Living in Place

Posted: December 8, 2009 in Blogosphere, Consumerism, Environment, Ethics, Idealism, Industrial Collapse

I have struggled from time to time to describe to friends and acquaintances why I’m disinclined to travel these days. They reply with the same blank incomprehension upon learning that I don’t watch TV: “Wha? How can you not …?!” If this blog were ever truly destined to help me work out my ideas rather than using it to proselytize to a vast, silent readership, this is probably the time.

If you’ve read more than a couple posts after being directed here following some heedless Google search about skyscrapers, the night sky, or living among refuse (which continue to drive perusal readers my way), or you’re merely curious about me from some comment I made on someone else’s blog, you know already that I’m twisted about prospects for the future, namely, foreseeable calamities as industrial collapse and climate change get rolling. Of the many bloggers facing down these issues, Dave Pollard expresses better than most the sense of horror and mourning I share over anticipated losses — not our ridiculous standard of living or institutions that have outlived their usefulness but the billions of people in what will be a great cull of human population. I have friends who believe in this eventuality and those who don’t, both camps being largely unconcerned. I haven’t arrived at that attitude yet.

In the meantime, I’ve been rather selective and probably more than a bit irrational about how I deal with my foreknowledge of some really bad things. For example, permaculture and sustainability activists frequently advocate becoming a locavore, or consuming only foods produced locally. This behavior represents a commitment to live in place in some small respect and is an ethical response to the growing awareness that transporting foods thousands of miles, often out of season, is a destructive practice, though perhaps necessary for now. It’s not unlike so many vegetarians who can’t bear in good conscience to consume animal flesh after learning of the horrible treatment animals endure before being fed to us. I recognize both issues as honest and well intentioned, yet I’ve embraced neither.

If foods gathered from all compass points and transported to the local grocery don’t bother me, how about household and lifestyle goods? When it’s suggested that Americans should buy American, it’s usually a labor and employment issue. The rhetoric is that our hard-earned money (is there another kind?) should not be exported for the benefit of (gasp!) foreigners or foreign-owned companies. Considering how American companies have been outsourcing fabrication for decades now, it’s often difficult to find a product of American manufacture without going considerably out of your way. Everything comes to us these days on ocean-going vessels laden with shipping containers full of consumer goods. Interestingly, I’ve read of Americans being compared fairly accurately to cargo cults, South Pacific islanders who formed a religion of sorts following their initial exposure to technologically advanced cultures. Consumerism in the U.S. has achieved religious status, and it’s based in large measure on cargo coming from overseas. On this issue, I’m half-in, half-out. Whereas I don’t care about source of origin, a profligate lifestyle is for me an embarrassment, so it’s easy to forego creature comforts, pointless electronic gadgetry, and overpriced designer nonsense. Even still, I recognize that I enjoy an opulent lifestyle compared to most of the rest of planet’s denizens, though fairly modest compared to my friends and acquaintances who are untroubled by thoughtless purchase-and-discard consumption.

Let me return to my disdain for travel. For years, I had the same wanderlust and yen for travel that many Americans feel. (That sense is not universal, as many Murricans are so provincial in their attitudes they have utterly no interest in traveling beyond their immediate confines.) I’ve been overseas numerous times and done road trips through many U.S. states. Various discounts and professional obligations provided ample incentive to travel, and I didn’t hesitate to hop a plane or hit the road. I’ve even ridden the rails on occasion. However, in the wake of learning how historically exceptional our lives are compared not just to our contemporaries but to our forebears, and yes, our descendants — all because of an energy binge that will be impossible to repeat — travel is the one aspect of resource consumption I’ve taken most to heart. Why, I can’t say. But the enjoyment of travel and desire to see unfamiliar places has drained out of me. Before long, a couple decades perhaps, I suspect that we’ll all be forced to accept far more austere food options, abandon our worship of cargo, and stay put. Transportation costs in the post-Peak Oil era will require that we learn how to better live in place.

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Comments
  1. Jennie says:

    I agree. Human lifestyle as we know it will cease. Maybe not in our lifetime, but eventually. Unfortunately, people expect you to act and live as everyone else does (like having a cell phone). If you don’t, then you are left behind…business and personal aspects. That is the dilemma – participate or not participate?

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