Nobel laureate economist Paul Krugman doesn't get it. Not even Nouriel Roubini, the doomer's doomer of economists, truly comprehends what's about to happen to the global economy.
Even in the midst of financial collapse, the economic discussion utterly fails to take into account the effects of the rapidly worsening global energy situation (aka Peak Oil) and the consequences that the draining of the financial capital pool will have for our ability to bring oil alternatives on-line in time. Without oil or a substitute, economic activity will be constrained by both financial and energy shortages, rather than just one or the other. Most energy substitutes that have the scalability to meet the challenge (e.g. a switch to electric cars and electric rail) require serious capital to fund the infrastructure build-out, and capital is in shorter supply every day. The double whammy of oil shortages and capital shortages could even result in a worsening of global warming if we switch to cheap coal rather than expensive renewables to replace our declining oil supplies. We have at most 5 years to address this situation. At this time there aren't even any coherent plans in place and money is rapidly becoming scarce.
Then there's the global food situation that is being exacerbated by climate change (which is causing worsening droughts and floods), the rising cost of fertilizer and the depletion of irrigation water. The global economic recession will have amplifying consequences for regional food shortages, since lower economic activity and the implosion of global credit markets will have a braking effect on donations for international food aid. This is already happening to Zimbabwe. If a region's food supply declines, so does its economic capacity, as an underfed workforce is much less productive. That in turn makes the recession or depression worse.
All these factors will work together over the next two to five years, and the interaction has the potential of creating a level of global distress that is an order of magnitude worse than a simple recession, no matter whether it looks like a V, a U, a W or an L. I don't think we're going to see significant inflation, and that scares the crap out of me. Instead, I'm convinced we're going to see a massive global deflationary event, starting with a debt shock within the next two years and spiraling into a deflationary depression as debt and credit (the modern electronic version of money) evaporates.
We are facing a serious shitstorm. I expect the situation to transition from recession to depression rather suddenly, though I don't know exactly when. What I've read over the last four years has led me to the conclusion that by the end of 2010 we'll probably be in the first year of a global depression, one that could last several decades due to worsening energy shortages and the rising relative cost of raw materials. In fact it's entirely possible that the situation by 2020 could be the new normal – the words "recession" and "depression" imply recovery, which in my opinion is not at all guaranteed in this situation.
So all is doom, right? Wrong. So deliciously, wondrously wrong...
I sat transfixed in front of my TV here in Ottawa on the night of Tuesday, November 4, 2008. On the screen Barack Obama delivered his acceptance speech, and the world changed in front of my eyes. For eight long years I had assumed that all was lost in the USA, and by extension, in the world. Emerging from that long dark night of the soul was an indescribable, ecstatic experience.
Obama himself was not the reason for my joy, however. Obama the President is beholden to powers behind the throne and is constrained by circumstances beyond his control and outside influences. As well-meaning as he may be, he will not be able to change the course of events that have already outrun our ability to comprehend, let alone control them. Obama the Idea, and the simple fact of his election, though – ahh, now that's another story. The symbolism of his election and what it implied about a shift in public consciousness was what made me leap for the champagne.
I have been watching the world spiral towards doom for several years now. A sense of ineluctability has suffused my growing comprehension of the probable outcome of the converging crises in ecology, energy and economics. That combination of severity and inevitability left me in deep, mortal despair for a long time. I finally accepted that there is no technical "solution" waiting in the wings to be discovered or applied, but even that equanimity simply left me in a limbo of hopeless acceptance.
Then earlier this year I finally understood that the road out of our predicament can only be orthogonal to the problem space itself. If we cannot hope to change the trajectory of our world, all that's left is to change ourselves. Personal transformation, in which individuals change to become metaphorical "imaginal cells" in the caterpillar body of humanity offers at least a glimmer of hope, esoteric though it may be.
But is such a transformation possible on a scale large enough to affect humanity as a whole? I was still unsure of that until midnight on that delirious Tuesday. It was then that I understood that such a metamorphosis was not only possible, but was happening in front of my eyes. In that moment the signs I had seen in Paul Hawken's description of "Gaia's antibodies" in his book "Blessed Unrest" were validated.
Our civilization may not have a future in its present form, but the idea that we may have a chance to chrysalize and emerge as something completely new fills me with an irrational flood of optimism.
Gobama, the Butterfly President!