Here we are 3 months from Y2K. Is your anxiety building? Do you feel calm, cool and collective? What is your worst fear about Y2K?

-- bardou (bardou@baloney.com), September 26, 1999

Answers

That this forum will continue.

-- smith (smith@smith.smith), September 26, 1999.

That I'll actually have to deal with Stan "The leatherman" when my friend "Lisa" is over.

-- John (wheatgrinder@fullhouse.com), September 26, 1999.

Nuclear problems, economic meltdown and loss of ice cream for a long time. In that order.

-- Bill (y2khippo@yahoo.com), September 26, 1999.

That Mr. Friendly WONT be right!

-- Sir Laughsalot (laughinoutloud@yahoo.com), September 26, 1999.

That there may actually be some truth to what C. Gerges had to say.

-- Doctor Love (luv-em-n-leaveem@yahoo.com), September 26, 1999.

That Flint has been right all along, and practically all those on this forum will have to give away all their yummy bean supplies and eat crow.

-- Dr. Roger Altman (rogaltman@aol.com), September 26, 1999.

That I'll lose my 100 grand a year job, and have to use my V.A. preference to land a job with the U.S. government, become Mabel's supervisor, have to rate her like she deserves, document everything, and be punished further by getting sent to government human relations workshops to deal with affirmative action hired feminazis.

-- Grill Sergeant (USAFRET@takinit.easy), September 26, 1999.

The IRS makes it...

-- C (c@c.com), September 26, 1999.

That family members will somehow be stranded away from home and not be able to return. Not being able to know how realtives living away from me are doing.

-- Carol (glear@usa.net), September 26, 1999.

That the kids will run out of money and want to move back home....

-- Helium (Heliumavid@yahoo.com), September 26, 1999.

C.Gerges prediction about the earthquakes,also concerned about the nuclear and chemical plants.

-- maggie (aaa@aaa.com), September 26, 1999.

that deleters,won,t g.i.-& will be held accountable'for deleting WARNINGS-from GODS-WORD.[TITANIC-SYNDROME]

-- delete gods warnings? (dogs@zianet.com), September 26, 1999.

that al-d turns out to be GOD

-- (not@not.godtalk), September 26, 1999.

That my VCR won't work.

-- Squeaky (Squeaky@Frommee.xcom), September 26, 1999.

That Y2K will be a dud and then I will have to eat all of the rice and beans I bought for no good reason. Serously, my worst fear has already been realized, that there would be no national civil defense effort starting Jan 1, 1999 and we as a country will go into Y2K unprepared. What a shame.

-- Stanley Lucas (StanleyLucas@WebTv.net), September 26, 1999.

That martial law will be declared. That after I have shared all the 50lb bags of rice I bought for others someone will try to steal from us, I will shoot them and the next day/week I will be arrested for the shooting.

-- Mr. Pinochle (pinochledd@aol.com), September 26, 1999.

that hungry strangers, especially with hungry children, will come to my door.

Taz

-- Taz (Taz@aol.com), September 26, 1999.

...that all that we are about to experience will not have been worth a tinkers damn - in the Grand Scheme of things;

...that the lessons mankind might have learned from all this - will not be...

...that the benefits to humanity that might have been realized from all this - will not be...

...that life, might, in fact, become worse - for many...

or, on the other hand, Infomagic might be right...

Perry

-- Perry Arnett (pjarnett@pdqnet.net), September 26, 1999.

That Andy Ray will fall in love with a jack-booted, leather-clad, Nazi sado-masochist with safety pins through his nipples, and not call me anymore.

-- Porky (Porky@in.cellblockD), September 26, 1999.

My greatest fear about y2k is that: My liberal sisters and their families will show up on my doorstep, bringing nothing but their entitlement mentalities, for me to house, feed,etc, and I will have to listen to all their complaining about everything, and that major disruptions in our lives will usher in the loss of our last remaining shred of freedom.

-- (formerly known as nobody@nowhere.not), September 26, 1999.

Biggest fear...I run out of cigarettes. Oh God, just thinking about it is making me panic. Oh crap. Oxygen someone, please...

-- kritter (kritter@adelphia.net), September 26, 1999.

I agree with Taz and "formerly known as nobody"....This is the thing that haunts me(and probably many others): How long will this last? Can I afford to give away food/assets/whatever?? How can I live with myself if I turn away needy people?? Is my soul going to rot in hell for turning away needy people in order to save my DWGI relatives???? Who is the most deserving of surviving? Who am I to say????

-- jeanne (jeanne@hurry.now), September 26, 1999.

