by wildsparrow » Sun 14 Aug 2005, 07:20:35
So I discovered the Peak Oil issue about 4-5 months ago. Freaky. I don't know if I'm posting in the right forum here. This is my first time on the website.
The Peak Oil issue has, it seems, been simmering around the fringes of Western society for quite a few years now. Incredibly, it is still only simmering, and making only gradual inroads into the mentalities of suburban middle class Western people. I say incredibly because you would think that such an important and potentially life-changing issue would be given the time of day by any intelligent person. But it isn't so.
People don't want to think about the Peak Oil issue, I've discovered. The changes implied simply by acknowledging the problem entail such vast and frightening changes to our cherished way of life that it seems 95% of people are literally burying their heads in the sand and hoping the politicians and scientists will make it go away.
I cannot get over the foolishness of this attitude but it seems it is likely to continue. The Sydney Morning Herald can publish data (and did, about a year ago I believe) stating that the ecological footprint of Sydney meant that if every person in the world lived like a Sydney-sider it would take around 12 planets to sustain us. Yet no-one changes a thing. Perhaps people used less plastic bags and tried to get more conscientious about their recycling efforts.
Big effing whoop.
For myself, I struggle with the whole issue. To me the central problem is that for reasons I have no intention of delving into here, reasons most likely stemming from the heart of capitalism, our society is structured in such a way that flings each person onto their own solitary resources and erodes community. We are all, to use a terribly pop-journalistic sounding phrase, too busy keeping up with the Joneses to realise we should be building communities with the Joneses.
(I have no community to help me raise my two babies and so I save all the personal energy and sanity I can by belting the hell out of my dishwasher, tumbledryer, electric blankets, TV and bathtub. Fabulous. Sooooo good for the environment, to be doing that.)
Keeping up with the Joneses is, as we all know, a terribly materialistic and consumeristic way to live, and no good-hearted, thinking, modern person of conscience would seriously be that shallow. But DING, you're wrong. We all are. Our whole mentality, our idea of aesthetics and living standards, cleanliness, art, technology and beauty, is founded on such principles and we don't even realise it. BA-BOW, thank you for playing.
Just the fact that when you hear of a new kind of appliance, TV or car, you think 'Hmmm, that sounds great! I wonder how soon I could afford that!' rather than 'Oh, that's nice, but I don't need it.' It spells out that even the most well-meaning and good hearted regular person is innately consumerist.
(Jumping ahead far too quickly, and not spelling things out very well), it all makes me sick. The havoc I personally have wreaked on the environment through my irresponsible living, and the fact that I was brought up to not know any better and so were my parents, also makes me sick.
And now look at the mess we are in. I feel as if it is all going to come crashing down upon our heads. This slow, creeping illness of capitalism and consumerism is going to turn around and bite us all in the bum so hard that many of us won't survive the haemorrhage.
I want to survive. I am a survivor at heart, I believe. I'm vocal, and good and whingeing, and so some might think I'm a bit of a drama-queen wimp, but at heart, I do not give up without a damn good fight. I have guts. And dammit, I will survive, and make sure my family, and my little children survive, peak oil and whatever crisis looms beyond it.
The question is, how, and what to do about it now!