A Real Job

I wrote the following blog on October 1st, less than four months ago.

I just want a real job. A real job. The kind with an actual paycheck on a regular payday from a place that pays payroll taxes and maybe even has an HR department and benefits. But I would be willing to forgo the HR department if I had to. And benefits aren’t really that important. Really, just a regular, steady paycheck would be fine. I’m not even asking for a living wage anymore.


My partner and I have downsized so many times and have given up so many luxuries that a “living wage” now looks like a lot less money than it used to. We gave up the second car, a second cell phone line, internet service, Netflix, going out and, last year, all birthday and holiday gifts. At this point, we don’t need much to just get by. I’m hoping to do work that is somewhat-stimulating and mildly-meaningful and pays just a little bit of money. I’ve really lowered the bar. I have very low expectations at this point.

I’m asking for just enough to pay the bills and to save a smidgen so I don’t have to keep asking my parents every time we have an emergency.

I’m 34 years old, very bright, very employable, college-educated with a great smile and a can-do attitude. I would be an asset to any company or organization.

I keep hearing reports that the recession is over and that unemployment is going down but I’m just not seeing any evidence of that in my every day life. In other words, I’m calling bullshit.

My partner and I moved to a rural county in small-town Northern California three and a half years ago when my big-city social services job was being cut by new state policies. My partner had a job and was commuting three hours every day. We figured that it would make more financial sense for us to move closer to her work, cut the commute, and that I would find a job before my unemployment benefits ran out. My unemployment benefits ran out more than two years ago.

I don’t know anyone my age who has a job that they love at a wage they deserve. To put it mildly, my generation is struggling to make ends meet.

My mom and many people her age say that the way to get a job in this economy is to start by volunteering. Today, I am technically “working” three jobs: one pays me in vegetables, one pays me in beer, and one pays me in warm feelings. (I’m serious about the beer. I’m the quiz master at our local pub on Wednesdays and I get a free IPA for my time.) I have been regularly volunteering for seven different organizations in the past year. I put in about 60 volunteer hours each week. No one pays me. No one has money. No one is hiring. Vegetables, beer and warm feelings are wonderful things but I want someone to show me the money. Show me the money!!

I don’t know that I have much hope any longer for finding a real job. I don’t know that anyone from Generation X or Y has any hope. Some of us have moved back home. Some of us have found room mates or co-habitation situations to help with bills. Many of us are working two or three minimum wage jobs just to pay rent and afford car insurance.


If the recession is “over,” it isn’t because the economy is healthy and the American Dream is attainable. It is because most people have really lowered their standards.

I am thankful every day that my partner and I have each other and that we are able to support each other. I’m thankful that she makes a decent living and that she has been supportive through our long-term financial crunch.

But really…I just want a real job.

The Fallacy of Money

 “Only after the last tree has been cut down, only after the last river has been poisoned, only after the last fish has been caught, only then will you find that you cannot eat money.” –Cree Indian Proverb

What the hell is money anyway?  I think that Charles Eisenstein put it best when he called money an “agreement” in his book, Sacred Economics.  We agree on a price.  When we are employed, we agree on the money we’ve been paid for our time for doing some sort of task.  Maybe we think we are worth more for our regular tasks but we acquiesce our agreement when we continue those tasks for whatever exchange we receive.  In return, we further such an agreement.  We agree that some arbitrary price warrants what we are paying in exchange for some other task, otherwise known as a good or service.

Money replaces time.  It replaces relationships.  It replaces community.  It replaces religion.  Money is exchanged for advice.  It is exchanged for art.  It is exchanged for beauty.  It is even exchanged for sex and/or salvation.

Today, money has replaced almost every segment of basic humanity.  For many, money has even replaced friendship.  Just ask a member of congress.

Money is bullshit.

Oh wait.  No.  Because bullshit is worth something.  As a farmer, I of course know that.  I would spend hours transporting bullshit because it’s a wonderful nutrient for the soil and it helps plants grow.  Money is less than bullshit.

