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Soldiers on the School Run

Posted in Collapse, Environment, International Aid by nickblack on June 15, 2010

Last night I was at the Royal Geographical Society for the annual IRC-UK lecture, ‘Soldiers on  the School Run: Sensible Strategy or Disastrous Compromise?’ This is the latest in a series of events trying to define what it is we’re up to in the business of humanitarian interventions. It’s clear to honest professionals in both the military and the aid industry that the way we are dealing with complex emergencies is not working and needs to get a lot better – fast. There’s no choice. The rate of State failure is accelerating. We simply cannot afford too many Somalias.

On the one hand, the military is engaged in adapting to WW4 – the kind of battles waged or imagined in WW2 and the Cold War are history. WW4 is a counterinsurgency war. Neither the battles between national armies that characterized WW2, nor the long distance threatening of the Cold War are relevant to today’s forces fighting jihadists in the fields and villages of Afghanistan. It is a far more complex mission than previous forces had to consider. The WW4 soldier is expected to be part diplomat, part aid worker, and part nation builder. Panelist Ahmed Rashid believes there is a crisis between the  military and the NGOs in Afghanistan. The rate of change in mission has been too rapid for the military to adapt its strategy from the Cold War, and their command structure is incompatible with the way NGOs work. But the heart of the problem is the very different perspective of each organization.

For the NGOs, whose objectives range from acute disaster relief to long term development, and who therefore expect to spend anything from a few weeks to years in a given place, the issue is how to maintain independence from the military on which they increasingly rely for logistics and security. It is axiomatic  in the Aid industry that aid should be ‘independent, neutral and impartial.’ But in the management of complex emergencies there is increasing involvement of the military, and the politics of military intervention means that there is no neutrality or impartiality. The NGOs are fearful that the more they are identified with the military, their safety will be in jeopardy. It is well known that on this basis the Taliban considers Aid workers to be ‘American Slaves. Mike Young is IRCs director for Asia and the Caucasus, and he’s been at it for 12 years.  He doesn’t believe in big plans, he’s all for local, which takes time and trust. He’s frightened that if the Taliban remain after the US and UK forces leave, the locals who worked with the Aid agencies will be killed as collaborators.  He remains very doubtful of the long term effectiveness of military based Aid, but admits that we’re stuck with what we’ve got.

Major General (Ret.) Tim Cross, who is a veteran the Gulf, the Balkans and Iraq argued that for the military it wasn’t a question of whether they should be doing development and humanitarian intervention, but how. On balance he said that he thought both the military and the NGOs were doing ‘a reasonable job’, but that ‘we have to keep talking to each other.’ So they have very different missions, and very different ways of operating. But they find themselves working together out of necessity.  And not only with NGOs. The US marines have been trying to use academics in its efforts for ‘hearts and minds’ and to avoid accidental civilian casualties. The Human Terrain Systems embed social scientists and anthropologists with combat troops to help tacticians with local knowledge. This new kind of counterinsurgency war/complex emergency situation is demanding  rapid adaptation, and if that means embedding academics and /or humanitarian workers, so be it.

Uneasy bedfellows they may be, but it looks like they will be stuck with each other for the foreseeable future. Nation building is new and over the last 10 years it’s been pretty hit and miss. Perhaps what is happening is that two distinct mindsets are having to merge, because the prospect of large parts of Africa and Asia collapsing is too dire to imagine.

Links:

International Rescue Committee

Human Terrain

Wintermute

Posted in Economy, Science, Technology by nickblack on June 10, 2010

“Welcome my son, welcome…to the machine.”

Pink Floyd, 1975

Twice a year since 1993 the TOP500 project has released a list of sites operating the 500 most powerful supercomputers. This June, in the number one spot is the Cray Jaguar at the Oak Ridge National Laboratory, with a benchmark speed of 1.759 Petaflops. A Petaflop is 1,000,000,000,000,000 floating point operations a second. In second place is a Chinese system at the National Supercomputing Centre in Shenzhen, called Nebulae. Nebulae has a benchmark speed of 1.27 Petaflops. The benchmark is used to standardize results, but gives a slower speed than the machine’s theoretical maximum. The theoretical maximum for Jaguar is 2.33 Petaflops, and for Nebulae it’s 2.98. So there are now supercomputers running at 2 Petaflops.

