move, get a bunker and hide (i hear there is a recently emptied compund in West Texas) or stay in the real world and cope. The almost dirty pleasure taken from handwringing in doomsday threads gives a clue as to what consumes those who are waiting until their prostate is large enough to become the dominant topic of conversation. Do all a favor: go out, find a friend, enjoy the sun, and talk about anything for the afternoon other than socio-politica-economic concerns. go on. It will do you a world of good.

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Steph
If you get a warning, put on yer manpants and stop whining about it.