“Picture an EMP as something like a lightning bolt striking your electrical line or phone line during a thunderstorm,” John said between quick sips of his coffee. “Boom, and everything electronic in your house is fried, especially delicate stuff with microcircuitry in it. That bolt is maybe packing thousands of amps, the microchip in your computer runs on hundredths of an amp. It just cooks it off.” Kate said nothing, giving him a moment to wolf down one of the eggs and a piece of bacon before continuing.
