I started this blog last year as a place I could work out ideas for writing and film pieces, and somewhere people could see where I was and what I was up to (on the assumption they gave a tinker’s cuss). But it all got delayed because I wanted to do my Yachtmaster, in England, in the winter, because it seemed to me that if I could deal with it there, I was okay anywhere. Thank you Marcus Greber, best Yachtmaster Instructor on earth and a great ecologist to boot. By spring I was done and I took his advice and worked for the summer season as a flotilla skipper and keelboat instructor for Neilson, first in the Greek Ionian Sea and then in Croatia in the Dalmatian islands, where legend has it Ulysses got into all sorts of trouble in the Odyssey. God I had a great time doing one of those things I’ve always dreamed of doing. I also had a chance to get some new ideas and think things through. Anyway, I got back and thought “oh bugger I forgot to do my blog or do any films or anything!” I was shocked. I went on holiday for a year. What a good idea. But while I was away….
The Storm broke. I’ve been on about this for 10 years, making people’s eye’s glaze at dinner parties, and getting nicknames like Dark Lord. Well hahaha. While there’s a certain amount of shadenfreude here, let’s be real: This is going to be the worst economic crisis anyone alive, and quite a few who’ve been dead for a while, have ever seen. This is the thousand year flood. But what killed me when I got back to England, was some reptilian politicians claiming this was a bolt from the blue. Oh, Please. There were enough Cassandras out there to make a chorus line. All singing, all dancing, screaming bloody murder. No, Mr. Brown, some of the smartest folk in the financial world have been on about this for a long time, George Soros and Jim Rogers not the least. It’s too late now, 40% of the so called “wealth” created in the last couple of decades has already evaporated. Time for some new ideas, because Capitalism as we’ve known it is gone like Elvis.
But what I haven’t seen yet is anyone talking about the climate and resource dimensions to this. Because in the background, while everyone’s been pawning their designer handbags, cometh the big beast; Resource Crash. All those hydrocarbons that fueled this boom, all that copper, steel, titanium, concrete, zinc, arable land…the square kilometres of cars – that’s metal out there, that no one is going to buy. All those cities – yes people, whole cities – in China, in Spain, in Brazil. All that stuff was made from resources that are not nearly so easy or cheap to mine, gather or process as they were in the 20s during the last great western bubble. It’s been a wild century and it’s all used, burnt, scattered or buried in landfills. Is that what we’re leaving the future children, the thrill of mining our compost, huddled under a plastic sheet to keep off the toxic rain? Nice.
So now what? Let’s go sailing, at least we’ll be able to get around.