What makes this interesting is that futurist Ray Kurzweil estimates the computing speed necessary to emulate human intelligence is 10 Petaflops, or 1016 operations per second. A check of the Top 500 lists from the last few years confirms that Moore’s Law is alive and well in supercomputing. In June 2008 the 1Petaflop barrier was breached for the first time by an IBM cluster called Roadrunner at the US Department of Energy at Los Alamos. So it’s reasonable to assume that by June 2012 a machine will reach 8 Petaflops – within striking distance of Kurzweil’s estimate. Two years after that a machine will exist that is nearly twice as fast as brainspeed.

These speeds are opening up entirely new kinds of science. Simulation of complex systems like climate, astrophysics, fusion, and genetics. Researchers will be able to run simulations faster and cheaper for a huge variety of scientific and technological problems which have until now been impossible or prohibitively expensive. The most challenging of these problems is how to simulate operation of the brain’s 100 trillion neurons – the most complex object in the universe.

The Transhuman event horizon is nearly upon us. The merger of our biological intelligence with non biological intelligence is now within one decade. We are in the process of radically accelerating our own evolution. We began doing it inside computers in the 80s, molecular biology labs in the 90s and now we’re about to do it to ourselves. We are entering an era in which we will no longer be the smartest one in the room. By 2020 supercomputers wil be running at 64 Petaflops, more than 6 times brainspeed.

This represents the most fundamental paradigm shift in human evolution – a radical discontinuity in human history.

The TOP500 is a list only includes the systems that are volunteered to them. As Dr. Lockley, of the Oxford Supercomputing Centre, pointed out: “The spooks have got some pretty big machines.” So it appears that within five years either the US or Chinese intelligence agencies will have machines that are capable of simulating human intelligence.

Do we really want the NSA to be the first one on the block to have a functioning AI?

Good morning Wintermute, how are you today?

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Prisoner of Fun

Posted in Humor, Uncategorized by nickblack on June 2, 2010

I went down to visit an old friend who manages a swish new watersports resort on the Turkish coast. A way of going to a sunny part of England, while pretending to go to Turkey. A camp for fun. Bugger local colour, the people who do these holidays are desperate and they have children. They want some corner of a foreign field that is forever England, and never mind the culture. Get on a plane full of English people for a few hours, then a night coach dash through the outskirts of some crumbling soviet style cities, into the deserted countryside and at midnight you arrive. Theoretically.

The plane was 3 hours late so we arrived in the middle of the night. I say ‘we’ because Ms Mia insisted that if I was going to the Mediterranean and I didn’t take her, there’d be trouble. Mad Ms M doesn’t do planes (we’re going to crash), coaches (we’re going to crash), or watersports (we’re going to drown and wearing sports clothing is stupid), so she came just to have a good moan. She’d thrashed her writing arm writing commercial copy  and wanted to sit by the pool and nurse herself back to what she imagines good health. Or so she said.

The room was tastefully done up in the style of an ancient Greek motel, if they’d had motels. Above our twin beds – one of the things about going on holiday with an ex – was a faux fresco fragment of Greek lovers from the classic age, all willowy limbs and diaphanous textiles. The sliding balcony door was framed in Doric columns of distressed beige, as were the beds. Even the marble floor was beige. But I bet we had better plumbing than half of Turkey.

We woke to that Mediterranean sky that reminds your interior designer of Farrow and Ball’s Cook’s Blue, and the sea a shade of Arsenic (number 214). After a wake up roll up on the balcony we went off to breakfast and that’s where the trouble started. The Turkish kitchen staff had gone mental. Unless you’ve survived since ancient Rome, or you’ve been a diplomat at one of those state bashes, you’ve never seen this much food in one place. Seconds. Thirds. Eat till you burst. Every meal, every day, was as much as you could ever conceive of eating and you left the dining terrace in a rolling stagger. Package holiday heaven.

Our fellow holiday makers were clad in the collective hallucination of English leisure: Quicksilver, Animal, Fat Face, O’Neill, Billabong…The logos of magical thinking: If we all just keep it up, we’ll live in a country with a climate  and we won’t work in Swindon, we’ll live on the beach in Australia and be tan and thin. No you won’t. As soon as they’d killed themselves with calories and covered each other in spf50, it was off to the beach and sailing. Ahhh, a laser dinghy on the morning bay. Light wind and clear water – more like a massage than sailing. The beach staff, all lovely young things, Turk and Brit, were so helpful you wanted to take them home. M got a beach lounger at the far end of the beach and worried about her tan in isolation. And that’s what we did. I sailed and she smoked and seethed on the beach. We ate and ate, and read and read and sailed and sailed.

