[jcwade]

So, the unthinkable has happened. Miscalculation has started WWIII.
What do you do? Where do you go?

My answer depends on where I am.

I live near the Port of Long Beach most of the time. I'm toast. Literally.
No way I could get anywhere, and I wouldn't want to die stuck in traffic on the freeway.

I guess I would try to call my family and tell them that I love them.

If I were at my mountain house, a small community in the middle of a National Forest.
I would call my kids, tell them I love them and tell them to get up here, if they can.
Based on where they live, that would just be possible.

We have supplies but the forest fires that would start would probably take us out sooner or later.

It's basically a case of the living envying the dead.

Pretty f#@king dark but that's the world we live in.