jimvanpelt (jimvanpelt) wrote,


Summer of the Apocalypse, which came out in 2006, is still selling and garnering reviews at Amazon.com.  Thank goodness for print on demand and e-books!

A new review for the book showed up today that used an acronym I hadn't heard before.  The enthusiastic reader said, "If you want a damn good EOTWAWKI tale, this one's for you."

burtI had to Google it.  EOTWAWKI means "end of the world as we know it."  Who would have guessed?  One of the dictionaries I read said it's a common term among survivalists and gun enthusiasts.  It's closely related to SHTF, which means, "when the shit hits the fan."  I don't know what happened to the "w" in that acronym.

Following reviews and discussions of Summer of the Apocalypse, I've found that there is a lively readership for post-apocalyptic tales on survivalists' blogs and forums, although the discussions are interestingly skewed away from the novels' literary value and more focused on the accuracy or helpfulness of the portrayals of post-apocalyptic behavior.  Woe to the post-apocalyptic author who gets his gun facts wrong on those forums!

I read a hysterical discussion on one board of two cinematic survivalist heroes: Burt and Heather Gummer, who were the inspiration for the acronym, WWBD, "what would Burt do?"  Burt and Heather are the characters with the amazingly well-stocked basement in the 1990 movie, Tremors.  After killing one of the "motherhumpers" that breached the wall of their house, Burt uttered the memorable line, "Broke into the wrong God damn rec room, didn't ya you bastard!"

It's also Burt who says, as he and his wife are abandoning their house in the desert, "Food for five years, a thousand gallons of gas, air filtration, water filtration, Geiger counter. Bomb shelter! Underground... God damn monsters."
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