We thought about blending in, but it was uphill. M kept muttering that these weren’t our people and I kept thinking that we didn’t have any people because that would imply some link to humanity. We looked wrong. There was some kind of barrier. Every time I got to talking to some nice couple from Richmond or Manchester I ended up making a mistake. I’d bring up the imminent collapse of civilization, or peak oil and they’ve got little children so they’re not thrilled to hear from some old loony that it’s all over and that Leicestershire will look like the Ukraine in 10 years. Or that was M’s explanation anyway. I thought it might be that she didn’t have that yummy mummy hair and the top shop beach wear with the gold trim and sequins. And then I found out from Simon, 11, that the kids called her the shouting wife and that explained it.

After a few days we both got the creeps. It was like being in that TV show from the 60s, the Prisoner, you kept expecting to see Patrick McGoohan and a big white balloon. Food arrived. As soon as you’d finished a plate it was whisked away by a smiling young Turkish person. You had fun on the beach. You couldn’t leave. You couldn’t leave because all the surrounding area is Turkish military and they have no sense of humour. At 4 in the afternoon there was a dinghy race, every day, which was always won by the same kid from Ireland. We only found out later he was a world class racer and we’d all been wasting our time. We did yoga. We did pilates. We did something with big balls, let me rephrase that, we did an exercise class where you sat on a big plastic ball and did sit ups till you cried. We ate again. In the evenings we sat in the beach bar and drank beer. People read big novels. Children annoyed their parents. It seemed timeless but in a terrifying way. I felt I knew how cows felt: domesticated and passive. Just a big domesticated mammal in a fun prison.

They made us go to into town on one day. We mountain biked. Not just any mountain bikes. All brand new Gary Fishers for Crissakes. A bit OTT for a 20 minute ride but hey, this is funtown. A fishing harbour teeming with feral cats and old men drinking tea from tiny glasses and smoking. We wandered the back streets and looked in the shops. This place had been a fishing harbour since Agamemnon was making trouble. Old stone lanes and alleys. It had that kind of marginal poverty you see in places on the fringes of the West. Not bad, but not great. All the wrong logos. Personality cult pictures of Ataturk everywhere. We ate terrible fish and chips and three strands of dead lettuce imitating a salad. I had to have a secret conversation in broken Turkish with the owner after pretending I was on my way to the toilet. M can’t stand the sight of fish with heads, so I had to ask them to filet the fish for us, but without letting her know or she would have been embarrassed. I was trying to explain phobias in a language I don’t speak. He was mystified, but did his best. It wasn’t much of an escape. All the people from the camp were at the same restaurant because it was the day we had to go to town and it was the only good one. We finished and biked home, defeated.

At last, Saturday, going home. You can only do this for a while. We sat around waiting for the coach. By now the kids were fed up, mums were ridiculous colours, and everyone  had gained 15 pounds. M had managed to burn her bum the colour of sunset in a last minute attempt to look like a Bedouin, so she couldn’t sit down properly. I’d windsurfed till my arms didn’t work anymore. Time to go. We piled on the coach and drove through towns made up entirely of pastel tower blocks stuck out in the dry hills. Who builds this stuff? Who lives there? Sort of bad Islamic science fiction dystopia sprouting endless satellite dishes. No trees. No water. No thanks.

We arrived at the airport and there was a security check before you entered the terminal. I thought that was a bit cheeky, I mean this is a Muslim country. I wanted to mention to the armed guard that I thought it was a bit rich, given that they were the ones blowing up our airports, not the other way round, but M talked me out of it. Same time next year?

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Climate Gate and the new Porsche

Posted in Business, Collapse, Environment, Peak Oil, Science, Technology by nickblack on May 21, 2010

I was at the Frontline Club last night for an event called Climate Change: The Forgotten Crisis. I didn’t know we’d forgotten about it, so it came as a shock. I spend most of my time, when I’m not sleeping, thinking about it, so I must be a fanatic. The point is that after the so called “Climate Gate” business, climate’s been pushed to the back burner. Everyone’s fed up with the scientists and the question is: what are the challenges facing journalists and scientists in covering the issues? Or how can we make this interesting again without sounding stupid? Great panel with Richard Black, the BBC News Website environment correspondent, Julian Rush, the science correspondent for Channel 4 news and James Randerson for the Guardian.

