TSHTF

[Deena in GA]

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Tim made it all the way to Mobile Alabama before he ran out of luck. He was trying to procure some more gasoline in the middle of the night and he picked the wrong house to do it at. A County Sherriff caught him in the act and arrested him, drove him to the jail that night. The Sherriff ran the plates on the Hummer to discover it was not registered in Tim’s name and he couldn’t contact the registered owner so he brought car-theft charges against Tim. The only problem the Sherriff had was that in three weeks’ time since Vicky ravaged the land, he’d had to arrest dozens more on the same or similar charges as Tim’s. People were filing out of Florida like rats and for some of them that was an insult to rats.

The Mobile jail is where Tim met Garrison Fordem. If ever there was a low-life it was Garrison, probably why the two of them got along so well. The Mobile jail had six cells with two bunks and one big drunk tank. The cells were all overflowing. One day the Sherriff opened them all up and told them to leave Mobile and not come back. In fact, if he ever saw any of them again he wouldn’t ask questions, he’d just shoot them.

That solved a problem for Mobile and the Sherriff but it let loose a whole slew of people that didn’t know what to do with themselves. Garrison and Tim decided to join forces and head to Texas. Everyone else just scattered like roaches when the light is suddenly turned on.

The benevolent release from jail didn’t include the cars either of them had stolen so they started walking down Interstate 10 and they weren’t the only ones. At this point, not many Americans could afford to drive and the ones that could were so worried about all the people on the roads they didn’t pick up anyone. Luckily for Tim and Garrison, there was a rest stop three tenths of a mile outside of Mobile where they stole another car and hid another body. It took several more days to get to Louisiana; they’d stopped in Biloxi for a spell to try their hand at gathering resources. They’d managed to find some houses in Gulfport that must have been vacation homes and they broke into those to take what they could. They’d found enough old and stale food to keep them going but what they really needed was to find items that they could sell or trade. They’d planned on ditching the Ford Mustang as soon as they could and maybe try to get a car that was legitimate, as much as possible anyway considering the stolen goods they’d use to purchase the car was ill-gotten gain. They stayed away from large items like electronics, instead looking for cash, jewelry, and of course guns which they only found a Taurus .357 and it only had two bullets. It was just a matter of time. If not in Mississippi then surely in Louisiana or Texas, everyone had guns there. They’d just gotten to Lake Charles when another Country Sherriff pulled them over. Tim was in the driver’s seat and looking in the side view mirror as the Sherriff cautiously approached with his hand on the butt of his nine Millimeter. Tim rolled the window down while the Sherriff was still a few steps from the driver’s window. He stuck his head out and smiled. “Howdy, officer, what can I do for you?”

The Sherriff said “Put both hands on the wheel where I can see them.”

Tim put his left hand on the wheel and then brought his right hand up firing the .357, twice. He hit the officer directly on the right side of his chest and the Sherriff went down hard. Tim jumped out and yelled “Shouldn’t have stopped me.” Tim reached down and took the gun from the Sherriff’s hand. He turned to go and the Sherriff coughed a couple of times.

“What the ?” Tim looked down and saw through the bullet holes in the Sherriff’s shirt was a vest of some sort.

“Son-of-a-bitch.” He took the Sherriff’s gun, cocked the hammer back and calmly pulled the trigger. This action accomplished two things. The first was it killed the Sherriff. The second was, it put him in the driver’s seat with Garrison. There would never be any doubt about who was running things.

Garrison said “You tore him up, you’re the man, I never saw anything like that.”

Tim just looked at him and said “That’s why you never want to cross me.”


Chapter

Doug heard Susan’s car drive up. He’d been sitting all day talking strategy with Ralph so he go up to greet her. He opened the front door, just as she was crossing the porch.

“You didn’t.” Doug said.

“Yes, I did.” Susan walked in with a beautiful Australian Shepherd on a leash. The dog had a white front with mottled tannish looking fur toward the back end. It was very alert.”

“Hello boy.” Doug said and bent over to pet it.

“He’s a she. Her name is Jessie.”

“You know what Ralph said about pets.”

