I was at the airport, killing time in a Hudson News with a luxury-travel-magazine feature about Cara Delevingne’s favorite private island, when another magazine caught my eye. In bold type, a cover line blared: “What if Your Ocean Liner Is Hijacked?” This event seemed about as likely to happen to me as a visit to Cara Delevingne’s favorite private island, so I purchased both. As I waited to board, I started flipping through the second magazine, Recoil Offgrid. It’s a sister publication to Recoil, the “firearm lifestyle” magazine, but geared toward the more apocalypse-minded. Whereas most prepper culture skews rural, Offgrid welcomes those who live on the grid — and are utterly terrified about what would happen if the grid turned off.
The boat hijacking story was part of “What If?” a recurring feature that is Offgrid’s most addictive: it blends fiction, journalism and alarmingly evocative illustrations to describe the most agonizing ways to die in modern life — and offers expert advice on how to avoid or escape them. Examples include “What if You Were Trapped in a Mass Shooting?” “What if You Have to Deliver a Baby Without Medical Help?” “What if Your Utilities Are Indefinitely Disrupted?” and “What if Your Subway Is Attacked With Chemical Weapons?” Each scenario begins with some fictional mise-en-scène: “The rhythmic vibrations of the subway car had almost lulled me back to sleep, even though the cabin was crowded with morning commuters,” the chemical-attack story opens. “It was working, until the passengers at the end of the subway car started screaming.” Written in the first- or second-person, this setup imagines the unimaginable, in granular detail.
The fictional protagonist always has an identity: In the subway story, “you” are depicted as a bookish intellectual who takes the 7 train to Columbia University for a lecture. (Forgive them for reimagining the 7 train’s route; Offgrid is based in California.) Sometimes the identity is a story unto itself, like in “What if You’re Stranded in the Desert?” Here, “you” are “a portly sales executive in your early 50s named Mark, about to depart on a long road trip back home to Wichita, Kan. You dropped off your daughter, Laura, at her new home for the next four years: New Mexico State University. Despite the tears and laughs, the trip was a success, thanks to your trusted ’90 Ford F-150.” But then your vehicle breaks down on an unmarked road in the middle of nowhere, and your phone’s GPS doesn’t work.
Bullet points outline vital information like the season, place and weather. (100 degrees and sunny in New Mexico? Of course your old truck overheated, you fat fool!) And then a panel of experts explains your options for saving yourself. It’s like reading all of the possible endings in a Choose Your Own Adventure novel — while knowing the “adventure” could actually happen, if you choose poorly in real life, or if your luck runs out.
The experts who appear in “What If?” are paramedics, firefighters, a guy who trains Navy SEALs and the occasional lawyer for ominous consultation on self-defense laws. Their professional advice would seem to offer an antidote to the anxieties “What If?” stirs up. But like all great literary works, “What If?” resists simple resolution: The panelists rarely agree on what you must, or must not, do to survive. In the advice portion of the ocean-liner story, a former cop recommends “establishing an operable militia of ship patrons.” But a professional survivalist argues that resistance would be futile in your average hijacked-by-ISIS-backed-pirates scenario: “You’re not going to go up against an AK-47-wielding attacker with a rolled-up magazine or a butter knife.” Smarter to barricade yourself in your room with a satellite telephone and call the State Department.
