 A couple of days after the fiasco, I was talking to a friend of mine. He says, well, you get your bug out bag ready in case all hell breaks loose. I said, my bug out bag? Are you kidding me? I'm going down fighting, man. My house is my Alamo. I've got all the provisions I need, water, food, home security, and everything else. I said, I'm not going anywhere. And there's a lot of us that are feeling the same way.