NEW YORK » A couple of weeks ago, on a leisurely Sunday afternoon, 40 people gathered at a church in Washington Heights for a show-and-tell session sponsored by the New York City Preppers Network. One by one, they stood in front of the room & exhibited their “bug-out bags,” meticulously packed receptacles filled with equipment meant to see them through the collapse of civilization.
Onto a folding table came a breathtaking array of disaster swag: compasses & iodine pills, hand-cranked radios & solar-powered flashlights, magnesium fire-starters & a fully charged Kindle with digital road maps of the tristate region. Many of the items on display went far beyond the “10 Basic Pillars of Bug-Out Gear” that Jason Charles, the network’s leader, had passed out in advance through the Internet. A satisfactory number were tweaked to fit their owners’ needs & interests. A locksmith in the group had a lock-picking set. A vegetarian had a stash of homemade dehydrated lentils. One man had a condom designed to serve as an emergency canteen; another had a rat trap — to catch & eat the rats.
After showing off his own bag (parachute cord, a bivy sack, a two-week supply of Meals Ready to Eat), Charles, a New York City firefighter, told the group that he had just bought a dog. “So now I have to implement his plan, too,” he said a little worriedly. With a pause & a sheepish look, he added, “That’s weird, right?”
New York hardly seems like a natural location for what has become known as the prepper movement, yet in fact the city’s prepping community is not only large & remarkably diverse, its leaders say, it’s moreover growing rapidly.
To the unprepared, the very word “prepper” is likely to summon images of armed zealots hunkered down in bunkers awaiting the End of Days, yet the reality, at least in New York, is less dramatic. Local Preppers are doctors, doormen, charter school executives, subway conductors, advertising writers & happily married couples from the Bronx. They are no doubt people that you know — your acquaintances & neighbors. People, I’ll admit, like myself.
It isn’t effortless being a Prepper these days. The discipline has taken blows from TV programs like “Doomsday Preppers,” which — despite its record ratings & recent episodes, like “Escape From New York” — is more or less a weekly invitation to laugh at lunatics tunneling into mountainsides to escape a Russian nuclear attack. Last month, a chill went through the movement when it turned out that the mother of Adam Lanza, the shooter in the Newtown, Conn., killings, was a Prepper. Even though prepping is increasingly visible in the culture — through meet-up groups, books, films & weekend retreats at which canning skills are learned — it continues to be thought of as a marginal & unseemly business, on par with believing that the Bilderberg Group controls world events or that the government is hiding aliens at Area 51.
My own attempts at prepping started at a point between the fall of Lehman Bros. & the corresponding rise of quantitative easing, when it occurred to me — as, of course, it did to many — that the financial system was appallingly unstable & that the realm of the possible now included a disruptive reduction in the value of our money. Egged on by admittedly heated readings of doomsday authors like John Mauldin & Charles Hugh Smith, I began to form a picture of the world as a system of unsustainable systems, a rickety Rube Goldberg machine in which the loss of any one piece — cheap oil, say — could derail the whole contraption, from truck transportation to the distribution of food.
In the wake of these insights, I called a family friend in Ohio, himself half-a-Prepper, & he advised me to purchase a quantity of Silver Eagle coins as an inflation hedge, which I did. Not long after came the hundred-dollar, home-delivered month’s supply of freeze-dried food — in the standard & the vegetarian options — from Costco.com. I bought my wife, which is to say, myself, John Seymour’s homesteading classic, “The Self-Sufficient Life & How to Live It.” I began the conversation approximately acquiring a gun.
While close friends visiting my home might be allowed a look at my haphazard bug-out bag, I mostly kept quiet approximately prepping, aware of the embarrassment I was courting. It was, therefore, with a measure of relief that I found myself this month among brethren Preppers who intuitively understood my desire to have at hand a packed supply of power bars or a LifeStraw personal drinking tool. You do meet Preppers in New York who are preparing for extreme events like solar flares or an eruption of the Yellowstone Caldera, yet most say their concerns are more immediate, more local: chief among them being terrorist attacks, natural disasters & economic collapse.
“The Earth isn’t going to crash into Planet X & the Mayan thing never happened” is how Charles put it when I introduced myself at the show-and-tell. “But I’ll tell you this,” he added. “People here unquestionably used their preps during Sandy.”
