Well, yeah, there is that.
On further reading, if it happened in New England, I’d still have to do the cookie reports here in the South. A catastrophe would at least be a break from the quotidian anxieties and harassments.
When I was in college in the mid-80s, we had a goofball student who sat on the lawn (on nice days ;-) with a sign about the imminent nuclear holocaust. It didn’t happen - we had to pay the rent every month, final exams came around, and eventually, we had to get jobs.