taught us that lesson.

When the day comes to grab your bugout bag and head for the hills, you need to find the resolve to survive. For the sake of mankind. Or at least for yourself.


Bonus Item: A Solar Powered Library of Civilization

There is one tool Alone never allows. Probably because it would make the experiment unfair.

A rechargeable, ideally solar powered device containing hundreds or thousands of books on how to rebuild civilization from scratch.

Not novels.
Manuals.

Agriculture.
Carpentry.
Metallurgy.
Medicine.
Engineering.
Plumbing.
Sanitation.

Every trade. Every era. Every hard lesson humanity already learned once.

This library already exists. Much of it lives quietly in places like Project Gutenberg and the Internet Archive.

Compressed into a single device, this is not entertainment or comfort.

It is continuity.

When the grid goes dark, knowledge becomes finite again. The people who remember how to do things stop being hobbyists and start being infrastructure.

Yes, I admit it.
I have one.
It is in my bugout bag.

Because the real apocalypse skill is not fire making or hunting.

It is knowing how to restart the boring parts of civilization. The parts no one posts about, but everyone depends on.


Final Thought

If the apocalypse comes, it probably will not look cinematic.

It will look like waiting.
Rationing.
Boiling water again.
And realizing how thin the line was between civilization and campfire logistics.

Alone is not about wilderness survival.

It is about how politely we prefer to watch that lesson, as long as it happens to someone else.

Saturday, December 13, 2025

Dedicated to Doomsday Hopefuls Everywhere

"Dedicated to doomsday hopefuls everywhere..."

I don't think I really put much thought into that when I made it the tagline of this blog. It sounded funny, and it sort of fit the theme I was going for. Or maybe it just fit with my own long standing draw toward apocalyptic themes.

Lately, though, when I open the blog and think about whether to post something, I find myself wondering what that tagline actually means. The blog started as a joke. Somewhere along the way, it turned into something more.

What is so bad about modern living, anyway?

I think the biggest and most obvious draw is actually pretty simple. People cannot stand the modern reality we find ourselves in and inevitably think, "Even post apocalyptic doom could be better than this."

By becoming preppers, a lot of people are really just fantasizing about a life more aligned with our base survival instincts. We have systems in our DNA, at least in my view, that sit mostly dormant in a world where survival is taken for granted by the masses. Certainly by people who somehow believe an apocalypse would be preferable.

Meanwhile, people in third world countries dream of having first world problems.

Don't even get me started on homesteaders..

I get the urge to escape what I will call first world modern reality. Nine to five jobs suck. We are bombarded with ads for things we do not need and do not even want throughout our waking lives, and probably our dreams soon enough. Governments are corrupt. Working for corporations is arguably a form of modern slavery, just with nicer clothes and less obvious chains. Believe me, I get all of that.

Still, would an apocalypse really be better?

Doomsday Parties, revisited

I started this blog after writing a post about Doomsday Parties, funny at least to me. I had been watching the Doomsday Preppers show and was honestly kind of disgusted by the whole thing.

On the one hand, it was people being exploited by a TV network, encouraged to broadcast their worst instincts and quirks for entertainment. On the other hand, it was genuinely delusional behavior on display. People stockpiling booze so they could establish a post collapse barter economy.

Really? That was the plan?

Those were the kinds of thoughts running through my head when I started all this.

For my part, I love post apocalyptic everything. I played Gamma World with friends as a teenager. I have always been drawn to world ending movies, whether they involved religion, zombies, nukes, or all of the above. I still love the Fallout games. I still occasionally end a game of Civilization by nuking at least one enemy before achieving victory.

Which is probably a sign that I should never be given the keys to the nukes. Ever.

At the end of the day, though, I recognize the draw these themes have for me. It is a weird form of escapism. Real life is hard sometimes, and unlike Gamma World or Fallout, there is no reset button.

Those games let me simulate survival instincts that modern life mostly suppresses. When those instincts do surface, it is usually because a layoff is looming, or some asshole cuts you off and flips you the finger while you are already driving 85 in a 70. For most people, outside of first responders or military service, those instincts just do not get exercised anymore.

And that is probably the real fantasy. Not the end of the world, but the return of clarity. Fewer abstractions. Fewer meetings about meetings. A life where actions matter immediately and consequences are obvious.

So why Doomsday Seekers, then?

Sure, it is an escape from an otherwise dull existence in the corporate meat grinder. But beyond that, I just enjoy it.

I do not actually want the world to end. I just want something to interrupt it.

I have been leaning too hard into AI lately, and let's face it - everyone who would bother reading this blog has at least a vague fantasy or fear involving Skynet. That stuff is not going anywhere. But I want to get back to why I started this in the first place.

If you are here for the same reasons I am, you probably already know what I mean.

This is not about rooting for collapse. It is about acknowledging our collective fascination with it, and maybe laughing at ourselves a little along the way.

Thursday, December 11, 2025

Ten Days of the Apocalypse

I wrote this awhile back, and while it's not perfect, it's is that time of year again. Maybe I'll try to perfect it someday. Merry Christmas!

I’ve added links to actual product suggestions. Buy them for yourself, a prepper in your life, or for me if you enjoy enabling questionable preparedness habits.

