Without work to keep me busy and buried, I've had too much time to think at work. While friends of mine joking plan for a zombie apocalyse, I regularly dread the collapse of modern infrastructure, mass starvation, the end of life as we know it. At the same time I'm oddly comforted we can't manage to extinguise all life on earth, only most of it. Reflecting on this, and the various steps I see as helpful but not strictly necessary to continuing my family/tribe's survival after such an event is perhaps a red flag on the anxiety scale.
I live currently in a remote part of the United States. It's a very large town, with very little agriculture or other renewable natural resources. Most everything to keep this city of 300,000 people going is shipped in. Things are already very expensive here, about 12-25% more than in the rest of the country. If fuel prices spike to where we can't afford to ship food in, it's hard not to imagine large scale starvation, resource competition, devestation of natural resources. I don't believe I stand a good chance of surviving that, especially since I'm not a hunter or fisherman.
Prior to the Russian fur trade, human life here was managed by severe resource limitations, and while not the most populated area in the world, it did manage to support several thousand people. However, these were scattered into small, mobile groups, rarely settling in one place for overlong. Combine that with incredibly high mortality rates, it's hard to find a better example of sustainable life in these high latitudes. Certainly not one similar to the western methods of consumption.
Life and climate is beginning to change all over, and the general trend seems to be that it happens quickly rather than slowly. Gotta get out now while I can.
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