lessons for negotiating zombie apocalypse black market deals, 3
The temptation will always exist to try procuring for free what you should instead be bartering for. For instance, one might be tempted to drape himself in the pelt of a brown bear, say, and make a night-time raid on a rival camp with a weak perimeter, trusting that the fear his sudden counterfeit attack inspires will coax a flight instinct, leaving the disguised interloper free to gather up thermal blankets, sleeping bags, and perhaps even a Solo wood stove with a full pot of possum stew simmering atop it.
Pro tip: some people, rather counter-intuitively, I admit, are perfectly willing to stand and fight with clubs and guns and high-grade Japanese steel survival blades, for a pot of well-seasoned, deliciously simmering possum stew — even if what they think they are fighting is an aggressive, territorial brown bear sporting claws like giant bacteria-soaked karambit knives.
And bear pelts, while they may look ferocious in the dark of night, are neither bullet proof nor blade proof.
On this you’re just going to have to trust me. And this one now very dead, very skinned and eaten friend I once had.