A very wordy manual for the modern bomb shelter enthusiast with an unlimited budget, the desire to carry pounds of metal escape equipment on one's person at all times, and a home big enough to secret away hundreds of gallons of water and a 6 month supply of food. It was fun to read and I learned a lot about nuclear contamination. Edwards' consistent promotion of non-toxic and environmentally-friendly decontamination and such was nice (including the list of environmental non-profits at the end).
Some racist touches; for example he felt it pertinent not only to include a useless story about how he one time almost got jumped by some dudes in a subway in New York, but was sure to emphasize the neighborhood (nearing Harlem) and needlessly nickname one of the protagonists "Snoop Dogg" in case you had any doubt what these "thugs" looked like. Also a bunch of talking around things "ladies" may need to stay hygienic: dude! it's an emergency manual, fucking say the word "menstruation." Almost half the world does this, address it head on.
Like I said, fun, but I read it with a pen & paper handy and took no notes at all. Mehhhh.