Representing the Global Campaign for Climate Action, we had Kelly Rigg, who was fantastic. Yes, I’m a vile cynic and I not so secretly think we’ve passed half a dozen tipping points which will unavoidably make our species’ adaptation to a new climate iffy at best. But it’s people like Kelly that might pull us back from the brink. Of course we are about to blow past 400ppm like Valentino Rossi on a new Ducati, and the only way to stop that would be to stop the world economy for a while. And there aren’t too many journalists whose bosses would let them suggest that. Mind you, on current evidence it’s looking like a distinct possibility.

What saddened me was the feeling that we all knew this stuff. All the panel knew it. All the audience, many of whom were either journalists or activists, knew that while the science was fine, the forces ranged against a grown up discussion about the climate were vast, rich and winning. The unavoidable problem is that big chunks of the population are largely indifferent or they simply don’t believe it. There’s a feeling it’s all a bit of a bore and people are sick and tired of  being terrified. They’re already terrified about the economy without a bunch of campaigners telling them they’re evil for having a car and they have to dig up the garden and grow vegetables. Add in the people who think baby Jesus is coming back to save us, so it would be impolite to do anything, and you see the problem. There’s not enough of us to win. But we had fun.

For you up to the minute people out there, James Hansen and Makiko Sato have a new website which is updating data as it comes in. Hansen has been right for so long, and ahead of the curve for so long, he’d be bored if he wasn’t so dedicated.

So that’s it for the resource depletion/climate catastrophe trajectory, but what about the singularity/exponential innovation trajectory? It’s been a banner period since I got back from the Atlantic.

First, at last, a hybrid that doesn’t look like a re-engineered can of beans. I’ve never understood why hybrids had to be the ugliest cars ever designed. Thank you Mr. Porsche. They call it Intelligent Performance. Now some of you know I’ve been ranting about how we couldn’t let the christian mad have the phrase “Intelligent Design”, because we were going to have to use it, you know, to save the world and stuff. Well here it is…

Finally a hybrid that rich people won’t feel silly or pretentious driving. Because if the rich don’t like it, it isn’t going to happen.

Second, Craig Venter is now the most important biologist since Darwin. Artificial life is here. Every science fiction fan in the world is thrilled. All the religious are having the usual “are you playing dog” nervous breakdown. Evolution just took a left turn.

Third, my personal favourite of the week, a robot priest marries a couple in Japan.

If that doesn’t tell you the future’s arrived nothing will.

I’ve been continuing my reading on the humanitarian crisis, or rather the crisis in humanitarianism, and I’m wondering how this all plays into the scenarios above.  I’m reading (for the second time, the first time was so depressing I had to take a break) The White Man’s Burden: Why the West’s Efforts to Aid the Rest Have Done So Much Ill and So Little Good, by former World Bank economist William Easterly, as well as Conor Foley’s The Thin Blue Line: How Humanitarianism Went to War and Linda Polman’s War Games: The Story of Aid and War in Modern Times. The gist here is that we spent $2.3 trillion since the end of WW2, did no good, did a lot of harm, enriched numbers of dictators beyond their considerable dreams of avarice,  got them nice places on the French Riviera and Malibu, perverted international law, and turned the whole thing into a questionable arm of western corporate/military hegemony. Hard to see why we don’t just quit.

Add to this Johann Hari’s rant in the Independent about the nasty connections between major environmental groups and nasty corporations, that are in fact killing the planet while lying about it, and now you know why I’m going to take my secretary for a week’s sailing in Turkey.

I try to be as cynical as humanly possible, and it’s still not enough to keep up with reality.

Street Fighting Man

Posted in Business, Collapse, Economy, Environment, Peak Oil, Science, Technology by nickblack on May 6, 2010

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy,
‘Cause summer’s here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy

Jagger Richards 1968

Finally I’m back. My Atlantic trip was extraordinary and I ended up doing two deliveries to and from France, so in all I covered more than 6000 miles.

Before I left I wrote a post called 2010: The Next Leg Down. I wanted to go over it and see how I’m doing in the trend forecasting business.