Among the contradictions, there is a more abstract form of comfort — a tacit acknowledgment that, though we may struggle mightily to influence fate, we can never entirely predict or control it. Offgrid’s “What If?” does for disaster what Penthouse letters do for sex: It vividly describes events that its readers may have contemplated, or even obsessed over, but lack the imagination or information to really bring to life. (What nuclear war and three-way sex have in common: public interest vastly outpaces real-world probability.)
But amid this chaos, “What If?” also provides small points of stability. Chlorine gas, I learned, is heavier than air. In the event of a chlorine attack, you should not crawl on the floor, as you might in a fire, but stand and seek higher ground. If you come across a rattlesnake while you are trapped in the desert, hold still — rattlesnakes track movement with ground vibrations.
“What If?” may be doomsday pornography, but whereas apocalyptic religions promise eternal bliss for followers after the storm, “What If?” sees bliss in the lives its readers already have. After all, to care about catastrophe and to fear loss, you must value that which you have. Before descending into chaos, “What If?” tends toward bourgeois idyll: “You” are a proud father who successfully raised a newly independent daughter. “You” have a loving spouse and enough money to take them on a cruise. “You” ride a secret uptown 7 train where there’s always a seat. Yes, the survivalists of Offgrid think you should toughen up — but only so you can preserve, and return to, that which is soft and sweet.B:
开奖纪录2016年完整版【那】【老】【者】【一】【听】【里】【正】【的】【话】，【瞬】【间】【明】【白】【师】【爷】【的】【问】【话】，【连】【忙】【说】【道】：“【小】【的】【今】【年】【三】【十】【三】。” 【师】【爷】【一】【听】，【大】【吃】【一】【惊】，【简】【直】【不】【敢】【相】【信】【自】【己】【的】【眼】【睛】，【面】【前】【这】【样】【一】【个】【老】【者】【居】【然】【才】【三】【十】【三】【岁】，【天】【啊】，【他】【到】【底】【经】【历】【了】【什】【么】？ 【看】【着】【眼】【角】【和】【额】【头】【深】【深】【的】【皱】【纹】，【还】【有】【两】【鬓】【斑】【白】【的】【头】【发】，【和】【微】【微】【驼】【着】【的】【背】，【还】【有】【那】【枯】【黑】【的】【双】【手】，【怎】【么】【也】【不】【敢】【相】【信】【面】
“【老】【毒】，【你】【看】【林】【闯】【方】【才】【有】【何】【异】【样】？” 【毒】【宗】【之】【主】【时】【刻】【注】【意】【着】【投】【射】【中】【的】【林】【闯】，【摇】【头】【不】【解】【道】：“【方】【才】【他】【收】【下】【三】【枚】【印】【记】，【看】【似】【艰】【难】，【但】【却】【有】【种】【说】【不】【出】【的】【感】【觉】。” 【林】【闯】【身】【在】【幻】【想】【境】【域】，【完】【全】【不】【用】【为】【林】【闯】【的】【安】【危】【担】【心】。【而】【林】【闯】【的】【一】【举】【一】【动】，【却】【时】【刻】【吸】【引】【着】【几】【位】【领】【导】【者】【的】【目】【光】。 【代】【飞】【言】【道】：“【如】【鱼】【得】【水】。” 【毒】【宗】【之】【主】【一】
【我】【一】【直】【在】【尽】【量】【避】【免】【让】【本】【书】【太】【监】，【因】【为】【如】【果】【太】【监】，【就】【是】【这】【本】【书】【第】【二】【次】【被】【太】【监】【了】…… 【一】【本】【书】【两】【次】【太】【监】，【这】【可】【能】【也】【是】【一】【个】【奇】【葩】。 2012【年】【的】【时】【候】，【第】【一】【次】【动】【笔】，【写】【的】【就】【是】【这】【个】【故】【事】。 【当】【时】【因】【为】【是】【兼】【职】【写】，【成】【绩】【不】【好】，【就】【太】【监】【了】。 【这】【本】【书】【也】【成】【了】【我】【的】【一】【个】【执】【念】，【后】【面】【连】【续】【写】【了】【六】【七】【本】，【这】【个】【故】【事】【依】【旧】【想】【写】【完】。
【不】【过】【这】【些】【问】【题】【对】【裂】【头】【蚴】【来】【说】【根】【本】【不】【算】【什】【么】，【裂】【头】【蚴】【可】【比】【这】【些】【金】【属】【绒】【毛】【细】【多】【了】，【简】【直】【到】【了】【肉】【眼】【不】【可】【见】【的】【地】【步】，【现】【在】【所】【看】【见】【的】【丝】【絮】【状】【物】【质】【都】【是】【由】【成】【百】【上】【千】【的】【裂】【头】【蚴】【聚】【集】【在】【一】【起】【形】【成】【的】。 【极】【小】【的】【体】【型】【以】【及】【高】【智】【商】【和】【高】【执】【行】【力】，【使】【它】【们】【完】【全】【可】【以】【执】【行】【这】【种】【超】【精】【细】【工】【作】，【外】【物】【接】【触】【会】【触】【发】【爆】【炸】【也】【不】【是】【什】【么】【问】【题】，【裂】【头】【蚴】【们】【完】【全】【可】开奖纪录2016年完整版【赵】【夫】【人】【先】【是】【一】【愣】，【继】【而】【大】【喜】，【她】【激】【动】【地】【拉】【住】【了】【陈】【春】【燕】【的】【胳】【膊】，“【真】，【真】【的】【吗】？【我】【女】【儿】，【她】【她】【真】【的】【被】【救】【回】【来】【了】？” 【陈】【春】【燕】【点】【头】，“【是】【的】。” 【赵】【夫】【人】【狂】【喜】【着】，【但】【她】【很】【快】【就】【发】【现】【陈】【春】【燕】【的】【表】【情】【特】【别】【严】【肃】，【立】【刻】【意】【识】【到】【不】【对】【劲】【了】，“【慧】【娘】【她】【是】【不】【是】【不】【好】【了】？” 【陈】【春】【燕】【点】【头】，【拉】【着】【赵】【夫】【人】【往】【教】【室】【里】【面】【走】，“【有】【的】【话】，【回】
“【大】【哥】，【你】【是】【想】【用】【这】【样】【的】【办】【法】【直】【接】【把】【那】【个】【臭】【女】【人】【给】【解】【决】【吗】？” 【等】【苏】【虹】【出】【了】【角】【斗】【场】【后】，【早】【就】【等】【在】【外】【面】【的】【苏】【紫】【满】【脸】【期】【盼】【地】【上】【前】【询】【问】【求】【证】【着】。 【原】【本】【他】【都】【已】【经】【放】【弃】【跟】【那】【臭】【女】【人】【算】【账】【了】，【但】【却】【没】【想】【到】【大】【哥】【竟】【忽】【然】【决】【定】【让】【那】【臭】【女】【人】【上】【角】【斗】【台】。 【并】【且】【角】【斗】【的】【对】【象】【还】【是】【已】【经】【连】【赢】【七】【十】【五】【场】、【几】【乎】【可】【以】【说】【有】【九】【成】【九】【机】【率】【成】【为】【连】【赢】
【第】【二】【节】【比】【赛】，【李】【瑞】【派】【上】【了】【路】【易】【斯】.【威】【廉】【姆】【斯】、【阿】【弗】【拉】【罗】、【加】【西】【亚】、【詹】【姆】【斯】.【波】【西】、【兰】【德】【里】【的】【全】【替】【补】【阵】【容】。 【其】【实】NBA【球】【队】【在】【这】【种】【衔】【接】【段】【时】【间】【很】【少】【会】【上】【全】【替】【补】【阵】【容】，【一】【般】【会】【让】【一】【个】【或】【两】【个】【首】【发】【球】【员】【带】【着】【替】【补】【阵】【容】【打】，【这】【样】【不】【仅】【可】【以】【保】【证】【上】【场】【阵】【容】【的】【实】【力】，【也】【可】【以】【让】【球】【队】【的】【攻】【防】【战】【术】【有】【延】【续】【性】。 【而】【且】【李】【瑞】【派】【上】【的】【这】【个】(来源：康新芳)