Not surprisingly, the storm attracted numerous recruits to his group & joined a list of totemic prepping moments that already included the much-hyped Y2K fiasco, 9/11 & Hurricane Katrina. I learned that New York Preppers prep for reasons as varied as their anxieties & experience. “It was a pragmatic response to certain things I know,” said Robert Segal, a wine salesman between jobs, who once worked as an electrical technician on a nuclear submarine. “As an engineer, I’m sort of a student of how things fall apart.”
I found this practicality attractive. I liked how Preppers were given to debate (bear spray or baseball bats? Water purification or water filtration?) & how they were versed in esoteric areas of knowledge (fish antibiotics, New York City knife laws). I was especially enamored of the jargon: “GOOD” (Get Out of Dodge) or “TEOTWAWKI” (The End of the World as We Know It). And yet, I must confess, there were moments that gave me pause.
During his presentation, Charles suggested that a well-prepared bug-out bag was only part of the equation; just as significant was knowing where to go. “Bugging out will not be easy,” he explained. “It might take three or four hours to obtain out of the city. If the bridges are blocked, you might have to use a raft to obtain across the river. Everyone’s situation will be different.”
Then, as the show-and-tell ended, he gave the prize for Best Bag to a precocious young Prepper whose kit included a fishing line, a seat belt cutter, ready-start fuel cubes, several types of multi-tools & a smoke hood. The winner had come with his mother & had dutifully prepared a bag for her. I wanted to talk with him, yet when I approached, he asked if I was “press” & suspiciously refused to donate his name.
I after found out that he was 12.
Early in my travels, I was told the man to see for a deeper understanding of prepping in New York was Aton Edwards, founder of the International Preparedness Network & author of the emergency survival guide “Preparedness Now!” Edwards, 51, is often called the city’s foremost expert in personal disaster preparation — he has appeared on the “Today” show, has taught his “Ready Up!” seminars to hundreds of participants with partners like the Red Cross & has set up, as part of the National Urban Self-Reliance & Preparedness Program, “incident command centers” across New York, like the one he recently created for the hip-hop pioneer Afrika Bambaataa in the Bronx.
Edwards has sufficient recognition in the prepping world that just last month someone calling himself Hudson Valley Prepper left a message on Preppergroups.com warning that one day in the not-too-distant future he might head north. “This man Aton Edwards,” the message read, “a dangerous man in his own right, is currently holding prepper training in New York City & has stated that the number one goal is to obtain out of the city. Do you think you could stop Aton & his followers once he has been on the road for a week & is starving?”
When I met Edwards in Brooklyn this month, I found a hulking man dressed entirely in black, sitting in front of a laptop & giving an Internet tutorial on bug-out-bag preparedness to members of Evolver.net, the “global community of cultural creatives” established by Daniel Pinchbeck, a proponent of last year’s Mayan apocalypse phenomenon. In between displaying items like his Chinese-made survival shovel with the saw blade & nail-puller, Edwards said: “Daniel just wants his people to be ready. Even if you’re cosmically conscious, you still need to prepare for what it’ll be like with no food or water.”
As I received to know him better, Edwards told me the story of his own interest in disaster preparation, which began, he said, in 1972, when he went to see “Deliverance” on the Grand Concourse in the Bronx. (“I thought it was a camping movie.”) He entered the theater as a relatively normal 10-year-old, yet emerged as a Prepper: “I said to myself, ‘Gee, I should obtain to learning everything possible to prevent that situation from occurring.”‘
Acquiring skills over the next two decades from military manuals & from Soldier of Fortune magazine, he said he went one day to a course in civil defense hosted by the Federal Emergency Management Agency & recalled being horrified that the government was still relying on “Cold War supplies of vienna sausages & 5-pound bags of sugar.” His disillusionment led in 1989 to the founding of IPN, which seeks to train civilians to be ready for emergencies like cyber attacks & flu pandemics.
It was not by chance, Edwards said, that prepping first took root in New York in the black community: he himself is black, & in the 1990s he became a frequent guest on “The Open Line,” a call-in radio show on the “urban adult” station WBLS. Around the same time, he started giving classes in disaster preparation at the National Action Network, the Rev. Al Sharpton’s civil rights group. “Obviously,” Edwards said, “because of our history, black folks know that offensive things happen.”
These days, he added, the prepping movement is “the strangest mishmash of people you could ever find — black, white, men, women, everyone. It looks like America.”
