I once dated a girl who was 20 at the time who I would have married but she wasn’t ready to settle down. I met her parents once and her dad was a anti-gov conspiracy nut who had his own arsenal in their basement. I thought she was different and had a mind of her own.
Lost track of her for about 10 years then reconnected on facebook. She dropped out of college, got married, moved to hicksville and turned loonier than her dad. All her posts on facebook are anti-goverment, anti-vax, pro-conspiracy, pro-jesus, anti-science, pro-woo, crap.
No way I would have lasted more than a year being married to her.
Before I knew where she ended up she was kind of “the one that got away”. Now she is most certainly “the bullet that I dodged”.
I’ll stay with Fred, but only on the condition that we visit Snug Harbor more often than every six months. I’ve always wanted a bat cave!
Only three modern semiautomatic rifles? Meh, not much of a survivalist is she 
I voted stay with her, “survivalism” has a negative connotation to the general public (A.K.A “Sheeple” to the survivalist), I see nothing wrong with preparadness though.
I voted “I’m definitely staying with Fred; the shelter is just icing on the cake.”
From the OP I do not detect any crazy. Some disaster could happen. I do not want to survive certain disasters*; but perhaps with my beloved Fred at my side I would find the courage to want to stick around.
- Nuclear
Well, Fred was obviously planning to be down there by herself. I expect that she’s already near the point of diminishing returns for a one-person arsenal. In her place, if I were adding one other adult, I’d add no more than one more weapon of each type.
I voted stay with her, “survivalism” has a negative connotation to the general public (A.K.A “Sheeple” to the survivalist), I see nothing wrong with preparadness though.
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What more would you do? Fred clearly likes you and may appreciate input.
Though perhaps not too much. Anything involving a big construction project is going to draw attention, and Fred may not be willing to risk that.
Speaking as OP rather than poster:
If y’all are in a committed relationship, she’ll surely be on board with that; you can change out the supplies more regularly. Gasoline or whatever fuel Fred is using doesn’t have an unlimited shelf life, after all, so a once-a-quarter trip is a better idea than twice a year.
But it’s not a batcave. You can’t drive in and out, and there’s no giant penny or robot dinosaur. And probably no cable television, or any other entertainment electronics.
I am not certain I understand you, so I will propose a subthetical to let you clarify.
Let’s say Fred is right, and the downtrodden masses got all headchoppy in the city you live. You’re with Fred at the farm when this happens, so Fred decides to hunker down, ready to head into Snug Harbor if the mob comes to the gate. Are you going to go back to the city to try to rescue these other persons? What makes you think you have the necessary skills to find and help them? Who ARE these people, anyway?
I’m presuming these aren’t your minor children we’re talking about. Presumably, if the social unrest had gotten that bad there would have been warning, and you’d have brought them to the farm earlier – right?
Probably books, at least. Fred’s a genius polymath, which to me equals reader. Maybe board games as well – and if not, just bring some down! There have to be nooks and crannies where you can store small items like that.
I don’t drink a lot, so maybe I’m the wrong person to chime in–but I think that, if it’s a disaster that y’all could wait out in Snug Harbor, two people + confined space + easy access to guns + booze = bad things happening.
Do you want to survive a dinosaur-killer-type asteroid, or did you just leave that out?
Ack! That’s supposed to be “with the 99%.”
Beer is disgusting. And I want three bowls of stew - one of each.
I voted “definitely stay.”
Assuming that The Druidess does not exist in this world, or if she does, is not my wife, then I’ll raise “Fred” to 7NT in our last bridge game, deal with the mysterious stranger that knocks on the door right before the bombs fall, have a series of adventures with her in the ensuing alternate time line, return to be the mysterious stranger through vague time travel events, and help to establish our freehold, complete with free kittens and bridge lessons. One of the cats will be named Pixel, and may occasionally wander off to appear in Spider Robinson novels.
Any of this is a problem, weird or unusual how? What exactly is the catch? Is she a racist? In which case no. Does she want me to commit crimes? No. She is a rich, hot 20 year old with secret lair? Other than that I’m way too old for her, this is a dream catch. Next you’re going to be asking me if I were Major Nelson would I be taking advantage of Jeannie. Or have you already done that? The answer is yes. Will she let me take boinking breaks preparing great meals and playing video game?
I’m also at the point in my life where any 20 year old woman looks really good, even if I wouldn’t have been attracted 30 years ago.
I’d stay with Fred. Not wild about the people-killing weaponry (hunting weaponry is cool) but I’ll live with it.
You may want to re-read the OP. She’s at least in her 30s, could be older.
How very sensible of her - things could get very dodgy indeed after Scottish independence. 
More seriously, if she has prepared for the worst, then she has also prepared for less extreme issues. It means there’s a good stock of water and food and medical supplies, which might be useful if your town gets quarantined or a plane drops out of the sky or there’s a tornado or hurricane or whatever. Guns are way down the list.
Fred is batshit crazy and no amount of money would entice me to shack up with her. I’ll take my chances out in the real world.
As long as I don’t have to listen to survivalist doom-and-gloom every day, I’m glad to be with him. Once a week is cool, though. My fiance and I have (for fun, but semi-seriously) discussed a bug-out location in case of zombie apocalypse. His family has a lake house in rural PA. I doubt we’d make it long, but (if we could get there) we’d make it longer than the majority–and no, you can’t come.
I’m pretty much married to Fred already. And I’m staying until the zombie apocalypse.
I have no problem with Winifred as stated. I respect people that are prepared, what they are doing can’t hurt much and might help a lot.
I’m going to pass on voting.
First of all, I am (like many other respondents, apparently) reluctant to characterize Winifred as either paranoid OR a survivalist.
More to the point, I don’t find myself attracted to the bucolic lifestyle in which she appears to be at home. In this respect, I find the prospect of her choo-choo-choos[ing] me to be implausible.
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I’d like some beef stew, please, as I prefer to not deal with rabbit bones; and, while their hairs make excellent sweaters and blankets, members of the ovine species are not made out of what I generally am willing to call “food.” I would also like some beer.