Money is a fallacy.

It is a way for the current paradigm to reduce all of us to something less than human.

Money is worthless.  It’s not just that Nixon abandoned the gold standard by signature on August 15th 1971.  As someone who lives in shouting distance of the Golden Highway in California, I can tell you with certainty that even gold is worth more when it is in the ground.  Because of the area’s legacy of gold-mining, we can’t eat the fish from our rivers.  Our local electeds refuse to designate any land for a community garden because the soil might be too toxic to reasonably grow food.  This is the legacy of “money.”

Fiat currency has created quite a stir politically both here in the United States and internationally.  Fiat currency, or fiat money, is money that only has value because a governmental body deems it so.  There is no backing, or real value, attributed to the money we exchange.  Our faith is what gives money any value.

As an asset of simple paper, there is no real difference between a one dollar bill and a hundred dollar bill.  If a person set either on fire, they would each burn at the same degrees Fahrenheit.  (Similarly, if those same bills were burnt in a country using the metric system, the bills would burn at the same degrees Celsius.)  By that, it might as all well be scrapbooking material.

But most money in the world isn’t even paper.  Most of it is just an idea, a blip on a computer screen or some digits displayed at the ATM.  It’s traded and tracked, transferred and travelling at speeds and amounts unfathomable.

Money is supposed to represent something.  That’s why we use it.  It is supposed to be a convenient marker of productivity, of work that has been done and/or of goods that can be exchanged.  But let’s think about how strange that is for a moment.

Take the housing crisis, for example.  Many families bought homes from 2002-2005.  By 2008, the homes that people bought were worth less money than when they had purchased them a few years prior.  It wasn’t that millions of homes across the US suddenly had termites and leaky roofs.  They were still viable shelters.  The homes were just worth less money.

Another strange case study for money is the jobs crisis.  Millions of people were suddenly told that their job had been eliminated.  Poof.  Gone.  But was the job necessary in the first place if could so easily be eliminated?  I think back to what I used to do.  I was a case manager in social services.  I pushed paper around and entered data so that the state could follow up on whether or not the rules for their programs were being broken.  Did the world stop spinning when I lost my job?  Nope.

There are actually very few people in this country and worldwide who are participating in a job that makes any sense and is necessary to further humanity. I’m not talking about machines or technological advances.  I am talking about working for an endeavor that is actually worth something.  Most people are just working for money.

For now, money is still a convenient means of exchange.  It is still something that folks subscribe to and put faith in.  It is still something that can be exchanged for food.  It is something that can be exchanged for electricity.  It is something that can be exchanged for livestock, for a blanket, for a shovel and for transportation.

For many, that reality is changing.  For people like me, money is becoming less and less a means of exchange.  I am one of the millions of people living in poverty in this country.  I don’t have a lot of money.

I used to spend my lunch hour shopping for things I didn’t really need.  I have two boxes of seasonal table linens in the garage.  When I had money, the exchange of money for something like a place mat, seemed a perfectly reasonable endeavor.  My priorities have changed.

In the days when I used to have money, if I needed something, I’d just go buy it new.  And when I did so, I was participating in the moneyed paradigm and helping the economy “grow”.  (Some help that was.)  What a lot of people are waking up to is the fact that the mindless participation of exchanging money for products isn’t necessarily beneficial.

For example, many people own a lawnmower.  But most people only use it once a week or less.  If a community got together and agreed to share a lawnmower, the additional resources that were used for the extra 20 or so lawnmowers could have been put to better use.  Or, for the environmentalist/conservationalist, those extra resources could have stayed underground.

But that’s not the way that money works.  As Charles Eisenstein points out in his article, “Money and the Crisis of Civilization”, “Money seeks interest, bears interest and indeed is born of interest.”  He further explains, “Interest drives the creation of money today.  Any time money is created through debt, a need to create even more money in the future is also created.  The amount of money must grow over time, which means that the volume of goods and services must grow over time as well.”  Money’s existence is dependent on infinite growth.