“Got that covered.” She said. “Jessie is a working dog. She already herds any animals you want her to. She was trying to herd kids around the shelter.” She gave him a kiss. “Where’s Ralph, I want to show him?”

“We’ve been in the study all day. In fact, glad you’re here, we are about to go over a roster for the Compound and wanted your input.”

They walked into the study, Jessie’s claws clicking on the hardwood floors. Ralph looked up and just rolled his eyes. “That dog had better be able to cook.”

“This is a working dog daddy, it can help with the animals.”

Doug said “Don’t worry, if it doesn’t work hard enough there is always that Vietnamese Cookbook, 101 Ways To WOK Your Dog.”

Susan slugged him and Jessie barked and jumped up and grabbed Susan arm in her mouth. She didn’t bite but she wasn’t going to let Susan hit Doug again.

“I think I’m going to like this dog.” Doug said rubbing his arm.

Susan took the leash off and Jessie ran around the room smelling everything. She’d gotten a new lease in life as the no-kill shelter couldn’t was closing in two weeks. With the economy faltering and more and more people out of work they were abandoning their animals or bringing them to the shelter and donations almost dried up. Jessie ran over to Ralph and sat at his feet calmly as if she knew he was the master of the house and had to approve. Ralph begrudgingly started petting her head. Every time he would try to stop she’d nudge him to continue.

“She likes you, you have a new buddy.” Susan said.

Ralph just rolled his eyes again but he kept petting Jessie.

“Sit down, we need to go over a list of people for the Compound.” Ralph said.

“You know I don’t want to say no to anyone.” Susan said.

“This isn’t a formal invite, all we are doing is going over the list and ranking them, Doug and I will decide on whom to invite.”

Doug said “We have pretty strict requirements like they have to be super-models, Sweddish Bikini Team or Bond girls.”

Susan drew her arm back like she was going to whack him again and Jessie growled.

“Yep, I like that dog.” Doug said.

“Maybe I should have gotten the Colley.” Susan directed toward Jessie.

Ralph held his hand up to stop the banter. “We have only one confirmed, that’s Gunny. He is moving in tomorrow. Let’s talk about some other possibilities. If you think of someone, say who it is and why you think we should include them, like what special skill do they have or what do they bring to the table.”

Doug said “I think we should invite Sheila Jackson. She is very good at organizational skills which we will need, she is young and healthy.”

“Anything I need to worry about?” Susan asked.

“Not at all, I just work well with her and respect her. Doug said.

Ralph said “You know, I think she’s okay, but do you think being the daughter of the Mayor will be a problem?”

“I don’t think so; she is pretty independent of him.” Doug answered.

Okay, what about Herb, since he is the other assistant manager.” Ralph asked.

“That would be a no for me.” Doug said.

“Care to elaborate?” Ralph asked.

“He doesn’t really work hard; he just makes it look like he is working hard. He kisses up and I’ve seen him treat some of the people under him poorly.”

“I agree.” Said Ralph, but I wanted your opinion.

Ralph put a check by Sheila’s name and an ‘X’ by Herbs.

“Anyone else at the store?” asked Susan.

Doug thought about it for a few seconds. “There are quite a few kids working for us still in High School but I think we should not ask them. We aren’t in a position where we can accept everyone’s family and a high school age kid would expect their parents to be able to come to. This has to be a package deal and everyone we recruit including the families have to add something to the Compound, not detract from it.”

Ralph said it more succinctly. “No useless eaters, mouths to feed that don’t give anything back.”

Susan said “How about Jeb Rodd? He is the veterinarian that volunteers part time at the shelter.”

“Tell us why, or what he brings?”

“We are going to have a lot of animals to take care of and he could be useful if any of them got sick. He could also use some of those skills tending to any people that get sick.”

“Good call. Speaking of people getting sick, do either of you know any Doctors we could invite?” Ralph asked.

Susan and Doug shook their heads. Susan said “Both the docs in this town are about to retire.” Most everyone in town would go to see either Dr. Brown or Dr. Allred if they had a cold or needed tetanus shot but for anything major they’d either go to Fort Worth or Denton.

