I only lived through a handful of earthquakes in the 10 years I lived in L.A. but maybe I should have gone through those drills in my midwestern school, because my reaction every single time wasn’t, “oh shit, an earthquake, better get somewhere safe,” it was, “oh cool! It’s an earthquake! I wonder if it will be bad?” And then I just sat there like an idiot until it ended. Thankfully, it was never bad.
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brokenlcd@feddit.it 3 months ago
Where i live it’s an area at high earthquake risk; they still teach kids to duck under the desks until the earthquake it’s over; then evacuate.
Sheltering from bombs does feel a little dumb; unless it’s for the same reasons as the earthquake: saving your head from the collapsing debris.
FlyingSquid@lemmy.world 3 months ago
brokenlcd@feddit.it 3 months ago
The only serious one i experienced happened in the morning; i was 13; i woke up and saw the fucking chandelier swinging; i started panickng, got my sister in my arms (5y), and started screaming for my dad an mum to get out (dad had already woken up because he felt something, but their bedroom only had floor lights) ; we were on the second floor, by the time we went down the roof had collapsed but the ceiling had held up fine ( only the half-rotten wooden frame broke, everything else held). I still have nightmares of waking up and seeing that chandelier swinging hard side to side.
Mouselemming@sh.itjust.works 3 months ago
I one that’s bad in your location it lasts longer, so you have time to get past that and decide to get under so those swinging lights and buckling walls don’t land on you.
dual_sport_dork@lemmy.world 3 months ago
For the classic 1950’s atomic war scenario, probably more for flying glass and so forth.
Obviously it’s not going to save you from a direct hit. You need to get in a fridge to be protected from that sort of thing…
Serinus@lemmy.world 3 months ago
And then you get to be extra sad when you can’t get out of the 1960s fridge.
SpaceCowboy@lemmy.ca 3 months ago
Yeah that’s what bothered me about it too.
Indiana Jones survived being shot multiple times, almost got his heart ripped out, encountered weird magic from various artifacts, survives a nuclear blast but then suffocates from being trapped inside a fridge. The End. Bum da buh bum bum da da da!
brokenlcd@feddit.it 3 months ago
“Billy is that you?”
WhiskyTangoFoxtrot@lemmy.world 3 months ago
We named the dog Billy.