As Michael C. Rupert says, “There is no such thing as infinite growth on a finite planet.”  Our earth has a limited capacity.

If money were truly congruent to goods and services then inflation would be impossible.  A flower is a flower and an apple, an apple.  A tree is a tree.  I’m not trying to be poetic.  I mean this very literally.  Sure, things develop.  I believe the science of evolution.  I understand selective breeding and hybridization.  I understand that some resources have been used to the point that they are becoming scarce.  But in general, our resources, at their genetic and molecular levels, have not changed very much at all in the last hundred years.  Money, by contrast, has developed in a way that only makes sense in spiritual doctrines.

Resources are tangible.  Money isn’t.

I can plant a tomato seed in the ground a get tomatoes a few months later.  I cannot do the same with money.

Some people will read this and think, “But I can go buy a tomato with money at the grocery store.”  For those people, I will pose this question: what in your life do you have that you would never sell for money?  Your spouse?  Your children?  Your dog?  I’m not being rhetorical.  There are people in this world who have sold those things.

What would you never sell for money?  Your great-grandmother’s china?  Your grandfather’s bible?  Your great-uncle’s pocket watch?  A record signed by John Lennon?  The quilt your mother made for you?  A love letter from when you and your spouse were dating?  A plant that you’ve kept alive for 14 years?  Your grandfather’s clarinet that he played in Carnegie Hall?  The camera that your father gave you before he passed away?  The flag that was draped over your great-grandfather’s coffin after he died in WWI?  A hand-written set-list from a memorable concert?  A seafoam-green tea cup from your step-father’s family?  A first-edition Hemmingway?  A small cross from your baptism?  An abalone shell from the last dive your cousin went on before drowning?  The book that you were carrying when you left the civil war in Guatemala?  A signed poster from your hero?  Your wedding ring?

Humanity is non-negotiable.  Money absolutely is.

The only thing that should make the price of resources relative is our attachment to them.

Steel is steel.  And gold is gold.

We will pay $3.47 for a gallon of gas.  We will pay $84 per month for a cell phone bill.  We will pay $2 for a loaf of bread.

For me, you couldn’t pay me enough money to sell my cats.  And you couldn’t pay me enough money to sell the letters that my great-aunt wrote me before she died.  And you couldn’t pay me enough money to sell my mother’s piano.

The things that we truly need are priceless.  The things that we need don’t ask for money.

Money is a fallacy.

Society is continuing to grow with money.  We are continuing to make agreements.

Imagine a world without money.  Imagine a world where everything has as much value as grandpa’s watch.  Imagine a world where things are non-negotiable.

Many people are facing that reality today.  Many people are living without money.  We trade a dozen eggs for marmalade and we get by.

Money doesn’t make the world go round.  We do.

As more and more people are working within the monetary crisis every day, more and more people are realizing that they can live without money.  Humanity trumps money.         `Money is just a convention.  Money is a fallacy.

Unemployment Extensions

I’ve been up since 3am.  I couldn’t sleep.  I’m currently running on six cups of Earl Grey and chain-smoking.

I’m trying to wrap my head around the mess that is unemployment benefits in California.  In recent months, nearly a million Californians have been cut off UIB without ever having found a job.  Now, after federal regulations go into effect, that number will increase once again.

I didn’t receive any specific notification from California’s Employment Benefits Division about whether or not I am one of the 93,000 Californians suddenly cut-off from receiving unemployment insurance benefits (UIB).  I don’t know if I’m affected and I can’t get through to speak with anyone at EDD about it.  Their help-line routes me through multiple automated messages and then cuts off.

If you are receiving unemployment benefits, please read on.

