Ive seen episodes that were devoted to a guy who was making his own diesel for some rather bizarre rig. We make our own diesel for use in our drill rigs an I was "comparing s many notes as I could". It appeared that, from an entertainment standpoint, I guess the producers weren't too interested in getting detailed. But our diesel recipes seem to derive a cleaner grade fuel without a lot of left over glycerine.
My parents were of the WWII and MAcCArthy era" and my dad was a soldier who fought in Burma in WWII. SO between the war and their lives as kids in the depression, a well stocked larder an water supply wasn't too unrealistic. My folks had a new stone home rncher that had a subdivided basement into several rooms that were useable as storage nd actual living space "When the atom bomb hit"
My last memories of the family home were of how my dad converted the "bomb rooms" into a workshop and "gift wrapping area" for my mom and a hunting and fishing (Pre-:man cave" space). and a farly large "REc Room" with a pool table and a ping pong table and a neat corner fireplace. (It was our family's Christmas Hangout-)
The basement was actually larger in area thatn the main house so it was kinda weird in the outer rooms which were always artificially lit.
When I saw "Preppers" Outside of the really bizarre ones with "radiation filters" and these long corrugated steel entrance ways. Our family home could have been considered an early ( albeit waaay more civilized) prepper home.
We had about 5 acres nd dad and I were rel grdeners n beekeepers.
We lived fairly rurally and he ownd a contiguous 40+ acres as a large woodlot and farm field. This he considered to be an emergency source for food and water should "The big one" hit us and we were relly protected by our blast shielding school desks.
Most of the preppers Id seen on our cable trailers hour each had unique separate fears from which they were protecting their families.
Most all involved high power rifles. We too had plenty of shotguns and several pistols nd a couple 222's and one bigass 30 06. an a Weatherby
Since my dad was a retired WWII and korea Sgt Major in infantry, he was obsessed with cleaning our guns. We would clean guns often whether they needed it or not, so, in that respect, I empathized with the kids who were learning about gun care and respect.
I grew up in an age of real paranoia in which our neighbors an we often discussed respective "contingencies".
However, were we to think it over, if my dad wasnt a real metal chested military guy, the neighborhood would have broken down into raiding parties had a real emergency broken out.
I once wrote short story for a local newspaperabout our "Upscale bomb shelter" and when we sold the house, they fmily that bought it based partly on that article. In retrospect, I shoulda canned the article because I think many potential buyers were "Creeped out" by the nature of the outer basement rooms. (They were, after all, covered by concrete sheeting with brace lolly columns in the center of each room. Yu could box em, paint em colors, or cover em with shelving (all of which my folks did) But they still looked like institutional rooms.
My dad wasn't as weird as one or two of the show "stars".