Oil and the Deep Horizon rig: I’m still waiting for the oil price spike. But the good people at BP are doing their best on my behalf, bless ‘em. Or rather, Transocean.  Although Transocean is not well known publicly, it’s the largest rig operator in the world, with about 300 rigs. What makes this accident so important was that it was an ultra-deep drilling operation and if the US bans more ultra-deep in the Gulf of Mexico it will impact oil supply within a year. As the cheap easy oil disappears we are faced with difficult choices: Just how much ecological horror do you think you can stand to stay on the highway?  We need to remember that Deep Horizon was no mundane oil operation. They were tapping into the Tiber field – 40,000 ft down. It was the deepest vertical well in history. You could lose Everest and have 13000ft spare in that hole. This was the Apollo mission for deep drilling. Was it dangerous? Of course it was. Whenever we take one of those giant steps for mankind, it’s inherently dangerous. But in all the fervour to get to the 70 billion barrels deep in the Gulf, we chose to suppress that information. What happens if we have a big hurricane season this year?

Nukes: While the west mutters and hovers, Asia is going all out. It will be interesting to follow the split in attitude. Just this week, Monju, the giant Japanese breeder reactor was brought back online after a 14 years of repair.  China, which has 11 reactors in commercial production, has 20 under construction. I’m waiting for the argument in the West to get much more heated as people start to wonder how we’ll compete with nuclear Asian countries in 10 years.

Immigration: I get a gold star. In the UK immigration has become the biggest issue in the election. It was an immigration argument with Mrs. Duffy that caused Mr. Brown’s worst moment in the campaign. As we hit the next leg down, and the European economy buckles  under  the sovereign debt bubble, which will make Lehman brothers look like the teddy bear’s picnic, immigration will turn ugly. Big right wing gains across Europe. As southern Europe goes into full street fighting man mode it’s only a matter of time before they decide that it’s the foreigner’s fault. Look out.

I’m off to the Frontline Club to have a glass of wine and watch as Britain has a revolutionary election, involving three white guys instead of two. No, really. It’s time for real change. Honest.

Gone

Posted in Uncategorized by nickblack on February 28, 2010

Tomorrow morning I fly to Tortola and then I will be returning to Southampton, England in a Catamaran. It will be my first Atlantic crossing so I’m psyched. I’ll be back in about 30 days. I was checking the web and found this wonderful story of the plastic in our environment from new research by Dr. Kara Lavender Law at sea.edu. Bye Bye.

RIP Walt Ratterman

Posted in Uncategorized by nickblack on February 26, 2010

I found out a few days ago that Walt Ratterman of Knightsbridge International was killed in Haiti during the earthquake. When I was producing Beyond the Call with Adrian Belic it was clear that the work these brave men did was both incredibly dangerous and absolutely necessary. Walt gave up a very successful career in construction to use his expertise in helping people all over the world. An extraordinary man and an inspiration to us all. Thank you for everything Walt.

Africa

Posted in Collapse, Environment by nickblack on February 26, 2010

I wrote the other day that there was a rumour Labour had allowed virtually unlimited immigration because immigrants were more likely to vote Labour in future and that any objections were likely to be branded racist. The very next day the Telegraph reported that not only was it true, as the following extract makes clear…

“It called for increases in foreign workers to meet the Government’s “economic and social objectives” but also stated that the public would be opposed to the shift because of “racism” and urged ministers to try to alter public attitudes towards immigrants…It emerged earlier this month that another draft of the same document suggested Labour’s migration policy over the past decade had been aimed at meeting “social objectives” as well as economic needs – but again passages were removed.”…

Worse, Andrew Neather, a former advisor to Blair, Straw and Blunkett, added that the sharp increase in immigration over the past 10 years was partly due to a “driving political purpose: that mass immigration was the way that the Government was going to make the UK truly multi-cultural”.

It beggars belief. Whether or not the British people wish to change their culture to make it more multi-cultural is entirely up to them, and I assume they voted as such, but that’s not the point. What this document implies is that everyone who is deeply concerned about the biosphere’s ability to manage super-exponential population growth, and opposes immigration on such grounds is inherently racist.

This makes it impossible to ever take anyone in government for the last decade seriously at an ecological level again. Unless they have more luck than the gods of probability have ever seen, they’ve set Europe up for the Balkans on Steroids.

Back in the real world…

I want to return to the problem of Africa. First because it’s in the worst shape, and because many of the same issues come up in thinking about other collapsing regions, like the middle east. I’ve just discovered some research which throws some light on the troubles that Africa is in.

Research led by Dr. Marshall Burke of the University of California, Berkeley, has shown that the critical component in the endemic wars of sub Saharan Africa is temperature. The team combined historical records of conflict with rainfall and temperature records. A 1°C rise in temperature produced a 50% greater probability of conflict.