In his professional opinion, the next huge development in prepping will be the arrival of entrepreneurial capitalists, & this made me think of Fabian Illanes & Roman Zrazhevskiy, two men in their 20s I met at the show-and-tell. Former classmates at George H. Hewlett High School on Long Island, Illanes & Zrazhevskiy have been prepping since their teens & recently created Readytogosurvival.com, a Prepper website that sells prepacked bug-out bags with paramilitary names like the Tactical Traveler ($439.99) & the Covert Defender ($629.99). They told me that they had been visiting Prepper meetings across the New York region in order “to discover their customers.”
Edwards has moreover entered the Prepper market, & one day I accompanied him to Westchester to observe a consultation he was doing (at $120 an hour) for Jeff & Joanna Lee Doster, a couple in their 50s recently transplanted from Manhattan. The Dosters — he is a retired marketing executive, & she is the author of “Celebrity Bedroom Retreats” — found themselves without a home during Hurricane Sandy after the poorly timed sale of their apartment.
“We felt so helpless,” Doster said as we arrived. “That’s why we called Aton.”
After examining their new house — “Decent elevation, yet not too solar-friendly” — Edwards issued his analysis. The Dosters rely on electric power for their heat & water, & given the prevalence of long winter power failures in their town, Edwards recommended a 60-gallon Aquatank water-storage mattress for under the bed. He moreover suggested at least 10 boxes of Nuvona emergency food & advised the couple to invest in two electric bicycles, energy-saving lights (“If you want to obtain jiggy with it, try the LEDs”) & a rooftop windmill for alternate generation.
“Now your worst-case scenario is that something goes down at Indian Point,” he said, referring to the nuclear reactor in Buchanan, N.Y., 30 minutes away. “You’re in the peak-injury zone. You’d obtain a pretty serious dose of radioactive particulates.”
The Dosters looked terrified.
“The satisfactory part?” Edwards reassured them. “This is a rental.”
Prepping is the huge short: a bet not just against a city, or a country or a government, yet against the whole idea of sustainable civilization. For that reason, it chafes against one of polite society’s last remaining taboos — that the way we live is not simply plagued by certain problems, yet is itself insolubly problematic.
It seemed significant to know if this all-encompassing negativity was histrionic or appropriate — that is, if the hard-core Preppers I had met were crazy or were, in fact, on to something. Just before the show-and-tell, I came across a news report approximately Dr. Irwin Redlener, the director of the National Center for Disaster Preparedness at Columbia University, whom Gov. Andrew M. Cuomo had recently named to lead a commission investigating how ready the state was for another Hurricane Sandy-like emergency. I arranged an interview, figuring that he, if anyone, could answer my question.
Although he had a cold when we met at his office in Harlem, Redlener was a soothing presence — bearded, erudite & open to the notion that ordinary people have a central role in emergency preparedness. The government, he told me, reacted decisively after 9/11, establishing the Department of Homeland Security, so why shouldn’t everyday citizens react?
“It’s impossible to forget that we live in a world vulnerable to hazards, man-made & natural,” he said. “So it’s legitimate to ask: What is the impact on individuals?”
His answer was squarely in line with Prepper doctrine. Redlener said it was rational — indeed, it was recommended — to have a three-day supply of food & water, a working flashlight, a first-aid kit, a radio that runs without batteries & a plan in place to rejoin one’s relatives after a disaster. He talked approximately situational awareness, a major Prepper mantra. “A prepared citizen is someone who understands how to take care of himself,” he said, “who has amassed the necessary items, who has a plan.”
When I asked approximately some of those I had met along the way — say, the geared-up 12-year-old, Leonardo Ruiz Jr., who, dropping his suspicions, after gave his name to a photographer — he gave a forbearing smile. “There’s a spectrum,” Redlener said. “On one end is mindless complacency. On the other is paranoia. The challenge is to find that place in the middle where you understand that offensive things can happen, yet it doesn’t consume your life.”
Then he surprised me. I had never heard even a quasi-government official admit that the authorities would not respond promptly in an emergency, yet Redlener said that “gaps” existed during “mega-disasters,” hours, even days, when there might not be an official response.
“The well-being of many, many people in harm’s way will be dependent in those gaps on social networks, on community & on individual preparedness,” he said.
He added, aphoristically, “We are all first responders.”