In my family, both my mother-in-law and I are currently receiving UIB as our only source of income.  Both of us have multiple college degrees.  Both of us got laid off from good-paying jobs.  Just over a year ago, we both had jobs, benefits and a little something in savings.  Today, we still don’t have jobs, we don’t have benefits and the little that we had had in savings is now gone.  It’s scary.

I knew that UIB wouldn’t last forever.  My partner and I had hoped that her mom would have found a job by now.  For us, and for so many in our same situation, we have faced one set-back after another.

When I lost my job, we moved to the country.  We moved in part because it was closer to my partner’s work, but also because we wanted a place where we could grow our own food.  It was our idea of extra “insurance.”

My partner and I have been following world politics, the economic crisis and the reality about resource scarcity.  It has been on the forefront of our minds­ for some time now.  I had had a job in social services and the agency that I had worked for had been facing budgets cuts since the year after I was hired.  When I finally lost my job, six years later, the agency’s employment force was a fraction of what it had been.  James Howard Kunstler used the phrase “The Long Emergency” to title his book about the current economic crisis and the on-going attrition and contraction facing world resources and economies.

At times, it seems like there will be large-scale benchmarks, events like Hurricane Katrina and the nuclear disaster in Japan, that will cause the system to rapidly unravel.  At other times, like now, it seems like pockets of people will become slowly and increasingly affected, stricken with poverty, hunger and homelessness, a symbol and indication of attrition worldwide.  Social safety-nets that used to exist in the United States for things like child care, food stamps, unemployment, social services ect. are increasingly disappearing.

The past century and the previous generations had seen an increase in wealth unlike ever before in history.  Even some of the poorest people of developed nations have been living like the royals of the past.  The discovery of fossil fuels, or oil, has allowed us to live amongst the abundance that we have enjoyed these past years.  Chris Martinson outlines in his book, The Crash Course, “In order to understand why oil, in particular, is so important to our economy and daily lives, we have to understand something about what it does for us.”  He notes, “Every time you turn on a 100-watt light bulb, it’s the same [energy equivalent] as if you had a fit human being in the basement pedaling as hard as he could to keep that blub lit…When you [drive] a car, it’s the same as a king harnessing up a carriage to 300 horses.” (pg 139)

To put that into perspective, according to Rutgers University, an average horse needs 1-2 acres of irrigated pasture to sustain its food needs.  To create the energy equivalent of one automobile, a person would need 300 horses and upwards or 600 acres of land, not including the acreage needed for the cows to provide the length of leather for bridle and tethering, or the wood and steel needed to foster a cart, in order to remotely come close to current energy resource we have when we use gasoline and a single car.

For further perspective, according to the U.S. Department of Transportation Statistical records, there are approximately 62 million registered vehicles in the United States.  For driving alone, the people in the United States would need to own a collective 18,600,000,000 horses to receive the same energy return on transportation.  And we would need 3,720,000,000,000 acres for nothing else except to feed our horses.  The total land mass in the United States is only about 2,300,000,000.  Such numbers make it pretty clear as to why our elected officials might think it’s a good idea to invade sovereign nations and go to war for such a resource.  (Even if they tell us it’s about spreading democracy.)  Oil has shaped and bolstered the world’s economy in a way that has been completely unprecedented in all of human history.  And oil is running out.  It is becoming increasingly more difficult and more expensive to extract.

To get in touch with just how difficult and expensive oil is to extract these days, think about the Deep Water Horizon, its breakdown and its consequences.  That is our most sophisticated and current technology for oil extraction today.

The oil shortage doesn’t simply mean that more people will have to walk or take a bus to get around.  Oil is tied intricately into one of the most substantial areas of our lives, namely, our food supply.  In the book, What’s The Economy For Anyway, authors John de Graaf and David Batker point out that, “Our agricultural system is highly dependent on fossil fuel for fertilizer, pesticides, packaging and transportation.  An average spoonful of food eaten in America has traveled more than one thousand miles from farm to palate.  Such energy-intensive agriculture requires about ten calories of fossil fuel to provide a single calorie of food.”  It’s not just that trucks won’t have enough gasoline to deliver our food.  The vast majority of agricultural output in this country is reliant on fossil fuels for everything from soil amendments at initial planting to the plastic box it comes in when you eat it.

