As I said last time, my exposure to Peak Oil made me realise a few things:
– We are approaching the ‘Limits to Growth’
– Growth is dead
– Oil will be gone
– The world is going to come to a grinding halt.

None of this happened, I repeatedly made a fool of myself, I couldn’t fit in to work, and so the home front suffered.

Imagine walking into your employer’s office and saying, “There is no more space to grow. Oil production has passed its half life span, extracting the first half was easy, extracting the second half is self-defeating.”

So, I took to speaking a different language of Environmental Costs, Happiness Index, natural wealth, conservation, forests, re-ruralization, de-urbanization, traditional skills, organic farming, pesticide-free food… but, the fact was, I was “talking shit.”
In the meantime, someone else was also talking shit, but we hadn’t met yet. They were talking about ‘humanure‘, but more about that later.

I took on Maslow’s Pyramid – “Food, Clothing and Shelter.” Even today, we can see how flawed this food, clothing and shelter business is, but it’s been accepted as gospel and translated into every language in the world. But the fact is that food, clothing and shelter are not as basic as we are told: I won’t die if I skip a meal, I won’t die when I am naked, I won’t die if I’m not under shelter. Particularly in the tropical climates.

But there are other things without which I’m certain of dying in seconds, and even if even one of them isn’t there – and those are the Five Elements of the Universe: Water, Fire, Wind, Earth and Ether (electro-magnetic energy). Consider the facts:

-60 to 70% of my body is made of Water, I’ll die the second I lose that water.

– I’ll die the second my body temperature drops from the 36.1°C – 36.8°C

-I’ll die the second I lose the oxygen in my brain

-I’ll die in seconds when I loose the matter in my body,

-I’ll die in seconds if I lose the electrical charge of my body.

Such thoughts eventually turned me into a preacher of sorts, advocating water conservation and water consciousness. The result? My wife asked for a divorce. My relatives thought I had lost it. My friends shied away from me. No one could tell what had happened to me, or why I was talking like this, except one close friend, who listened and argued with me about Peak Oil.

But armed with this “knowledge,” I managed to sell myself as a ‘soft skills trainer’, because I went around telling the world that you just need the five elements to live, and not money. I was probably the cheapest soft skills trainer on the planet, fearing nothing and no-one, coming for almost free with a range enviable of skill sets. I was the best find for any employer.

I taught management students, the skill I had was the a prerequisite of sorts for entrepreneurship. I was afflicted with a sort of psychological disorder, but at that time it wasn’t even known. I used to read Energybulletin.net (now Resilience.org), the peak oil primer like it was a holy book. It took more time before I found, Peak Oil Blues, and realised that there were others too afflicted by the same ‘disroder’.

I moved out of Bangalore to Dubai again for a job with Emirate Airlines. This time, I lasted on the job only for 45 days and came back to teach English in rural Andhra Pradesh, in Narsipatnam, 100kms off Vizag.I was comfortable despite having no salary. The organisation provided Maslow’s essentials: food, clothing and shelter. It was the year 2007, and soon after, when the global recession hit our shores, one of the few people who was not shocked was me. Something else I had read from a book, Graffiti III by Nigel Rees was now showing up on the horizon:

With Nothing.
– Konstantin Jireček

(To be continued… )

4 Comments on "Peak Shit! How Oil Spilled the Economy"

action on Thu, 2nd Oct 2014 8:27 am 



Basic rule a 3’s: 3 min without air, 3 hours without thermal core regulation (hot/cold), 3 days without water, 3 weeks without food. I’d say food, water, and shelter are essential. This guy is smoking the wrong “shit”.

paulo1 on Thu, 2nd Oct 2014 8:51 am 



He certainly does have a mental disorder or some kind of lack of ability to keep things in perspective.

Of course we don’t say this about folks who worry their kids might be abducted, or fear certain neighbourhoods or other races, or have a profound fear of dying. My 85 year old stork-like neighbour drinks 350 ml wine everyday and no more or less then this. I also think he measures his food to the gram. One day he proudly told me he has never eaten bacon and eggs, or a hamburger, but he’ll proudly fry up salmon milt and calls his salmon egg concoctions ‘caviar’.

Takes all kinds.

Paulo

ghung on Thu, 2nd Oct 2014 8:55 am 



action- I think you missed the tongue-in-cheek nature of the article. Tune in to the next episode.

As for; ” None of this happened, I repeatedly made a fool of myself, I couldn’t fit in to work, and so the home front suffered.”

This great unwinding is under no obligation to play out according to our time-frame expectations. That’s what the Trolls are playing upon without even knowing it. Patience my Son. The Shit is hitting the fan even as we speak. The Shit doesn’t care if you’re too engrossed in your measly little life to notice the magnitude of what’s going down.

Hugh Culliton on Thu, 2nd Oct 2014 7:55 pm 



Ghung, I hope it’s satire for the author’s sake. If he’s earnest, then it’s no wonder his wife left him, friends started avoiding him, and dogs probably bark at him. The only “essential” he didn’t mention were his “precious bodily fluids” that communist women attempt to steal through carnal relations.