I live in a county of about 5,000 people. To follow your methods, I would be stealing from someone I know. Once that was discovered in the community, I would be viewed with distrust for the rest of my life. However long or short that may be. I noticed that bartering, trading or consolidating forces were not in the fore front of options for you. You went straight to looting. My suspicions are that if you lack the skills to fend for yourself in the first stages of trouble, you also lack the skills to survive whatever folks have in place to defend against looters. I suppose stealing is a skill. So is defending your property. I live up a one lane dirt road. Anyone makes it up this hollow with a force big enough drive us out will have our stuff. Simple as that, I guess. They might surprise us, but I doubt they could hold this area long.
The Microsoft shoe doesn't fit our feet here. We're rural people. We have livestock, gardens and fruit trees. We're not in a target rich area, so I don't see anyone bombing our valley. So we're dug in. I don't claim any great intelligence about prepping or anything, but even a goofy squirrel has enough sense to store some nuts. I suspect if one of those squirrel's decided to lay up and just raid from the others what he needed come winter, the other squirrels might put a kink in his plans. Nature has a way of dealing with things it seems.
When it comes to the safety of my family, anything is possible. Stealing may be all that is available at some point for all of us. But I can't support anyone who has stealing as their primary means of survival. I think it has a lot to do with what I've seen, what people do to get by in a war torn world. When it is down to eating, shelter, and staying together. Watching a trail of refugees has made me think about what they left, and what lies ahead for them. It's caused me to put some effort into trying to provide for these kids I love in case something happens here. I might fail, but I'd like to try to come out of a crisis together and with a little bit of dignity left. I'd like to think that there is more that separates us from the rats and coyotes than our thumbs.