The key to our survival in the next two or three years is good surveillance.

When you're out there by yourself, all of sudden you start thinking about survival. You're thinking, 'God, what does this group of animals want?

You make the vaccine all by yourself.

Theoretically you could have a vaccine in a tomato.

Sauve qui peut. To survive
we’d all turn thief

and rascal, or so says the fox,
with her coat of an elegant scoundrel,
her white knife of a smile,
who knows just where she’s going:

to steal something
that doesn’t belong to her -
some chicken, or one more chance,
or other life.

My haters claim I'm not a survivalist, but so far I've survived them and their nonsense so who says I can't survive anything else?