We live on a finite planet.  There, very well, might not be enough resources to sustain those living on it.  Oil has created an unsustainable falsehood that has been keeping most people alive today.  As oil becomes scarcer, so too will things like access to jobs, food, health care and other once-reliable resources.

The nearly century-long availability of cheap oil has created a further staggering falsehood.  The foundation for continuing wealth in this country, and in other developed nations, was founded on one very fallacious assumption:  the world, its resources and its money would grow infinitely.  Our economy relies of infinite growth to maintain solvency.

After years of historical financial allocation in the wrong direction, our nation is now broke.  Our government is bankrupt.  We are all “under water.”  The infinite-growth paradigm that was supposed to fund our future was just a world-wide ponzi scheme that has left the masses very much a societal collective of Bernie Madoff’s clients.  The benefits, or “guarantees” that we were cooperatively promised, things like retirement, social security and pensions, were all reliant on the current generation being able to maintain past generations’ debt with their exponential input into the economy.

If art imitates life, it may occur to people that the release of the movie “Failure to Launch” staring Mathew McConaughey and Sarah Jessica Parker, about a young man in his 30s still living at home, was released six years ago.  A lot has changed in six years.  A lot has gotten worse.  Most people are beginning to understand that my generation (I’m 32) just simply won’t have the capacity to fund the promises of yesterday.  We are having significant trouble fending for ourselves.  My older sister recently moved back into my parents’ spare bedroom.  They get it.

Our monetary system, and therefore our economy, is based on interest-bearing loans either figuratively or literally.  Interest-bearing loans are based on growth.  For people on Wall Street, money is made figuratively, through interest-accumulation or derivatives.  What that means is that people who work the stock market as a career, bet on or against the people who use the stock market as something that seems like an honest investment in our economy.

For most people, the investment in the interest-bearing economy, otherwise known as the “stock market,” is a reasonable investment that they’ve been sold in order to bolster some retirement fund.  For brokers, or Wall Street Regulars, they use the seemingly-reasonable investment that people make to fund their retirement in order to create wealth for themselves.  That’s how we got to where we are.  Regular people’s savings has been wagered against betting people’s whims.

For people thinking that they are playing an honest game by investing their retirement or 401ks in the stock market, they are betting on a return that requires people to buy more goods and services to fund their return.

Goods and services are no longer simply traded for monetary value.  It’s not as simple as an algebraic word-problem: “ten trees worth $40 per tree can be turned into six pieces of furniture worth $100 per piece.”  By today’s standards, that’s old-timey economics.  With monetary deregulation, goods and services are additionally and figuratively utilized as collateral in economic bets to create wealth.  With things like growth and debt-servicing, there is an additional aspect to goods and services.

As a metaphor, while you build the furniture, your next-door neighbor bets the guy on Oak Street at a 50% return that you will only get $90 per piece.  When you don’t get your asking price, your neighbor just made $135 per piece of furniture from the guy on Oak Street because you didn’t make your hoped-for return.  It’s completely shady but it’s how our stock brokers have been making money.

But for the American people, it’s worse.  When a broker’s bet doesn’t come to fruition, as we have seen in the housing crisis, the governmental budget, or, in other words, the American tax-payer, foots the bill, like in the bail out.  So normal folks pay double.

As Charles Eisenstein writes in his article titled “Money and The Crisis of Civilization,” “Borrowing more money to make the interest payments on an existing loan merely postpones the day of reckoning by deferring the need to create new goods and services.”  Our economy is no longer based on goods and services.  It is based on borrowed money and therefore our lives are based on borrowed time.

For people like my mother-in-law and I, for people who are counting on American safety nets to bridge the gap between now and unthinkable choices, we are running out of options.

