I've been hit hard several times this winter by Peak Oil grief. I think I keep flipping between anger and depression. I'm watching people around me wallow in denial.
Recently one of my friends came to the stunning conclusion that the technology to prevent a crash is just not there. Perhaps if we'd had a Manhattan Project for energy thirty years ago, we might have something practical by now, but now, there's nothing on the horizon. Nothing but what Shell Oil calls the Scramble Scenario
This is SHELL OIL's scenario. Not a group known to have a lot of sympathy to the Peakniks.
This week, the scramble's happening in Bahrain and Libya. Saudi Arabia's bracing for it. When people lose the ability to feed themselves, they march.
At the moment, I'm sitting in a coffee shop in New England. I wish I could believe the illusion of safety and security that exists here.
These are "The Good Old Days", folks. Make the most of them.