Ah, come on, PT...don't you know all you need are rolls of duct tape and plastic? You should have lots of that left over from the last time the sky fell. Note that the Death's Head (Chertoff) hasn't been heard from or seen in quite awhile...or I could've missed an appearance or two. He's scary enough just looking at him much less having to listen to his "message."
I'm not saying we're not "in trouble," because I think we are, but nuke suits? Maybe you should spend some time simply building one of those "fraidy holes" we used to call an air-raid shelter.
My perspective is different than most. April 20th, 2005 is when a federal agent fractured my hip at Smoky Hill & Main St. Reportedly "looking for the Rockies game", they were playing in Pennsylvania that day. April 20th, 2004 is yet another story.