Most of the people in my political circle have bug-out bags. They have these gigantic bags filled with stuff they’ll need to survive an apocalyptic event: a nuclear bomb, the eruption of the Yellowstone caldera, the collapse of the financial system, an electro-magnetic pulse, the end of The Walking Dead, etc. I’m often chastised for owning numerous guns but refusing to get into prepping. Sorry. I’m thoroughly uninterested in “prepping.” I don’t own a bug-out bag. Here’s why . . .