Yeah, having to turn away hungry children!! What a nightmare.

-- Mara Wayne (MaraWayne@aol.com), September 26, 1999.

That Y2K will prove to fulfill my worst fears. TEOTWAWKI or something similiar. For all his rants, Dogs is right. What comes after Y2K is the REAL issue. Hungry kids? No problem, happy to help. Looters? Hopefully, no problem, they will be dispatched post haste. AFTER Y2K is the real issue, for all it's implied doom and gloom. Why would ANY of you dispose of perfectly good food you set aside? Didn't you buy it to eat it?

Truly, it's what comes after the so-called "aftermath" of Y2K that is the greatest and most disturbing fear. We are standing upon the precipice of the great tribulations - wars, famine, plague, death, destruction, riots, anti-christ, mark of the beast and much more. Human suffering (for us American's) has only just begun.

-- Revelations (it's_all@true.com), September 26, 1999.

Cold hungry grandchildren.

-- Homeschooling Grandma (mlaymon@glenn-co.k12.ca.us), September 26, 1999.

Biggest fear.......that I won't get enough firewood to stay warm and cook on. 2nd Will have to defend my family from desperate hand to mouth types who couldn't prepare even if they wanted to (if they ask I will help, if they don't ask, but try to take, well....let's hope they ask.)

Thing that let's me sleep a little better, have enough to take in some orphans should there be any, and enough people coming out to my place to help take care of them.

-- Bill (bill@tinfoil.com), September 27, 1999.

That I will have to use my ingenuity, imagination, and intentions for things other than helping people to survive. I fight constantly the moral battle raging within. Would I break the commandments enmasse to survive? Will I cross lines, use my gifts for self serving feats? I don't own guns, but would I? How far is too far? What *will* be unacceptable? Will my faith wane in my fear? Will the noise of desperation drown out the clarity of God? Will I be strong? Is it enough? In other words....AM I PREPARED?

-- Michael (mikeymac@uswest.net), September 27, 1999.

Michael,

I know the struggle well.

The difference that makes a saint, I am told, is that the saint never gives up the fight.

Sincerely, Stan Faryna

-- Stan Faryna (faryna@groupmail.com), September 27, 1999.

That I'll lose my 100 grand a year job, and have to use my V.A. preference to land a job with the U.S.government, become Mabel's supervisor, have to rate her like she deserves, document everything, and bepunished further by getting sent to government human relations workshops to deal with affirmative action hired feminazis. -- Grill Sergeant (USAFRET@takinit.easy), September 26, 1999.

Grill, you must still be smarting from the verbal thrashing I gave you the other day.

I must be one of those "unforgettable" feminazis...next you'll be asking if I'll dress up in leather and go out with you.

-- Mabel Dodge (cynical@me.net), September 27, 1999.

It's more than a 9...

-- Mad Monk (madmonk@hawaiian.net), September 27, 1999.

From: Y2K, ` la Carte by Dancr near Monterey, California

That the disaster will outlast our supply of medicine.

-- Dancr (addy.available@my.webpage), September 27, 1999.

All of the above.

But now that it's starting to ramp up, now that I see the first rustling of it as Oblivions begin to stir, I find that my spirit is strong, despite the emotions of outrage and sorrow that sometimes swamp the "humanimal" (thanks A&L)aspect of my being.

So the matrix of illusions is shattering before our eyes. We discover that technology is not god. In the end, some things transcend it. Our search for truth, for meaning, for beauty and goodness endures. Somewhere in the depths we are anchored to their source, and although we lose sight of it, although we cannot feel its touch and imagine ourselves in hell, our longing for it gives rise to hope.

I've wrapped the tether that binds me to it securely. When I tug on it, I feel its peace. Then I just go on, doing what's there to be done, with whatever strength and compassion I can muster.

Take care of yourselves, friends. It helps just to breathe and to focus on the passing precious present.

-- Faith Weaver (suzsolutions@yahoo.com), September 27, 1999.

My single greatest fear?

An economic downturn serious enough to turn my business belly up while gentle enough to leave my mortgage bank in business. In other words, losing our home.

I'd almost rather see a 9-10.

-- Art Welling (artw@lancnews.infi.net), September 27, 1999.

To watch my 2 and 3 year old children die. Or to die knowing that they are left orphaned in a cold and dangerous world.

But, I am who God has made me. My sense of purpose and direction has never been more keen. I have been brought to this time and this place to do a job, and the test draws nigh. I hear the delicate sound of thunder in the distance.

Godspeed,

-- Pinkrock (aphotonboy@aol.com), September 27, 1999.

