People believe this is the real world, this - the suburbs, the strip malls, the car dealerships, the highways, the grocery stores. They don't realize that everything around us has been built completely on a lie. The lie is that energy will always be cheap. And once I learned that lie, I always feel as if I could poke a hole right through our so-called real world and see the future on the other side.
Still, I sometimes doubt my sanity, because no one seems to know what is going on. My friends, families, and co-workers seem oblivious. Totally clueless. And the media doesn't help - they don't seem to know anything either.
Sometimes my thoughts are consumed with all the changes I must make to prepare. Sometimes I am overwhelmed with anxiety about all the unknowns - will the supply chain break down? will we be able to afford to drive to work and run our refrigerators? when are the cannibals coming? ;)
So there's anxiety, doubt, fear, obsession, and uncertainty. But what else is there to do but act? Perhaps today I put together a massive Peak Oil preparation spreadsheet (or three). Maybe tomorrow I write a blog, Wednesday I buy big bags of rice from Sam's, and Thursday I start a freakishly large garden. And don't forget gadgets - there's that Sun Oven, a water filter, a rain barrel, maybe a grain mill.
Over time, I begin to meet more people who have realized the truth. The truth is that there never was any chance for a world based on infinite growth and ever-increasing usage of energy. It just isn't possible. And Peak Oil is bringing that truth on home. We will, inevitably, revert to a sustainable way of life. We can choose to transition willingly, with grace and laughter, or we can choose to hold on to our orgy of consumption until we are dragged away, kicking and screaming.
As I have adjusted to the idea of complete and total change, I have come to see Peak Oil as a grand opportunity. An adventure. Yes, it will be horrible for many people, and ugly and messy, and uncomfortable. Maybe I really won't like a post-peak world. But since I have no other real choice but to confront it, why not have some fun? Why not CHOOSE to make preparing for Peak Oil a grand game?
It can be fun to know what others don't. It can be downright enjoyable to spend all night...or all winter... slobbering over the choices in the seed catalogs. It can be entertaining to pretend you are Nicholas Cage in the opening scene of Leaving Las Vegas. It can be amusing to find all the best peak oil bargains at a garage sale. And it can be spectacularly madcap fun to be a liberal feminist buying a shotgun.So, if you haven't gotten started, you're missing out on all the fun! We may as well greet the future with a smile, a laugh, a garden hoe, and a margarita. I will be.