Survival preparations:
Lessee...I'm within 2 miles of upwards of 20 chicken houses. That's about a half million potential chicken dinners. There are 2 ponds with fish in my back yard. There's a small farm with cattle just up the road. A deer path right behind the house. Flocks of geese on occasion. Plenty of wood to burn. Loaded rifle beside the bed.
There is food around. Just need to stock up on seasonings.
As for possible anarchy, well...we're 5 miles from "town", 50 miles from any real urban area (Fayetteville, Charlotte.) Any wanderers that happen upon our hidey-hole, we'll have to deal with on a first come first serve basis. Thanks to our sandy soil, it's easy to dig holes.
Don't know what else we can do except being good neighbors, ready to band together if need be.
This is not the future that some of my favorite SF writers envisioned and I'm just a tad disappointed. Then again, there is one book that might come close... "The Postman". Not the movie, the book.