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Unless people are made aware of the potential disasters we face for our inaction and stupidity, we're likely to keep doing the same things that get us into trouble in the first place. And then, we will be facing the abyss as we fall in.
I am fond of making the comparison that a die-off will lead to the equivalent of 1000 Holocausts in a period of a generation. It's true, but it's the worst-case scenario, and would require a massive breakdown in leadership, nearly continuous world war, and an utter lack of interest in public health, improved agriculture, etc. It is not likely to happen, but nobody is planning for these things, either. The reigning managerial style is just-in-time management-by-crisis. As well as that may work for grocery store chains and software companies, when it's applied to countries, it is a painful and destructive method of governance.
Many may claim that these challenges are simply games the Mighty play to keep our shoulders to the wheel, and a huge number of our fellow DUers think the Bird Flu is just a hoax to take the heat off of Bush. Many of them think that Peak Oil is likewise a ruse to permit unbridled profiteering by the oil companies before they're socialized, and the Saudi royal family before they are deposed by militant Islamists. I have no doubt that the plutocrats will bilk us all the way down to Hell and then steal the jewelry from our fingers at our wake, but the grave is still big enough to acommadate six billion -- or more.
We have always faced challenges and crisis, but the ones we face now have been known for close to half a century. This year is the 50th anniversary of Hubbert's Curve. We had a foretaste of things in the 1970s, but after a mere half-decade of intelligent action, we reversed course.
So gasoline is three-bucks-two-bits now. We can't go back, but our ability to go forward has been crippled. So let's apply some of that good ol' American can-do spirit to the problem! Except that our country no longer has the can-do spirit; we've turned into a bunch of sybaritic cynics. Jim Kunstler, too, could be considered as a sybarite, and a cynic -- he's an art critic. QED. But he's at least trying to scare people into understanding that it's time to deal with the problem. Imperfectly, sure. But the act of putting words together in the hope of making sense is an inherently imperfect pursuit.
He's doing the same kind of thing Whitley Strieber and Art Bell did in the late 90s when they wrote The Coming Global Superstorm. There was virtually no discussion of climate change, so they wrote a white-knuckle thriller. CSICOP moaned; millions of Internet science geeks shook their fingers in rebuke; Bjorn Lomborg pitched a fit. But the word got out, and millions of people who were otherwise more interested in UFOs and mysticism than climatology got a little science dropped on 'em from a most unlikely pair of sources.
And it was Good.
Not everybody responds to the sang froid demeanor of scientific journals. They are a form of deliberately "elitist" literature, but most of what they contain demands public dissemination. It takes the popularizers and even the bench-jumpers to bring it to the popular attention.
That's why I'm not opposed to the Jim Kunstlers. I like to spin a little G-and-D myself. We've all been talking these problems up for three, four, or more years. And what have we accomplished? The Prius. Less nuke paranoia. More support for Kyoto, which will soon be a fait tué (not a done deal, but a dead deal). ONE politician seems to know his ass from his elbow about these issues, the guy we all mocked as being "wooden". So I strongly hope that we're just at the start of a curve that will soon hit its inflection point and then turn asymptotic. We don't have much time; we've let the problems get a good, long, head start.
But on the other hand, we're the apes with the big-assed brains.
Among we intelligent, learned, scientifically literate savants, conversation can proceed without having to resort to telling frightening stories. But for most people, the Cautionary Tale has great power, wisdom, and entertainment value. That doesn't annoy me at all. I can't speak for Kunstler, but I would like nothing more than to have my fears proven wrong in the future; a limitless, boundless, eternally optimistic future, where my grandchildren will be freed from the limitations that hobble me and my contemporaries.
In our transit to the future, we could blow it. Damn if I'll let that happen without shaking a few sleepwalkers along the way. I've only just gotten started -- but isn't that the way it always is with Tomorrow?
--p!
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