Doug said “How about Sean Buckler and Houston Ashcroft? They both worked at BP several summers. They just went in together and opened up a Canoe and Kayak shop taking people on river trips. They do several on the Trinity. They are young, fit, and they don’t have family here.”

Ralph wrote their names down and put a check by them.

“How about Tim McCall?” Susan said.

“The guy at the feed store?” Ralph asked.

“Yes, he knows all about the different types of food necessary for the animals, what we’ll need to grow, how to grow it, and nutrition and all that stuff.”

“I can see Ralph picked the right person to put in charge of the animals.” Doug said.

Ralph nodded in agreement.

They continue on evaluating many of the people in Paradise.

They nixed Kevin Pierce, the Chief of Police because he was overbearing and in too thick with the Mayor, John Johnston who automatically was out. The Mayor would do just about anything to ruin Ralph since they ran against each other for Mayor and John won.

Jake Sorbie, a mechanic in town was out. Almost everyone had a story about how Jake either over-charged them or took advantage of them in some other way like fixing something that wasn’t broke on their vehicle. It was a trust issue.
Bennett Adams was a no. He was a coach that was charged with illegal practices concerning recruiting outside his district for the football team as well as a host of other ethics complaints. Football is king in Texas and he wasn’t convicted of anything but it was still questionable ethics. That was the joy and the misery of a small town, everyone knew your business.

Jethro Brown was an automatic no. He was a bully in high school and tried to be a bully around town. He was friends with the three stooges who were also out.

Marcus Morrison and his family got a check mark by his name. One of just a few black families in town, Marcus not only farmed but ran a booth in the weekend farmers market. His whole family pitched in and was known to be hard workers. They would need some farming expertise to help with the food production.

Mike Michaels received a check mark. They weren’t sure if he’d even be interested since he ran and owned a very profitable steak house in town called Paradise Cove. They weren’t sure what Cove had to do with it since they were not on a body of water but anytime you wanted to eat at a nice restaurant for almost any occasion you went to Paradise Cove. They could all cook but there was a difference between making a meal and making a culinary delight.

They said no to Orson Yeager due to his recent two year stint in the Huntsville Prison. No one was sure why he was in jail but it was still a no.

They agreed to Maureen Martinson. She was a realtor so her value was questionable but they agreed she could probably take care of the housing arrangements of the cabins, tents, RVs, and whatever else qualified as a place to lay your head. Even more valued was her husband Dan “Smoky” Martinson. He was a blacksmith and metal worker. He specialized in making things the way the old time blacksmiths did, without modern tools which might be exactly the type of conditions they found themselves in.

It was no for Henry Lehman. He was a lawyer. Okay, it was more than that. He was a scum bag lawyer, the kind you would imagine chased ambulances around and handed out business cards.

No for Salma Black. She ran a resale shop and besides being a town gossip, they couldn’t figure out one attribute she could bring to the Compound.

It was no for Tricia Elliot. She was working on her third husband. That in itself was not a disqualifier but all three she’d stolen from other women the men were previously married to. They were going to try for a ‘drama free’ zone, or at least try to minimize it.

No for Mica Venter. Besides for being known to have a klepto problem, she was also a drama queen.

There weren’t any immediate neighbors to Ralph’s 160 acres. On one side was a thousand acres owned by an out-of-state investor, they weren’t even sure. On the East side was the town city limits. There had been a mobile home park but when John became Mayor, he’d annexed as soon as possible and then used city zoning and eminent domain to make them leave. Most had relocated outside city boundaries south of town. This was another bone of contention between the Mayor and Ralph. The Mayor wanted the annexation to encompass Ralph’s land but Ralph did successfully stop that by lobbying the city councilmen and being friends with the City Manager who was fired right after that. The Mayor had no jurisdiction on the West side of the road that marked the city limits but he still hassled Ralph every chance he got. Numerous permits had been either denied or delayed while BP jumped through hoops since Ralph’s store was in city limits.

They reviewed different people they knew and checked some and x’ed others late into the night.