I know that we aren’t alone.

More and more, people will protest, solicit our flaccid government for help and come up empty-handed.  People all over the world, in countries like Egypt and Greece, have already seen this reality manifest.  Even if people like President Obama really did have hope once, he, and others with any grounding in reality, know that our situation is hopeless.  It’s not about politics.  Not now.  It could have been about politics 20 or 30 years ago.  Today, it’s just a lack of resources and funding.

One day my unemployment benefits will run out.  I knew that when they started.  Based on the news of the day, that time may come sooner than later. My partner and I have increasingly tried to implement a structure that will allow us to eat when that time comes.  Sadly, much of the efforts we had put in place to modify our stability have unraveled.  Our recent move to our new place coincided with several things that required us to eat through much of our canned and dried food.  It’s alarming.

We have no savings.  Our electricity was going to be shut off if we didn’t make a payment today.  Luckily, I got what may be my last deposit.  I received an unemployment check this morning so, for now, the lights will stay on.  We will buy groceries, cat food and toilet paper.  But, with each paycheck, we are just scraping by.  And with the new news about unemployment, it’s probable that things will get worse sooner than we imagined.  I will have to give up my phone.  I owe money to the IRS.  Gas and electricity are really expensive here.  Most of our neighbors can’t afford propane and take cold showers.

I am part of a new demographic of American people. I am part of a growing community.  I am poor.  I am struggling.  I struggle to pay for electricity.  I am struggling to feed myself and my family.  I am struggling with poverty.  But I don’t fit into what was once a usual statistic for this demographic.  I am college-educated.  I am smart.  I don’t have children or dependents in my household.  No.  I’m just poor.

When I asked my mother-in-law about the reality of our situation, she replied, “I will know first-hand what my mother went through during the Spanish Civil War. They were eating potato peels and begging for food. I pray people don’t panic and turn into violent, greedy bastards. I pray our community will help us, and that we can find a job, and a way to survive.”

I hope so too.

State of the Union

Robert F. Kennedy Jr. has said on more than one occasion that the American people are the most entertained and the least informed in the world. Listening to the mainstream media on Tuesday, leading up to the State of the Union address, I had a hard time figuring out if the story was about the State of the Union planned for the evening or the recent Oscar nominations. The airwaves were all aflutter with who was going with whom and who was bringing the popcorn. At one point my smart phone notified me that the minority speaker rejected the advances of some republican’s across-the-aisle reaching. First of all, gross. Secondly, I don’t care. I don’t care who Lieberman sits next to and whether or not McCain brought Goobers.

I’m all for the new the clamoring towards bipartisanship and launching a kindness revolution. I’m for talking with and getting along with neighbors. I’m for fostering community and building friendship. I am not for trying to reason with someone’s whose stance on climate change is Genesis 8. I am not for an energy policy launched by someone who has been blowing corporate oil for the past few decades. And I am not for the fanfare and party hats as our elected officials tell us that they will continue the path down the current paradigm—but they will do it holding hands.

Many parts of the speech made my stomach drop like riding a rickety rollercoaster at a state fair. If we think about international relations with any measure of social responsibility, our foreign policy is atrocious. The president’s mention of Tunisia’s recent upheaval, characterizing it as a great step for democracy and indicating that we’re supportive, was obnoxious. If we look at Iraq as an example, Americans know that we don’t get involved in other nations’ so-called democracy unless that nation happens to have oil reserves.

The Unites States of America built an embassy in Iraq larger than Vatican City but neither the Iraqi people nor the American people reaped any benefits from our nations’ conflict. The Iraqi people traded a dictatorship for a police state. The American people watched their sons, daughters and tax dollars go off to war and what returned, if it returned at all, came back forever changed. Ascertaining that we can conclude success in Iraq is ridiculous unless success is measured by how high we can stack dead bodies. The fact that we are finally leaving the sovereign nation we invaded almost ten years ago, so that the people there can fend for themselves and attempt to rebuild their toppled cities is not a cause for celebration. The whole debacle has been a terrible tragedy on any moral level.

