WOW this thread strikes a chord (Am or Dm mostly).
I once was a disciple of technology. Until a few years ago, as a relatively young ignorant engineer, I thought we would at some point in time reach the utopian existence ah la Star Trek where energy would be a non-issue and self actualization would be the main reason for human existence. Since then I've matured very abruptly, once I'd comprehended what peak oil really meant. I'm now 38 years old.
I always had a suspicion that technologies like fusion power are a fantasy and over the last 6 years learned first hand that fuel cells and other saviour alternative energy prospects are just wishful thinking vield in smoke and mirrors to keep the venture capitalists and shareholders hopeful and happy.
I currently work in the automotive industry and I have an overwhelming sense of despair every day. I know that what I am doing is futile. However I also know that with two small children and a lovely wife I can not just abandon our main source of income.
I work in advanced development and all of my focus in the last few years has been on inventing technologies that will be somewhat future proof (given what I know we are in for). I have invented manufacturing methods for composite structures that can use natural fibres and resins, minimal labor and minimal tooling. I have ideas for distributed rapid manufacturing that reduce logistics to walk-able distances. And many other ideas for technologies that are somewhat fitting the post PO world. Yet I can't help feeling that it is all moot. I realise that this stuf is the fat end of the wedge... hopeful. The thin end is all about stocking your pantry for 3+ months and having true self sustaining skills like growing your own food, water purification, permeculture and self defense.
Since my understanding of PO has deepened I have developed an almost fatalistic mindset. I drink way more than I should. I have prepared less than I probably (know) I should. With the exception of getting debt free and purchasing some precious metals, I'm sitting in a state of ... I don't know ... numb anticipation of TEOTWAWKI. But what really tears me apart is thinking about the suffering my kids and other family members will endure.
I still don't know what to believe in... hope?... human ingenuity?... communion?... or survivalism!
It's all a matter of timing.. Enjoy what you have now for tomorrow (next year or next decade) we die... possibly/probably.
This is my version of "Pre-Traumatic Stress Disorder".

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