We are already experiencing shortages of some food products, which was something I’ve tried to spread the warnings about. 2008 does not look any better. The alarm bells are ringing of a rising global food shortage and agricultural shortfalls. Poor and impoverished nations will be hit first and hardest (always the case).
A great article by the Christian Science Monitor, on Why The Era of Cheap Food is Over. As much as 30% of the U.S. grain crop will be poured in American gas tanks this coming year. This is unbelievable – but believe it, it is happening.
There is a growing body of evidence that a global famine is the planned execution for population reduction. Despite the well-proven science that biofuels are damaging to food prices and availability, destructive to the environment and creating starvation conditions, our illustrious leaders and corporate plantation owners are planning on keeping us slaves in line with the ultimate weapon – food.
A hungry man will do ANYTHING for food, including gleefully supporting the rising police state in exchange for his daily porridge. Or steal food stocks. I doubt if these thieves are hungry (yet), but that day too is coming. These thieves are probably doing it for the money, or a few steaks.
Expect desperate people in desperate times. We “ain’t seen ‘nothin yet”, not even close. Americans are fatted calves, soften and pampered, but well-armed and vicious when cornered (or threatened). We have already demonstrated our potential for terrorism in the infamous Guantanamo Bay and Abu Graib prisons. These are trial runs for what the world will be seeing a lot more of, as the desperate race to sequester critical resources begins in earnest.
Both Lonewolf and I are “really wondering” if our efforts here are worthwhile. The price I’ve paid has personally been absolutely enormous. Heralders of bad news are not popular people, with anyone. Let me make a stark reminder to those who are unhappy with what we’ve written: we don’t make the news.
Our task or talent or propensity or whatever you like to call it, is to connect the dots, as these news sources and reports pour forth and identify as best we can what it all means. It certainly means something, and frankly, it’s not that hard to figure out.
“Unsung blog” is right. We’ve been long hoping that our fellow bloggers and writers and even some of the talking heads and semi-famous or the wanna-be famous (plenty of them to go around) would start spreading this gospel, but hey, it aint’ happenin’ yet. Frankly, we don’t think it will happen either. The truth is rarely comfortable, but it’s still essential. I really can’t imagine living any other way. I still have hope, but not for the same things anymore. I learned a long time ago that hope requires my active participation.
My purpose for writing these words and this blog in its entirety, is to express what I believe to be true, what I have learned and why I think this is all important to all of you. Who I am is utterly irrelevant, because this blog and it’s message is not about me, or Lonewolf or anyone at all. It’s about YOU and your world and what is happening to YOUR WORLD. I live here too, and it’s a crying, broken-hearted shame what we’ve done to the place.
Our devolution has been underway for some time. I inherited it just like you did. I don’t want to keep it alive anymore because it is choking the life out of everything. I don’t need an “expert” scientist or researcher or analyst to tell me that. You don’t either. We are all in this together, but you wouldn’t think so by the way we act. We’re all too busy trying to kill each other and take advantage of each other and make a profit off each other. We’ll keep doing this right to the end too as we choke the life out of the last breathing mammal as we stand triumphantly upon our heap of glittering goods. I find this tragic, disgusting and revolting to be honest.
I once believed that life on this planet was something that needed to be discovered. Now I believe that we need to discover how to live (again). I really don’t expect many others to believe that, but they should. I also don’t expect much from other people, it helps a lot when I’m let down, which I often am.
I realize these are all words seem to be about me, but this is really about you. I don’t expect many of you to believe that, but it’s true. I have learned that life and living are about almost everything we don’t want to talk about. Sometimes I talk about that here, but I’m often ignored. Lonewolf has noticed this too, and he also wonders why.
I’m wondering if we’re all really missing the boat here. Do you want to know why? Because we can readily point out to the importance of “our message” and how even other important messages are really not quite as important as the one we’re trying to spread. Climate change and environmental crisis really has no equal. But while we’re debating this and discussing this and trying to make our plans and preparations about what we individually can do about all of this, we’re missing something really critical here, something really, really important.
Do you want to know what that is? We’re missing the young. I do not know of a single young person who is taking this information to heart. Well, one, Torjus in Norway is. He is the only “young person” I know that is forging ahead, knowing what collapse means and actively putting into practice the skills he will need to survive.
Everyone else is too busy, too tired, too distracted or just not interested. This is super-important because every single one of us alive today will soon be dead. It will be the young who will need to take hold of whatever we’ve done, whatever we’ve manage to teach them and to forge a path ahead to survive. And quite frankly, they’re not interested. Not as far as I can tell they’re not.
Do you know what this means? It’s means that all of our efforts and preparations and planning and stockpiling and everything we are doing is going to end with us.
Wow. That should make you stop dead in your tracks and ponder it’s meaning.
Here’s something else: since they’re not on board now, and learning how to survive, just what exactly, do you think they are going to do?
They’ll certainly not just lay down and die. No, they’ll take what they’ve learned in their military training and Xbox gaming and street smart surviving and they’ll go forth and take what they need to survive. From YOU. Which means we’re breeding a entire generation of ruthless, brutal and soulless children to be our inheritors of this blasted Earth.
Are you shuddering yet? I am. You should be.
It take decades of preparation time to learn how to survive. You can’t just toss a few seeds on the ground and expect to have enough to eat next harvest. Or wander off into the woods and bag all the protein you’re going to need when it’s already all been killed off. And the ones that will need it the most are the very youngest among us. The will need to shown how and where and even why. The rest of us will most likely be swept away as age, sickness, health, disease and violence take us out. The young will be inheriting this God awful mess we’re leaving behind. And right now, they’re just not too interested in prepping for the end of the world as they know it. Not even.
We should be schooling these kids right now, ensuring that they have the practical skills and first hand experience on how to take care of themselves. But as expected, our hallowed institutions are churning out more lawyers, accounts, programmers and legal secretaries. A fat lot of good that’s going to do them when they’re expected to put blisters on those soft hands, or working in the fields from sunup to sundown to ensure they’ve got enough to eat.
And the rest of us, well, we’re not getting through to our own kids, now are we? ‘Cmon, some of you have told me this yourselves. I know I’m not, and I know that many young people just really don’t give a damn.
Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I lie awake at night and wonder too much about these things. Maybe I shouldn’t worry about what I can’t control so much. Maybe I should just learn to relax and take it easy, it’s really not my problem anyway. Maybe…. maybe it’s late and I should finish this entire thing and just dump it in everyone’s lap and go to bed.
Goodnight then. Happy New Year.