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Chapter

Protests continue now in every major city and most medium sized ones. There was no end to people available to protest as unemployment ran over 50% now. More people were unemployed than had jobs. Of course the dollar devaluation and the hyperinflation didn’t help anyone. Companies were laying off workers, not growing but retrenching, rerouting their expansions to full retreats, closing unproductive franchises and desperately trying to make a profit. Union shops were hit the worst.

Most companies with Union employees had strict rules about reductions in force; their only out was to close the entire plant to avoid huge negotiated payments to the workers. Unions kept their unrealistic demands for salaries, benefits, and especially their prized pensions. Their demands were indifferent to whether a company made a profit or not and consequently many companies simply closed their doors. The word profit had taken on a negative connotation with most workers, especially the unemployed. The workers held a viewpoint the company should be in business to make the employees’ lives better, not to make a profit.

Any profit should be spread amongst the workers as it was on the backs of the workers the company made any profits. This communistic train of thought was enforced by the Unions who advertised being advocates for the worker, but in reality they were simply trying to hold on to the power base they had created among the top elite Union Officials. Bribery, cronyism, and outright illegal behavior became a way of life for these elite. They sat on their demands while watching the baby get thrown out with the bath water. Unions started busing in laid off workers to the protests thinking if they stirred the turmoil and conflict the government would step in and make everyone’s dreams come true, after all, the people were entitled. What they didn’t realize or didn’t care about was the government was on the ropes; it was listening to the count at 9 and couldn’t regain its feet. They kept performing the same tried and true tricks that were guaranteed not to work. They raised taxes and boasted about the massive influx of revenue they’d raise. In reality, every time they raised taxes, revenue went down. Rich people deferred their money into tax free investments or hid it altogether. Many rich people lost the ‘rich’ designation like the song from Ten Years After “Tax the rich; feed the poor, till there are no rich no more.”

Every time revenue went down they’d print more money. Every time they’d print more money the cost of goods and services would go up. It was a vicious circle with no economic tricks left to escape it. Currently there was difficulty making the interest payment on the national debt much less try to pay it off. Public officials resigned in every level of government, seeing the writing on the wall and not wanting to take the blame for what was surely coming.

Many doomsayers and doom prognosticators held views the end was coming and very near. The reasons ran from the possible to the improbable, from nature’s vengeance in the form of hurricanes, earthquakes, solar flares, volcanic eruptions, pole shifts to brown dwarf stars colliding with the earth or moon or causing an ELE. Many saw the possible economic doom or the possibility of a war with one of the many countries holding worthless dollars as a reward for purchasing our debt. No one really thought the end would be brought about by tired, disgruntled workers with the help of an aging infrastructure.

Florida still reeled from Vicky’s knockout punch. The nation wobbled from the staggering still rising costs. Mother Nature wasn’t through though. As if to show who the boss was or demonstrate the adage “Man Plans, God Laughs”, a rare storm described by media anchors as “epic” occurred hitting Alaska hard. Flooding occurred along the state’s western coast followed by a high sea surge ten to twelve feet above normal. Strong winds ripped roofs from many buildings and reports trickled in about people missing after being swept into the Bering Sea during the storm. Damage from heavy storm surf and a lot of erosion was being reported.

National Weather Service Meteorologist Jeff Oscar reported this epic storm was the strongest in nearly 8 decades carrying heavy snow, rain and hurricane-force winds. Power was out in many communities sending some residents fleeing to higher ground. The storm continued unabated into Washington State and Idaho putting them into alert status as well. The record cold snap put record demands on the Nations Electrical Power Grid at a time when it could least afford it. The grid should have been upgraded or replaced decades ago. The government mantra had been to patch it and keep going since there were so many demands on the taxpayer funds, like all those entitlements. Florida aside from a few backup generators in some businesses had no power. The nuclear power plants were in danger of a different kind of disaster if the cooling rods weren’t kept cool. Texas was on a separate grid and better off than most other states but still in danger of not being able to supply enough power to meet demands. Many people unable to pay their mortgages also had their utilities shut off for the national deep freeze.

Transportation virtually stopped as did manufacturing. Coal, nuclear, natural gas, wind, solar, hydro-electric and all types of generated power plants started shutting down as parts would break and they could not obtain replacements. Nuclear plants started their shutdown protocols as they started losing their backup power plants making it illegal to operate in case of a disaster.

