The Coming Phamine

As I was perusing cnn this morning, I came across an article entitled, "out of work, burnt out, giving up." The article profiles 8 people who have been unemployed for 1-2 years and have given up. I am lucky. Most of the people around me are lucky. And it's just that. Luck. I can't say that I've worked harder than those 8 people to be where I am right now.

Did you know people are moving to Texas because there are more jobs here? Well where are those jobs?! That means that in other states, there are less than NO jobs. NEGATIVE jobs! My students sometimes have trouble getting their head around the concept of negative. This is a perfectly obscure and depressing example.

If the country goes to shit, I really need to invest my time in building relationships with some capable humans. From my knowledge of video games, I will need a strong leader, like a Paladin, able to boost morale and maintain relationships with other clans. Buddy would be good at that, but I think he'll be too diplomatic and we'll lose all our rations. Also, as white as he is, he was never an eagle scout. I'll also need a tank, someone who can absorb most of the damage, physical AND emotional. Most likely Thomas. He's gained a lot of experience from annoying Mel. Next, I need a ranger, someone to scout new territories and procure goods through guile and wit. Carl would be a perfect ranger due to his army experience, but he's all the way in some state that isn't Texas. The final key player would be a mage. Unfortunately, I don't know anyone who has knowledge of arcane lore. Kinda screwed in this department.

If you are all wondering what my role is during this apocalyptic episode, I will be trying to convince everyone to stay indoors and not talk to strangers. I have zero survival skills. I can swim though so that puts me ahead of some people.

Hmm, I need bigger friends.