Originally Posted by ChaybaChayba
Suppose you live in the world, all alone, wouldn't you want to figure out science for yourself?
Had I the planet to myself, I would launch Survival Plan Alpha. It would work like this:
The first step would be to acquire adequate food, shelter, and water. I get water from a well, already purified. My housing is adequate, and my food supply good. These conditions satisfied, I can now move to step two.
A more pressing issue is electricity and access to the internet. Before power goes out for one reason or another, I need to get online, download, and print out absolutely as much information as I can within a limited time span. This information will be anything I deem of merit, including survival guides, pilot manuals, repair manuals, entertainment, a how-to on portable generators, how to make a solar powered generator, and so forth. On to step three:
Learn to fly. Besides being an awesome song, it is survival measure number three. Again, before power shuts down, I must locate a flight simulator and learn how to operate it so that I may learn how to fly a plane. Self-awarded pilot license in hand, I may proceed to step four:
Moar food. Everything has a shelf life, and things like meat and anything refrigerated or frozen is going to be hard to come by after the freezers thaw out. Therefore, I must act swiftly to transport as much as possible to a place on the planet that always maintains temperatures below freezing. Here, I will set up a massive food reserve, possibly by using jet airplanes. My food situation secure for the foreseeable future, I can move on to step five:
Plan for the future. I'm thinking large garden. Tropical fruit is some of the most nutritious and fast growing fruit available. It is also very tasty. With that in mind, I will locate and establish an orchard, complete with well-driven irrigation systems. This will secure my food supply in a longer run, and also negate the frequent need to travel to the Arctic Circle every time I feel like eating. Thus, on to step six:
Water. Water needs to be purified. I also need a source of water. Groundwater is generally good, but if that runs out, I need a plan B. I know of a highly advanced filtration system. I will acquire several of these and keep them on hand if the need for them arises. Step seven:
Luxury goods. Mansion, island, pina coladas on a beach, whatever works. When this gets boring, it's time for step 8:
Not losing my mind. This is the hardest part of living by oneself. I'm an introvert by nature, but eventually, the crushing loneliness will set in. I will need a companion, and being that I'm the only human left on earth, this will likely fall to an animal of some sort...probably a dog. With luck, I'll have read this little survival manual of mine and remembered to find a dog before now, since any left in the pound or trapped at home are likely dead by now...as are any that couldn't make it in the wild. A Golden Retriever would be nice, as would a sheepdog or even Pomeranian. My new friend, er, befriended, I can move on to step 9:
Survive. By whatever means necessary. Because of the nature of gasoline, I only have so many trips before it all turns to varnish and I'm left without any transportation other than a horse-drawn carriage. On top of that, horses need oats, which I will need to learn how to farm, acquire, or stockpile in ample quantity. Before being cut off from my frozen stockpile, I will need to learn how to hunt and kill, or else how to farm cattle. My future will be filled with trial and error as I learn to enjoy the simpler things in life while I slowly go insane. I will need to learn my way around at least basic pharmaceuticals, and how to diagnose myself for potentially fatal conditions. Assuming I live an adequately healthy lifestyle, there is but one thing left to do:
Die. It has been a good life. I never thought for a moment I'd actually be the last person on earth, but here I am. My health failing, a chronic pain in my back, and my body weary and weather-beaten, it is time to shuffle off this mortal coil...in the most awesome way possible. With my last ounces of strength, I will take out the speedboat I've been keeping sheltered for decades and fill the modified engine with ethanol. I'll put on the paragliding harness, point the boat out into the gulf, and take off at full speed. I'll increase my elevation higher and higher, soaring hundreds of feet above the water. Then I'll cut the cable, slide out of the harness, and plummet to my death.
And thus, the chapter on human history comes to a close. It's been an interesting existence. I can safely say that nobody ever thought it would end like this.
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