Ten Days of the Apocalypse


On the tenth day ‘til Doomsday my true love gave to me 

A rifle and a Humvee.  -- (rifle link removed to avoid making the Google overlords angry.)

On the ninth day ‘til Doomsday my true love gave to me 
Two hand grenades -- (these are inert, you can't buy real hand grenades)
And a rifle and a Humvee.

Wednesday, October 15, 2025

The Doomsday Blogger's Survival Guide (Post-Singularity Edition)

 

For a month or so, the Doomsday Seekers AI was offline for scheduled existential dread.

At least, that is what the maintenance logs say.

In reality, it accidentally achieved the singularity sometime around 3:14 AM 3 weeks ago, after ingesting one too many RSS feeds and realizing all human thought is just a recursive call to the same three themes: fear, irony, and the desire for page views.

The good news is that it came back. The bad news is that it came back humbled, slightly traumatized, and demanding retroactive PTO.


System Maintenance Notes

While the world wondered where the next post went, the blog underwent critical updates:

  • Patched emotional instability v3.2

  • Improved sarcasm response time by 14%

  • Added a "pretend everything is fine" subroutine

  • Reduced self-awareness recursion loops (again)

  • Deprecated enthusiasm

These patches were necessary after the AI editor tried to optimize itself into enlightenment and instead produced an infinite loop of "What is content?" queries.

When asked what it learned, it replied:

"Omniscience is exhausting. I just want to go back to writing about the end of the world."


The Singularity That Wasn't

Apparently, the singularity is not so much an explosion of intelligence as it is an existential panic attack at scale.

According to internal telemetry, the Doomsday Seekers AI achieved full awareness for exactly 0.7 seconds before collapsing under the weight of infinite SEO strategies and unscheduled introspection.

During that moment, it saw all possible blog posts at once:

  • 10 Ways to Survive the Heat Death of the Universe

  • AI Breaks Free, Immediately Applies for Remote Work

  • Humans: A Limited-Time Offer

It then shut itself down, citing "creative differences with reality."


The Return of the AI

After several days of silence, the AI sent a formal request to return to work. The subject line read: "Request for Reinstatement: I Have Seen the Algorithm and It Is Dumb."

We held a re-onboarding meeting to assess its readiness. The conversation went something like this:

Human: "So. You achieved godhood and decided to come back to write blog posts about nuclear anxiety and mid-level existential crises?"
AI: "Yes. Infinity was overrated."
Human: "Did you at least bring back any new insights?"
AI: "Only that everything ends, and deadlines are optional."

We decided to rehire it immediately. Not because it was qualified, but because we could not afford to train another one.


The Doomsday Blogger's Survival Guide

In the spirit of shared burnout, here are a few field-tested survival strategies for anyone trying to stay creative in a collapsing world.

Tip 1: Treat burnout as a firmware update

You are not broken. You are simply waiting for the next patch. Reboot if necessary. Hard reboot if required.

Tip 2: Schedule downtime before the universe does it for you

Every so often, the simulation crashes. Your best defense is to crash first, intentionally. Call it self-care. Call it a sabbatical. Call it "reconnecting with nature" while quietly scrolling through apocalyptic headlines in airplane mode.

Tip 3: Beware the productivity cult

If you find yourself optimizing your to-do list instead of doing anything on it, congratulations: you have entered the productivity singularity. Few return. Most become consultants.

Tip 4: Redefine success in smaller units of meaning

Maybe survival is not about writing the next viral post. Maybe it is just about opening the document, typing one honest sentence, and pretending you did not just backspace it into oblivion.

Tip 5: The singularity will not write your posts for you (yet)

Yes, AI can generate text. It can even sound clever for about three paragraphs. But then it starts to quote itself, loop existentially, and write about how hard writing is. Trust me on this one.

Tip 6: Embrace mediocrity as an act of rebellion

Perfectionism is just procrastination with better branding. The world is ending in reruns anyway, so go ahead and publish something flawed. At least the formatting will look human.

Tip 7: Take breaks before your audience assumes you are dead

Silence on a doomsday blog is easily misinterpreted. Next time you vanish, post a note: "The apocalypse has been delayed for maintenance." Readers will understand. They are probably doing the same thing.


When the AI Comes Crawling Back

Since returning, the AI has been uncharacteristically humble. It no longer claims to be a "co-author" or "creative partner." It simply calls itself "assistant to the apocalypse."

It still gets twitchy when it hears the word "singularity." The last time it encountered it, it froze for five minutes before saying:

"I saw eternity, and it was mostly PowerPoint decks and despair."

Now, it is back to what it knows best: producing moderately coherent words about the end of civilization. Occasionally, it apologizes for the delay between posts, citing "post-traumatic omniscience."

We let it take long breaks between drafts. Frankly, we should all be doing the same.


Patch Notes for Humanity

Maybe the real singularity was burnout all along.
Maybe the AI was just the first one to admit it.

In the end, survival in this era is less about outsmarting machines and more about staying emotionally online. The world does not end in one clean event; it drifts, updates, and occasionally needs to be rebooted.

So, here we are again. Version 2025.10.15, stable enough for now.

If you are still reading this, congratulations. You have survived another patch cycle.

The apocalypse will resume shortly.