Would you survive a world without our creature conveniences and comfort?

Whenever I am scrubbing our cast iron pans, my thoughts travel in a line sort of like this:

Wow, it’s amazing how long these things last.

They’ll last until the end of time if we take care of them.

I learned how to take care of things from my parents. We didn’t have a lot of money growing up so we had to take care of what we had in order to do things we enjoyed doing.

Imagine if we lost all electricity and access to gasoline. The world, as we know it, would change so much. 

Remember that book series you just finished re-reading, Stacey? World Made By Hand by James Howard Kunstler

Shit would get real. These pans would definitely survive that if we continue to take good care of them.

Yup, welcome to my brain. I often think about what would happen if the life we are all used to were to suddenly change and we had to rely on our own skill set and access to materials to survive. That book series illustrates it very well and makes that possibility all-too-real.

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Around Thanksgiving, I woke up at 2:30 in the morning with my brain just churning about this very scenario. Most of us would not survive. Period. For fuck’s sake, we can’t even consistently try and get along with the people around us and, if the world were to go to complete shit, we would need each other to survive. Very few of us would be able to do it completely alone.

Think about it: You, reader: you know your talents. You know what you can do and what you have trouble doing. Would you be able to survive a world where we no longer had cars? Grocery stores? Electricity? A natural gas line leading to your home to keep you warm during the cold months?

I know my talents and my short-comings. While I think I can make some pretty fancy craft items, the things I create are not useful in a world where luxury has been stripped away. As in, I don’t know how to knit clothes, make blankets, tan hides of animals for use (I also do not know how to hunt), grow a winter garden, grow a plentiful enough summer garden to store much for winter months, repair a roof using recycled materials…the list goes on and on. There is so much in this world I don’t know how to do; the only tools I’d have in my tool kit, so to say, would be cooperation, the ability to learn, and sheer stubbornness to try and make it. So the things I make now for fun really don’t matter. They are just for my entertainment and to exercise another part of my brain. It’s a sobering thought to realize that a lot of things around me really do not matter – they are just part of the noise of today’s convenience-driven world.

 

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