Learning curve

As my wife and I plan our escape from the trap called civilization my stomach begins to churn with anticipation, fear, and excitement. We are feeling our way through the choices that need to made. How will we live? Where will we live? Will we live? We of course have a skill set of most civilized. I have never built a house, planted a garden, searched for drinking water. I don't know a thing about plants, the seasons, or my capacity to suffer. I do know this is something I have to do and fast. I no longer can play this game. My wife is a rock and will be the spine of this whole "adventure" as she calls it. Because that's what this is an adventure of a lifetime. So as I head to Uganda this summer with my eyes wide open it is with a sense of energy/urgency my body has never felt before. My life is going in a direction I never imagined. Hell, I'm going to be one of those crazy people who abandons the world as we know it and starts growin' shit...oh boy.

The Entitlement That Is Civilization

I just finished reading Derrick Jensen's Endgame Vol 1 and 2. I have never read so much so fast. Civilization is killing us. I have followed the peak oil crowd for sometime now but this is beyond the scope of the looming oil fiasco. Jensen has called out the big boy in charge. He accuses civilization of murder. Much like Tim Wise's book White Like Me blew my mind about privilege Jensen's book did the same for me when it comes to civilization itself. Abuse is rampant and the denial is deep. Do we act or do we hope peak oil will take care of it for us? The entitlement humans have is obvious but somehow we have a veil that blinds us to it. There is no doubt the planet is in peril and DJ wants action from us. This action is dangerous and necessary but the risks keep most of us from acting. I love the twenty premises he uses to challenge the fence sitters. Hope is not working and pacifism is it's ugly brother.