Ending and Beginning

So I started following the doomer blogs and sites 18 months ago. Many of them were predicting TEOTWAWKI within weeks, or months, or maybe even a year.

Yet here we are, 18 months later, still rolling along, pretty much as we have been. They say a lot of people are out of work and a lot of people are hungry, although I don’t see the proof of that when I look around. To me, everything looks pretty much as it always has.

And the doomer blogs are still spouting off about the end of the world and climate change and peak oil and financial meltdown and you’d better have 600 pounds of wheat and 5,000 rounds of ammo and there’s really no hope without the ability to farm 10 acres and live like people did 200 years ago. And there is that part of me that’s so sick of the world as it is that welcomes the end times, whenever they get themselves ready to arrive, and so I entertain these fantasies of a world without cars or without having to sell my soul to earn money, yet the end times never come, and so I keep on waiting, and prepping in my modest way, and going to the soul-sucking job 5 days a week to keep the money coming in and the benefits and make sure the kids have what they need. And so that’s my life on December 13th, 2009.

I don’t think I could go back to just living, I don’t think I can abandon everything I’ve thought for the last 18 months. But I have to recognize that the disasters the doomers have predicted have not come to pass. I mean, here we are. There is a lot more resiliency in our civilization than they have understood. But I do feel foolish and betrayed and sad that we’re dealing with all the same old problems instead of the new ones I think would somehow be better.