That I'll run out of ammo before the shootin's done.

-- zoobie (zoobiezoob@yahoo.com), September 27, 1999.

I guess that means that I am normal, because I have the same fears as many of you.

-- bardou (bardou@baloney.com), September 27, 1999.

that all the pollys suddenly decide that dispite the fact they ignored warnings to prepare it is now deemed politically correct for those who have to share with those who don't. I worry that there are more of them then I can afford ammo for.

-- thomas thatcher (jabawaki@erols.com), September 27, 1999.

That Mabel will show up at my door wearing her leather outfit.

-- Mr. Friendly (savingmynickelsndimes@yahoo.com), September 27, 1999.

That my GI daughter in a distant state will not be prepared, because her husband was laid off on 7/5/99 and that her three-year-old triplets will starve or dehydrate or freeze to death. That my DWGI daughter with fibromyalgia, also in a distant state, who just cannot cope with preps (or even hearing about it!) and her husband and two teens will die too. That my beloved aunt who is 87-1/2 will not have the medical/food/heat/water she needs to cope...and that she will live only to die horribly.

-- Elaine Seavey (Gods1sheep@aol.com), September 27, 1999.

That I am right. That my "favorite" sister will not get to razz me mercilessly for the rest of my life.

Close behind that is the fear of having to take in my sisters and their families....... or turn them out

-- Jon Williamson (jwilliamson003@sprintmail.com), September 27, 1999.

If it will help anyone put things in perspective, there are people starving in the world right now.

-- Amy Leone (leoneamy@aol.com), September 27, 1999.

That Mabel will show up at my door wearing her leather outfit. -- Mr. Friendly (savingmynickelsndimes@yahoo.com), September 27, 1999.

A Girl Scout would scare you.

-- Mabel Dodge (cynical@me.net), September 27, 1999.

Mabel, Thrash em, bash em, beat em against the door, wrap them 'round the bedpost, wow you're a bore. I've noticed you always attack, but never answer a direct question with a direct answer. Could it be that your capacity for critical and analytical thinking has dimenished due to age related hormonal imbalances? Just wondering.

-- Sir Laughsalot (laughinoutloud@yahoo.com), September 27, 1999.

My greatest fear.loss of personal determination & abandonment of moral standards in the struggle for survival.

-- Chris (griffen@globalnet.co.uk), September 27, 1999.

As my fears of infrastructure failures have declined over the last year, my greatest fear is a self-fulfilling prophecy, in which y2k technical glitches are minimal, but y2k panic is horrendous and costs lives. And that I will be blamed because I stuck my neck out and went public in trying to make people aware of the potential dangers. Nobody is going to remember my qualifiers: 'potential', 'could', 'odds and stakes' - they'll only remember that nut who who shouted 'fire'.

-- No turning back (e39lskuy@7653lslkdj.mil), September 27, 1999.

I've noticed you always attack, but never answer a direct question with a direct answer. Could it be that your capacity for critical and analytical thinking has dimenished due to age related hormonal imbalances? Just wondering. -- Sir Laughsalot (laughinoutloud@yahoo.com), September 27, 1999

What?...Are you wondering if I'll show up at your door in leather???

Dream on....my critical and analytical thinking isn't that bad.

-- Mabel Dodge (cynical@me.net), September 27, 1999.

2 shots:

My tenure as the crazy aunt is up { I hit it right, for once }

That if things are that bad - me or mine have lost their moral compass.

-- flora (***@__._), September 27, 1999.

Mad Max scenario....

snoozin'...

The Dog

-- Dog (Desert Dog@-sand.com), September 27, 1999.

Not being able to marry my future wife in a tasteful ceremony with friends and family, not being able to play my electric guitar, not being able to find my cure for prosate cancer (which relies on killing cancer by blocking the Akt-independent survival signal)...in that order.

-- coprolith (coprolith@rocketship.com), September 27, 1999.

That Mabel will get too wrapped up in that leather outfit idea, and leave me for Mr. Friendly.

-- Bokonon (bok0non@my-Deja.com), September 27, 1999.

Don't worry Bok, my heart and my leather outfit belongs to you.

Which leads me to romantic thoughts, let me address your dilemma coprolith. A tasteful wedding doesn't have to be complicated or expensive. There will always be musicians, priests and beautiful settings. Get a string quartet (students play cheap), a few close friends, a man of the cloth and your bride to be, that's all you need for a tasteful wedding.

Nothing can stop love, good luck kid!

-- Mabel Dodge (cynical@me.net), September 27, 1999.