GOD wasn’t just mad at America though; every country in the world was undergoing some sort of hardship. Europe was also in a deep freeze. Asia was in the middle of massive flooding and civil unrest as the rest of the world quit buying their goods.

One would think that would be enough.

No!

Anyone thinking of the phrase “The Big One” usually associated that with California and the San Andreas Fault. The big one hit, only it was the New Madrid Fault line which was a prolific source of intra-plate earthquakes in the southern and Midwestern United states. The fault system covered 150 miles extending into five states. It stretched from Cairo, Illinois to New Madrid in Missouri, through Marked Tree in Arkansas. It also covered a part of West Tennessee. The zone had four of the largest North American earthquakes in recorded history with estimates of up to 8.0 all happening between December 1811 and February 1812.

FEMA issued a report a few years earlier that not too many people took seriously. The Federal Emergency Management Agency warned that a serious earthquake in the New Madrid Seismic zone could result in the highest economic losses due to a natural disaster in the United States causing widespread and catastrophic damage across Alabama, Arkansas, Illinois, Indiana, Kansas, Kentucky, Mississippi, Missouri, Oklahoma, Texas and Tennessee. Water distribution, transportation and other infrastructure could be drastically impaired. The report went on to estimate 86,000 casualties 715,000 damaged buildings; and 7.2 million people displaced with 2 million of those seeing shelter, primarily due to the lack of utility services. Direct economic losses, according to the report, would be at least $800 billion.

The report findings were underestimated.

The Richter scale of earthquake magnitude is a measure of the energy released at the source of an earthquake deep within the earth. It is determined by measuring the amplitudes of ground motion on seismograms. Every two units represent 1,000 times more energy and every two-tenths of a unit represents double the energy.
Like the 1811-1812 earthquakes, the first one started in northeast Arkansas. The second occurred in Missouri both along the New Madrid Fault. The country uplifted and warped. Some areas dropped, other areas rose as much as 20 feet. Large waves were generated on the Mississippi River by the seismically-induced ground motion giving the illusion that the river was flowing upstream. Estimates put the Richter Scale at 8.7.

Electrical outages along the East Coast combined with electrical outages all along the Fault line. Redundancies failed. Safeguards failed. The grid has automatic routing and can switch outages to different grids. Those grids overloaded quickly. The safeguards in place to prevent overloading failed. Power plants were exploding across the nation. The lucky ones had already removed themselves from the grid for maintenance which added even more load to the few that were left. Layoffs found too many power plants and stations with an inadequate number of workers to handle this emergency volume.

Just before the earthquake, Unions representing many utilities across the country met and determined they were being overworked and underpaid. They’d started a slowdown or stayed home sick. Power was now out in the Eastern half of the United States and the storm pushing through from the North West took out the West coast and adjacent states. Pleas went out to Texas for help but Texas was running at maximum with the power plants that were already out of service for maintenance.

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The city of Paradise Texas like most other cities in the nation was juggling lack of funding and a history of ever increasing spending. Most cities and Paradise was not any different, relied on their tax base on property taxes. Occasional bond issues came along for specific needs like schools or roads or other infrastructure but for the most part, property taxes made up the lion’s share of tax revenue. Now with unemployment nationwide over 50% and in Paradise over 60%, tax revenues were down. Paradise had slightly worse employment numbers than the nation because so many people were in ranching or farming and they couldn’t afford the animals, the equipment maintenance or the seed stock for farming. The banks lenient lending practices as promoted by several progressive presidents allowed loans for many people who could not afford them. Foreclosures were at an all-time high. People that walked away from their houses did not pay taxes.

Mayor John Johnson held a closed door meeting with a couple of city counsel, Robert Greenley and Shawn Preston.

“We have to turn things around, we are nearly bankrupt.” The Mayor said.

“You can’t get blood from a turnip; we have lost a lot of tax payers.” said Shawn.

“Yeah, and we are still sitting on those huge pensions we weren’t able to get the court to annul.” Robert said.

“So we need to enlarge our base, we need to annex more areas so we can increase our tax base.” John said.

