Well, calling me a "survivalist" insults the livin' crap out of me. I am only in the sense that I intend to survive in the same manner that I have been all these years -- I don't need nor do I want a little bunker in the big woods stockpiled with food for a couple of centuries, batteries for the same length of time, and enough guns and ammo to fight both World Wars I and II.

Now, Chongo (who used to be Chonga) is another story. Of course, Chongo/a is dead -- or at least brain dead, but no one has been able to tell which it is.