The reason seems to be the reliance of the majority of Africans on crops which are sensitive to small changes in temperature. On the one hand it’s good to get some hard data, on the other it’s a nightmare because it means that as temperature increases in line with global warming Africa becomes even more unstable than it is now. Assume Dr. Burke’s analysis is correct and that, as he says:

“…when you put things like economic growth and better governance into the mix, the temperature effect remains strong.”

Then it means that Africans find themselves in a classic adaptational trap. Their cultural history and traditions will not necessarily be helpful, because their environment is changing rapidly, too rapidly to allow for natural rates of adaptation. Since half of the world’s failed states are in sub Saharan Africa, and many of them have barely any government, it may be we are already too far into the cycle of collapse to have any effective remedy for the whole population. I’m not suggesting a scenario in which International development projects, African aid, rock stars, and the UN continue as they have; the same sad story about which we can do little. I’m suggesting a radically worse situation in which the world comes to terms with its first billion person famine, the complete collapse of society and agriculture, and the effects of the inevitable billion plus diaspora on Europe.

It is absolutely critical that Africa is stabilized to the extent possible. Clearly the traditional approach of giving billions of dollars in Western taxpayer’s money to Dictators such as Omar Bongo, President of Gabon, who brought $1m in shrink wrapped notes into the US in a suitcase, isn’t working well. Or Teodoro Obiang, son of Equatorial Guinea’s President, who moved $100m in “suspect funds” into the US, including $30m for a nice little place in Malibu. Or Jennifer Douglas, fourth wife of a former Nigerian vice-president, who helped her husband bring $40m into the US. According to a Senate report this week many other African leaders have moved hundreds of millions of dollars out of the countries they were supposedly leading, with the help of US professionals. Read the full story here and feel your eyes roll. Let’s take it for granted, until we have better data, that buying Teodoro a Malibu villa (oh, and a $38m airplane, sorry I forgot) probably isn’t the quickest route to avoiding the world’s largest ever famine and its inevitable diaspora. It’s why I’ve come to the conclusion that western government sponsored Aid must be stopped. It’s failed both the  recipients and the western taxpayers.

Despite the almost irresistible glamour of Bob and Bono, I’m not a huge fan of celebrity advocacy either. I remember a difficult meeting at the LSE in which Medecins San Frontieres was represented, talking about how to manage the often counter productive campaigns with celebrities. Perhaps it’s as Bishop Tutu says, that it’s important that we are “listening to what Africans actually want, that Africans drive their own development.” But I doubt it, because if that was working, then it really wouldn’t be a problem. The problem is that Africans haven’t driven their own development. Are we going to recycle the same post-colonial arguments again? It’s been 50 years. But in the end Desmond may be right for reasons he may not like. It looks like that Africans will have no choice because the rest of the world is too busy. What Africa needs isn’t more help. I think the people of Africa have endured all the help they can stand.

What Africa needs is intelligent systems. I’m a huge fan of small independent humanitarian organizations who engage local populations long term and personally, and it’s those organizations that are coming up with the solutions. Like kiwanja.net which enables humanitarian groups and those they serve to use communications technology in imaginative ways. We need to flood Africa with technology and knowledge systems. They need knowledge and they need friends who will work on a local level to stabilize populations. The Africans will figure out what new crops to plant, how to educate themselves, and how to manage their environment. They have to because years of paternalism, patronizing missionaries, the UN, and crooked tribal presidents, now living in Malibu, haven’t.

To come back to the African diaspora in Europe: As I said in my last post, I’m am afraid that this year, or very soon thereafter, we will see a backlash against this migration from Africa as the financial conditions in Europe worsen.

2010: The Next Leg Down

Posted in Collapse, Environment, Peak Oil by nickblack on February 22, 2010

Before I go off on my transatlantic sailing trip next week I thought I’d make some forecasts for 2010: The next leg down.

Oil and Globalization: First thing is our reaction to the arrival of triple digit oil prices. Right now oil is at $80. I’m not expecting a miraculous recovery in demand, but a political crisis could easily drive prices into triple digits. If so, whether or not you actually believed the news tripe about recovery, oil over $100/barrel will begin the next leg of the post peak oil crisis. Right on schedule. The same process will be broadly applicable to most of Western Europe, the US and the rest of the developed world, but my immediate concern is Britain. This is the year when transport begins to trump labour arbitrage and the global part of globalization starts to look shaky.

