No, I do not want to survive Nuclear holocaust, I like my skin on my body, not bubbling somewhere off of me. And I like modern conveniences, as well.
I might be able to survive Bio-Holocaust, if I am prepared, just go back to my Navy training and have gas masks and supplies for me and my family.
If we come to that, I might not want to live, anyway.
It would all depend on if my children would survive.
I wouldn’t want to live in a world with out my children.
Most nights I don’t even want to survive the prime-time lineup, so my vote is a resounding “NO!”
The worst part would be having to decide between Harry Belafonte and Mel Ferrer . . .
It all depends on my finding a library and not having my glasses break… 
Zev Steinhardt
I can be Mad Max!
Oh my goodness. No contest. Harry Belafonte !!! That man has exceptional muscle definition, and gosh can he make music .
Don’t be too sure about that. Back when people who listened to Art Bell were certain that the End of the World™ was just around the corner, one of them called a credit card company to ask what they would do if it was announced that a giant something was going to wipe out all life on Earth. The credit card company said that they’d let people rack up all the debt they wanted to since it wouldn’t matter if we did all get wiped out, and if we didn’t get wiped out, then someone would have to pay back the bills. Additionally, they said that they kept back up copies of their records in old missile silos, so that if the disaster wasn’t completely catastrophic…
That was my first thought. Assuming things would be like the Fallout series afterwards, where I can carry around all the guns I want and form my own little Empire in a post-apocalyptic wasteland, sign me up!