“We looked at doing that last year; the infrastructure needs we would be taking on by annexing areas outside the city would be enormous. The streets, lighting, water and sewage alone would not justify the additional tax revenue we would receive.” said Robert.

“What we do is cherry pick. Specifically, we need to incorporate and annex the land Ralph has. He has been making improvements to his property that should make the tax go way up. All we have to do is annex it and have the property appraisal reflect all the additions he has done.” The Mayor said.

“He can’t have done that much where one person can affect our tax revenue that much.” Shawn said.

The Mayor answered “Not just him, there are four or five areas around the outskirts of city limits that if we annexed, we could almost achieve enough revenue to get through this next year. That coupled with layoffs. We need to let 6 of the policemen go, get rid of the Fire Department altogether and go to a volunteer Fire Department. We will have to cut our teaching staff in half, get rid of non-essential departments like the library, the swimming pools, the landscaping department that takes care of mowing and cleanup.”

“Aren’t those services needed?” Shawn asked.

“Minor inconvenience is all. We will weather the storm and come out victorious when things turn around.” John said.

“What if things don’t turn around?” asked Robert.

“Then it doesn’t really matter what we do here does it?” the Mayor answered.
“What about liability, like if someone gets hurt in a fire and there was not adequate support?” Robert asked.

“That’s not really our problem now is it?” the Mayor answered.

“Maybe not, but getting reelected might be if we let essential city services go.” Shawn said.

“I guess we can wait until the next elections but making the city go bankrupt is not going to get us reelected either.” John said.

“We know you have history with Ralph; you know he won’t go along with annexing his land. He fought us once before on that and beat us, what makes you think we can try this again? And don’t we have to wait for a general election before we can even bring it up for a vote?” Shawn said.

“Not if I declare a major emergency, I might be able to do an emergency annexation based on crisis conditions. That fool out there thinks he knows what is best for this city but he is wrong.”

Ralph and John had major issues with each other since they’d both run for Mayor of Paradise. Ralph had more votes and looked like a lock-in for the win but at the last minute, John ran a smear campaign against Ralph and in time, those charges were dismissed as unfounded but in the short run, it was enough to garner enough votes to capture the office.

Ever since then, there had been bad blood between the two. John tried everything he could to get in the way of anything Ralph asked for. BP routinely needed to get permits for different actions and John instructed the city inspectors to make BP jump through hoops and go an extra mile. BP always complied and unable to stall any longer they always got the permit they needed but not without a lot of extra effort.

John said “There might be another angle; I’m talking to our lawyer about evoking Eminent Domain and taking Ralph’s land for city use.”

Shawn said “You know he would fight that, and is that what we should really be doing?”

“Just you reminder yourself whose side you are on?” John said. “He has been a thorn in the side of progress for years.”

“Progress or in your side John?” Robert said.

“What does it matter? I’m for progress and if he is a thorn in my side then he is stifling progress.” John said.

Robert said “I don’t want to cross him; he has always been fair to me.”

“Then maybe you have outlived your usefulness in this council.” John said.
“Uh, if I recall, those positions are voted on, so wouldn’t it be up to the voters to determine that?”

“If you say so John.” Robert usually caved to whatever John wanted but he was stubbornly resistant tonight. Robert got up from his chair and without saying another word he left.”

The Mayor said “Shawn, he may be a problem.”

Shawn said “If he is, we can deal with it. I know who he has been having an affair with, so if we need to, we can use that.”

“Only if we have to.” The Mayor said.

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He must have seen her run into Starbucks on her back to the Compound on her last day at work. She bought her Caramel Macchiato and turned to go and he was standing right behind her.

“Yum, that looks good.” He said with a leer.

“You wouldn’t like it; it doesn’t have any alcohol in it.”

“Whoose said I always have to have alcohol?” He was slurring his words.

“Let’s see. It’s now six o’clock in the evening and you start drinking when, eight in the morning? It’s a wonder you are still standing up.”

“Quit Bitchin’ at me woman. Is it any wonder I left your ass?”

“What do you want Mark?”

“Listen.” He punctuated his sentence by poking her in her shoulder.

