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Tuesday, August 16, 2016

EMP: The End of The Grid As We Know It

Blog Post For Inside Apocalypse
August 16, 2016
By Cal Wilson


I just wrote and published a book about the phenomenon of the high-altitude electromagnetic pulse, known as EMP, and the disastrous effects it would have on the United States and Canada if an EMP was ever unleashed.  My book is now available on Kindle, at the American Amazon website here, and on the Canadian Amazon website here.

EMP is caused by a nuclear explosion at a high altitude.  While the early days of the nuclear age focused on the damage that could be done to targets on the ground by a near-ground-level nuclear explosion, a much more crippling method of damaging a target would be to detonate a nuclear bomb high in the atmosphere above the target.  Such a high-level nuclear detonation would cause a cascade of electrons downward that would instantly and irreparably destroy all of the electronics on the ground below.

EMP has not been very well-studied and has many mysteries surrounding it.  It is almost as if the EMP feature of nuclear bombs was discovered by accident, and by the time the EMP potential was realized by the defense community in the 1950’s and early 1960’s, an atmospheric test ban treaty was signed, which caused all EMP tests to stop abruptly.  All of our current knowledge of EMPs is based upon the few high-altitude nuclear tests that were conducted in the 1950’s and 1960’s by the United States and the Soviet Union, and some mathematical models.

What we do know about EMPs should alarm everyone.  Whereas a typical lightning strike would produce an isolated, instantaneous electrical burst on a tiny area, of several hundred thousand volts per meter, an EMP attack above the United States or Canada would produce a country-wide electrical wave of 35 – 60,000 volts per meter.  This is enough to destroy the country’s entire electrical system and infrastructure.  All communications, the power grid, engines that use electronic circuitry, electrically-based medical devices; almost everything electrical would be permanently destroyed by a precise EMP attack.

A prominent government scientist who has studied EMPs has estimated that because of the resulting starvation, disease, and societal breakdown, at least 90% of the American population would die within one year of an EMP attack.  At one time, a congressional commission, set up to study the effects of EMPs, estimated a two-thirds mortality rate, but whatever the true mortality rate of an EMP attack, it would be such a catastrophic figure that the United States would probably not remain intact.

I started the book with an educational Introduction that goes into a lot of the science involved in an EMP, and some info on small nuclear bombs, including the now-lost Soviet suitcase bombs.  Then I wrote a story of a man stuck in a far-away town when the EMP happens.  He spends the rest of the book trying to get home alive.  Along the way, he must battle prison breaks, food riots, criminal gangs, looters, cannibals, terrorist sleeper cells, nuclear fallout, and otherwise total anarchy in his quest to get home.

There is an Afterword at the end of the book, in which I advise the reader on how to survive an EMP.  I include a lot of tips I had in a book I wrote last year, entitled Dirt Cheap Valuable Prepping.  But in the Afterword of the EMP book, I go into detail on the idea of a Faraday Cage.

A Faraday Cage is important, and let me explain why: it is possible to have a ham radio, or any electrical device, survive an EMP attack if the electrical item is inside a Faraday cage.  A Faraday cage is an ammo can or metal trash can that is sealed up, so that electrical waves go around and not through the items inside.  When the EMP is over, the person with a Faraday cage can get the items out and still use them.  In chapter 16 of my book, there is a high-school aged kid who charges food and water to use his still-working ham radio to report news that he has heard across the globe, and he even offers to try and locate family across the country with his ham radio.

The book is doing well, and I hope it educates people on EMP.  Check it out.

Thanks,

--Cal Wilson
Author
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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Mike's Diary 137 - 1 Last Request

Since we separated from Jack, everyone stayed silent. No one talked, they just couldn't believe that Jack decided to leave us, that is until Julie told me what she heard. Man, it really is fucked up, humanity is destroyed, and we are left with nothing. Victor, Moses, and Jess are cooking something in the bonfire right now, it's been too long that I haven't heard from Jack. Is he still alive? I was sitting there just playing around with the walkie-talkie hoping that a static from Jack would come up. We are not yet at the cave that I have been talking about. Still a long way from that, and when we were all eating, chatting, and drinking, a noise shut us up. It was a static from the walkie-talkie that I've rested right beside the log that Julie and I were sitting on. Everyone looked at me, then the walkie. There were a lot of static but I still did make out a word or two "Mike, if you're still there say something, copy."



I quickly grabbed the walkie and mashed the side button to talk back
"Jack?"
"Hey Mike, it's been a while bud. Sorry that I didn't tell you about what Julie has probably told you."
"It's alright, at least now I know why you want to do your shit so bad, heh.."
"Yeah, it's fine. It's all good, and hey! Good news is I got another person who might be willing to do this with me. Name's Kathy"

"Yeah? That's great Jack, that really is. Glad you checked back on us."
"About that, I just want to tell you guys to go back to the river where we stayed and lost Mike last time. Remember?"

