I ran across the concept of "Peak Oil" online, read some doomerish stuff (I think Matt Savinar's site, and others). Sounded plausible but I was of the opinion that exagerations were being made, worst case scenarios envisiged. I read a few books and did my own research on the subject, looking to get a credible assessment of the situation.
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Oh... crap.
I should have known this... it's patently obvious in hindsight.
Lots - and LOTS - of people are going to die... soon! Nothing will change the indellible facts of the matter. It's already too late. The die is cast.
I feel sick.
So this is that "something" I always felt I was going to have to face, the big crisis of epoch-ending significance? A fight for survival, for myself and for the human race. That "something" I always felt, hovering malignantly in the background, mostly un-noticed and un-spoken of but always there none the less.
Huh. Guess I always figured it'd be a nuclear war or something. Oh, wait... it still might be... doesn't matter anyway - dead is dead, whether it's the H-bomb or Avian flu virus or starvation or urban chaos.
Well - since those are the facts - I'm not going down without a fight!
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That was my reaction.
I was depressed and a little frantic for a while. The thing that threw me most was the fact that I always felt that although I (and the rest of us) would likely have to face a crisis, but that it would be one we could get THROUGH, and have a normal life again on the other side. Now I realize that PO is not goinig to be a one shot thing... when cheap oil is gone, it's gone FOREVER. The things that change will change permanently. And there will be a lot fewer of us here, once things have changed, to remember what it was like before. A LOT fewer.
I'm calmer now, and have a general plan in place that I am pursuing. I'm resigned that if society collapses tomorrow, I won't be ready, but I'll still last longer than most. In a year, maybe two or three, I'll be about as ready as I can be, with more options than I have now. I'm hoping that I have at least *some* time on my side.
More importantly, I'm determined to enjoy what still remains of my time and this energy-consuming society in which I live. Yes, I will go to movies, and theatre, and eat well, laugh and play with my wife, and take trips and enjoy the daily conveniences. That way, if I die at 10:00 AM on the first day of the Apocalypse because I tripped over my own shoelaces

and got a concussion, and somebody else ends up using all my survival preparations, I'll still have had a satisfying life.
And hope I have better luck the next time around.