She shrugged her shoulder back like he’d shot her.

“You’d better start being nice to me; you are not always going to be able to live in that fancy place of your dads inside a nice safe wall.”

“Why not, whose going to make me move, you?”

“Nope. Not me. But someone will and then I’ll be talking to you anytime I want to.”

Something in the way he said that was very threatening but he didn’t make a specific threat.

She stepped to the side and walked past him. He spun and reached for her shoulder to stop her but she ducked her shoulder down. His drunkenness caused him to not be able to stop the momentum from twisting and he fell into a woman spilling her Flavored Latte. It hit the floor at the same time Susan walked out the door. It was also at the same time the woman started screaming at Mark and making a scene. Susan got in her car and quickly drove away. She was thinking how sad she was to be leaving the shelter but excited to be taking on the lead role with the animals at the Compound.


Chapter

The Compound was essentially complete. Ralph, Susan, and Doug spent the week interviewing the candidates that made their “Yes” list. So far, all the people they’d asked to join the Compound said yes. They too had been feeling overwhelmed with everything that was going on. They saw the Compound as a life-vest in a sea of turbulence. They were on the same page as they saw the fabric of society unraveling. They too saw the need for a like-minded community where everyone had each other’s back.

Gunny moved in and started taking part of the regular strategy meetings so now it was the core of four that continued building this society. Tonight, Sheila was coming over. She did not know why she’d been invited to dinner but she’d accepted. Ralph had mixed emotions as Sheila was the daughter of his mortal enemy, the Mayor, John Johnson. Ralph felt her allegiance when things go really bad would be toward her father and he could not tolerate that division.

The doorbell rang. Doug opened the door to find Sheila in a bright sundress covered with a sweater. Even though it was January, it was 75 degrees out and Sheila always liked to dress like she was going to the beach.

Doug showed her in to the study where Susan, Ralph and Gunny were already sitting. He pulled out a chair for her to one side of the desk and took the only other empty chair in the room.

Susan got up and poured her a glass of wine. What they had to talk about was heady stuff, doom-and-gloom. Agreeing to live in the Compound was a major life change and the invitees also had to agree to abide by the rules.

After a little small talk, Ralph finally said “Sheila, you have probably been watching the news, you know what is going on, and the nation is dangerously close to a collapse.”

She nodded her head in agreement but didn’t say anything.

“You probably saw some improvements we have done to the Com…, well to my land around here. We feel the responsible thing to do would be to prepare for possible problems that might or might not be coming our way.” Ralph said.

Doug said “We’re impressed by your work, you have a hard work-ethic, you are good at organization, and we think you would be a valid addition to us here.”

“Us, who is us exactly?” Sheila said. “It sounds like you are preparing for the end of the world and while I think things are bad, I’m not sure they are so bad as to declare the end times.”

Susan said “We are forming a co-op, if you will. We hope that things won’t turn really bad. Worst case scenario, we all live as a community, nothing happens and in time you can choose to continue or go your own way. But,” She said. “But, if events happen like we expect them to, survival may depend on groups like us, co-ops of people combining their skills and resources in order to survive.”

Sheila said “What exactly do you expect to happen? I mean, things are bad right now, I’ve seen that we don’t have half the merchandise in the store that we used to. I attributed that to a slow economy, but it’s more than that isn’t it?”

“Yes.” Ralph said. “There are a lot of things that could happen, the collapse of the economy, wars with foreign countries, and the collapse of our infrastructure. We’ve already seen where the nation’s power grid has collapsed, the hurricane Vicky decimated the nation’s ability to respond to disasters. What we see happening is a collapse, not just economically, but totally, into anarchy, into chaos. When that happens, there won’t be any law, there won’t be any rules. What there will be are groups of people roving through areas looking to take whatever they can from other people. What I expect is that we will have to be a community to survive, we will have to form bonds that make us dependent on each other for our very lives and it will take us all to survive.”

“Wow. That is a lot to take in. What about my father? What role does he play?”

“He could not be part of this community. We’re assuming he is going to try to shore up the Paradise community if anarchy comes and would not be willing to follow the Compound rules.”

“The Compound rules?”

