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Dated
On
a clear morning in May, Ron Douglas left his home in exurban Denver,
eased into his Toyota pickup truck and drove to a business meeting at a
Starbucks. Douglas, a bearded bear of a man, ordered a venti
double-chocolate-chip Frappuccino — “the girliest drink ever,” he called
it — and then sat down to discuss the future of the growing survivalist
industry.
Many
so-called survivalists would take pride in keeping far away from places
that sell espresso drinks. But Douglas, a 38-year-old entrepreneur and
founder of one of the largest preparedness expos in the country, isn’t
your typical prepper.
At
that morning’s meeting, a strategy session with two new colleagues,
Douglas made it clear that he doesn’t even like the word “survivalist.”
He believes the word is ruined, evoking “the nut job who lives out in
the mountains by himself on the retreat.” Instead, he prefers
“self-reliance.”
More @ the NYT
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