"Yeah, crystal clear. Why?"

"Just go there, you'll see my sign. Oh and I left something for you under a tree trunk, dig it out, about 2 feet deep. The only evergreen tree with white paint on it."

"Oh okay, so where are you?"

"Nice Mike, you're not coming over. Well, I wish you all the best. Good-bye for now, tell me when you're there!"
"10-4" I said.

I couldn't sleep that night, and we all decided to do what Jack has requested. We packed up, and travel as fast as we can the next morning.



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Thursday, July 3, 2014

Sign me Up as a Sniper Force - Mike's Diary Day 78

Well, the hunting group was a success, proud to have them around. The holes-digger group also did  a great job. Dug up hole, almost half our perimeter, and I am sure that it'll be done in a couple of days or so.

*morning*

I woke up as usual, the early bird. I drank some water and brushed my teeth (hygiene is gold). Washed my face, and as usual, went to the area so-called my "office". Looking at the map, and deciding what we should do today. We have some food that's enough for our group for a couple of days, and there's no way we'll keep feeding the village. Hell, we already offered defense and all. Today, I thought was best if we use to finish the 3m deep ditches. Therefore, I grouped the hunters and the diggers to work with the defensive line (digging hole that is). I woke everybody up after I noted what I was going to tell them, and once again I gathered the leaders. Victor, Moses, and Jack. I told Victor and Jack exactly what's on the note, this time we might be able to double the pace, and I told Moses and the other men to again patrol. I left Julie with Moses for I wanted to do something myself. Jack protested, why and where am I going alone, but I didn't really say much. I told Moses to be in charge of everything, and told the leaders that I will still have my walkie-talkie with me.

*Afternoon*

I packed up what I needed, and off I went. I needed sometimes for myself.
What's in my bag you asked?

1. Sniper rifle with a thermal scope + amunitions
2. A hammer
4. Map
5. Compass
6. Water
7. Diary
8. Binoculars

Nothing much really. The reason I'm doing this is because I just need sometimes to myself (Like what I used to do, just wondering around and all). Yeah useless, I should've been helping the others, but I'm just too stressed out thinking about what happened to our lives.

I climbed a tree, and it is about 40 yards away from the suburbs. I was well hid, and was able to see my surroundings (height advantage). Nothing but craze around, and a cutter. I was trying to make sure that the little blob behind its neck is what triggers its nerves. I started sketching the the cutter (Yes, I'm an artist), 2 sides, front and side, so I know what it looks like, so I can teach the do's and don'ts while fighting monsters. I aimed my sniper rifle, held my breath and pulled the trigger. At that second, it blew up the blob behind the cutter's neck and it can no longer move. I got it now, quickly I drew an arrow towards the blob on my diary and wrote "weak-spot".

*Evening*

I spent the rest of the afternoon sitting, tried to relax, but I couldn't. I'm still picturing Lexi in my head, she's sitting beside me, she's swearing at me, and all of the things that we used to do together. Almost brought tears to my eyes again. After another 10 minutes, my walkie-talkie started going off with static, and I can only made out a few words (more like whisper) "They have Jack as a hostage." Sounded like Julie. I quickly packed everything and rushed back to the village. About 2 miles away from the base, I could see 4 people (i climbed a tree and was using my binoculars), and 2 holding Jack by his hands with a knife on his throat. 1 let Jack go, and the other one used him as a shield with his knife still on Jack's throat. It was intense, guns were pointed at each other. This is almost impossible I thought. I used the walkie-talkie to communicate with Victor and Moses (who were hiding behind a wall at that time). I told them to get ready with a gun, and each of them had to pick a target to save Jack's life. 5 minutes already, the sun is dawning, and I switched to my thermal scope for my sniper rifle. My last words on the walkie-talkie were "Take your targets once you heard my rifle". I aimed at the guy who had Jack, right in the head, but no. I changed my mind. I aimed at his neck, and pulled the trigger.

*Night*

Blood everywhere. Everyone died, except for the guy who had Jack. Jack tried to stop his bleeding (smart move), just what I wanted. I want him for further questioning, and let Jack to do it himself for he is a better negotiator than me. I came back, and the holes were almost done. Everybody was tired, and Julie came up to me. She asked me where I was, blablabla, and just sat down beside me. I told her, I'm gonna ask Jack what happened tomorrow. Honestly, I wouldn't worry so much about Jack. He could've taken 3 of the 5 guys out himself, but he was probably thinking clearly that he would've injured not only himself, but also the others. Good call Jack.
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Thursday, June 12, 2014

CAN WE BE THE LAST OF US?

Hey apocalpytic fans, have you heard, or played THE LAST OF US?

(silly question) of course you've heard of it.

For those of you freaks, hoping for apocalpytic like this would happen should deffinitely watch this :)

Before that though, make sure to check back because Mike, Jack, Julie, and friends are coming back this Sunday!!!


Here's the video

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