“Yes, we have adopted a constitution so-to-speak, a set of rules to live by to ensure our survival.”

“What if I don’t agree to all the rules?”

“Totally your choice, of course. We want to invite you to be part of the community but it is a community you join with free will. If you don’t join that is your choice. This is a one-time only offer however. Here is a copy of the rules, we don’t have to have your answer tonight, but within a few days.” Ralph said.

Sheila took the papers Ralph offered. She said “You know, my father still has it in for you, he would probably disown me if I joined up with you.”

Doug said “He might, and that would be his choice, but we place a high value on you and what you could bring to the community so we are willing to face those consequences. What matters most is the question are you willing to face those consequences? We understand about family and would totally understand if you could not make that commitment.”

“But if I don’t and things happen and I’m out in Paradise, then I’m on my own right?”

“Our first commitment would of course be to the people that have joined us. If we could help anyone after that, we would, but understand, resources will be very tight and there might not be anything we could do.” Ralph said.

Sheila stood. “Okay, you’ve given me a lot to think about. I’ll get back with you tomorrow.”

“Fair enough.” Doug said.

Susan walked Sheila to the door. “We really are just trying to do what’s right here and survive in the face of overwhelming odds. This is not about a power play between Ralph and your father. This is about assembling the right people together to fight forces that are larger than any one of us.”

“What about my sister, Emily?” Sheila asked.

“We talked about that.” said Susan. “Everyone at the Compound would have to have a job, a purpose or a skill that would be beneficial to the community. We would make room for Emily. You and she could have one of the A-frame cabins to share, but she would have a set of duties that she would have to willingly perform and she and you would have to agree to the rules.”

“Okay then, I’ll let you know tomorrow.” Sheila said.

Susan walked back into the room with Ralph, Doug and Gunny.

“Gunny, you didn’t say much.” Ralph said.

“I’m listening. You want my opinion, ask for it, until then I’m gathering information. I don’t like her family relations.” Gunny said.

“Nor I.” said Ralph.

“Sheila is worth of inclusion.” Doug said. “Let’s not rule her out because her dad is an asshole.”

“Let’s see what she says tomorrow.” Susan said. Gunny left to go to his cabin.

Ralph went upstairs after saying goodnight. Doug and Susan were left to lock up and put the fire out.

The two of them sat on the couch Doug put his arm around her.

She asked “What are we really doing Doug?”

“We’re trying to survive.” He said, kissing her lips gently.

“I’m not so sure I want to survive if things go as bad as you say.”

“Maybe they won’t get that bad. Worst case scenario, we spent a little more time and money than we had to prepare for the unknown. Yes the unknown that we think could possibly happen, but still unknown. Think of it like insurance. You probably pay $1000 dollars a year of for car insurance, right?”

“Yeah, about that.”

“To my knowledge, you haven’t used it or had an accident since you started driving, about 13, 14 years?”

“Fifteen.” Susan said

“So you have spent $15,000 and gotten nothing for it? You didn’t need it, but you had it in case you did. That is all we are doing here. If nothing happens, then so much the better. But if something does happen, we have carefully considered the possibilities and put this plan together as the best way we know of dealing with it.”

“Doug, I know you’ve been after me to marry you and I haven’t been ready because, well I just haven’t been. But, I’m not sure I want to start a family under these conditions. I sure wouldn’t want to bring a child into anarchy and chaos.”

“Marriage to children, you move fast.” He said.

“I’m serious.”

“Well, another way to look at it is we would be able to take care of each other, better than anyone else possibly could. If events happen, then we have each other, if events don’t, then we have each other. I don’t see a down side.”

“You’re sweet, but naïve.” They kissed for a while and then Doug said “I’ve got to go, several more interviews tomorrow.”

“You could always come up to my room for a while.” She said.

“No, the one rule Ralph has is for us to be plutonic until we get married, I’m going to honor that.”

She shrugged “Okay, but if the end of the world happens tomorrow, you’ll never know what you missed.”

“If the end of the world happens tomorrow, I’ll be with you there in the end, and we’ll end up together.”

“Goodnight, Doug, Love you.”

“Love you too, honey.”