But perhaps more glaring about the State of the Union address was not what was revered but what was glossed-over. The mention of Afghanistan hardly got two sentences. The organization Rethink Afghanistan published that, “During the time it took President Obama to give [the] State of the Union address, the U.S. spent another $13,764,244 in Afghanistan, according to the National Priorities Project’s Cost of War counter.” Even if our nation has no morals whatsoever, really doesn’t care about the human cost of war and has no regard for anything but the bottom line, Afghanistan is still a ridiculous endeavor. To reiterate the words of poet Jovi Radtke, “If we think about the war in purely economic terms, America has a credit card bill the size of Afghanistan.” Obama talked a lot about investing in America’s future. By anyone’s standards, building bombs and shooting Afghanis aren’t good investment decisions.

When it comes to foreign wars, our pockets seem to be bottomless. When it comes to investing in our own people, money suddenly becomes scarce. When Obama proposed that we freeze domestic spending, many people felt as though the buzz word in that sentence was “spending” and, perhaps, fiscal conservatives felt that this might be a good idea. I’m not a mathematician and even I can tell you that the way America has been borrowing against the future, with its massive deficit and outlandish spending, is not a viable approach to fiscal soundness. We have to cut back and I know that. But the buzz word was “domestic” Put another way, continuing to burn through hard-earned American money in Afghanistan is fine but money that goes back to the United States should be enforced with a mandatory stasis for the next four years, especially at a time when a record number of people are approaching retirement age and a record number of people are being born. It’s like someone sitting down to do their household budget and deciding to cancel the cable and the phone but still paying for the next-door neighbor’s dog food.

Sadly, all commentary about the economy, and how our money should be spent, is useless. The money doesn’t exist. It has been spent already. Nicole Foss, co-editor of The Automatic Earth (http://theautomaticearth.blogspot.com/), explains in her economic lectures that, for the last century, we have been spending what is essentially a global inheritance. The incredible amount of energy returned from oil production is from a source of sunlight and ancient fossils steeping for millions of years. We came across the incredible inheritance, divided it (usually by force) amongst the perceived more-deserving nations and we blew our wad in a little over a century. Many people still believe that we can continue the rape of the earth and that the economy will continue to grow the way it has for the last few decades. I am not the first person to point out: on a finite planet, there is no such thing as infinite growth.

Still, when I finally think that Peak Oil has hit the mainstream, and that the inevitable attrition and restructuring of how we use energy will start to develop with some level of common sense, an elected official or some other important decision-maker opens their mouth and gives me a delusion-check. Let’s pretend for a minute that there are enough resources and enough energy to build a completely new energy infrastructure and move into clean energy resources such as wind or solar. Even if this were true, Obama said himself that China has the largest solar research facility in the world. Even if there were resources to start a revolution toward sustainability, we are not heading in that direction. Our president gave us cute little allegories about people like the Allen brothers who turned their Michigan furniture shop into a solar shingle factory. Obama failed to mention that solar panel manufacturing companies in the US are being bought out by Chinese companies left and right and that our government has no real foundation to implement a plan for any sort of energy transition that might help us more from our dependency on oil to something more sustainable.

It has become more and more clear that the earth’s resources are finite, that growth is not perpetual and that the rate of our use of the earth’s resources are depleting them so quickly that we will face very serious consequences. Our elected officials could be truthful about this fact, reason with the American people and start a serious plan for the coming transition. Instead, they are maintaining the status quo and continuing down the harmful path that put us in this position in the first place. Rather than expressing the reality of our dire energy situation, Obama just furthered the infinite-growth fallacy and remarked, “We can have economic growth and use more energy while transitioning to ‘clean’ sources like nuclear and clean coal.” I think Richard Heinburg’s dissertation on said remark via facebook summed up my thoughts exactly: “Not.”