On the face of it, this is disastrous. The OECD industries have come to rely on almost completely on foreign manufacturing sources, obviously for the most part China. But in fact it’s a tremendous opportunity, because except for bankers and entertainers, globalization has been a disaster for wage earners. The myth of the service economy has run its course. It was largely an artefact of cheap oil. It brought cheap goods, but the side effects have been an ecological horror. According to a recent report in the Guardian, major companies caused $2 trillion worth of environmental damage just in 2008.

Sir Richard, my new best friend: Probably the most important signal for Britain is Sir Richard Branson’s discovery of peak oil. Dollar short and a day late, but he may be the person to make it mainstream in Britain. He’ll be our Al Gore. It’s a pity that Matt Simmons, Colin Campbell, Jean Laherrere, and all the rest of the ASPO folk couldn’t get any traction for the last decade. Never mind, now that Sir Richard has noticed and the Industry Taskforce on Peak Oil and Energy Security has been formed at the Royal Society finally we’ll see some righteous panic.

Re-Industrialization: I’m expecting to see talk of the rapid re-industrialization of Britain. The flag wavers for the service economy will be ushered off the stage. Despite being the economic darlings of the last decade or two, suddenly they’ll be seen as hopelessly out of touch. Start watching for some new clever marketing speak. Right now in glass walled offices with aluminium furniture, there are eager young marketing drones with perfect complexions, dreaming up the sound bites for the new new clean energy renaissance: Social enterprise resourcing , Clean Tech revolution, Cloudsourced inventory control, AgroUrbanOrganic complex …it’ll be some such jabber. Especially watch for UrbanFoodCommunities.com and “Liveability.” And yes, I have trademarked all these buzzwords, so don’t even think about it, nasty little marketing children.

What it means is that if the bloody Chinese are too far away to make all our stuff we’ll have to remember how to do it ourselves.
Does that mean I’ll have to get mud on my Vivien Westwood?
Yes darling, I’m afraid it does.

Nukes: I’m expecting some real surprises around nuclear energy. I remember talking to Kjell Aleklett in 2003 about the nuclear renaissance. This is one of those issues that gets normally polite ecology people at each other’s throats. Whether or not nuclear energy has an EROEI to make it worth building is one thing, but the politics will be interesting. The current British Government is talking about going from 19% to 40% electricity from nukes in 20 years. I stand in awe of the nuclear energy PR machine that has completely turned the government’s opinion round from 2003 to 2006. Now watch for the demonstrations.

Immigration is going to hit the big time: 2010 will be a tipping point in the collapse of Africa and the mass migration into Europe. For the last 4 decades, more or less since the independence of the last colonies, there’s been a tragic failure of Africa to adapt. As William Easterly puts it, “Spending $2.3 trillion (measured in today’s dollars) in aid over the past five decades has left the most aid-intensive regions, like Africa, wallowing in continued stagnation; it’s fair to say this approach has not been a great success.” A mixture of tribal identity, corruption, over population, infrastructure and ecological collapse combined with increasingly severe climate effects have initiated the collapse of sub Saharan Africa. The collapse seems to be propagating rapidly out of the Horn, and accelerating. The Africans are doing what populations always do in the face of collapse. They die or leave. In this case the death toll will make the term “Biblical” obsolete, by an order of magnitude.

It’s the leaving that’s the problem for Europe. The population of sub Saharan Africa and Europe are roughly the same; something over 800 million. Europe is already far past carrying capacity, probably by a factor of two, like Britain. The transport and agricultural infrastructure, health systems, education systems and societies of Europe cannot successfully cope with such an influx and remain viable.

I’m not suggesting for a moment that Africa is the sole source of illegal migration into Europe. If only. But Africa seems to me to be in the worst shape. Add in the populations of failing countries in the Middle East, Eastern Europe and the Indian subcontinent from which migrants will flood into Europe and the total is well over a 1.5 billion.

The cracks are beginning to show. In Italy last month there was a riot in Rosarno in which illegal immigrants from set fire to cars and shops. Italy’s demographic is changing very rapidly. At least 7% of the population, not counting illegal immigrants is now non-Italian. 1 in 6 babies is born to a non-Italian. Italians are about to wake up to the permanent changes in their country. I expect some desperate headlines as we head into summer. Naturally the cry of ‘racism’ will be the sure sign of backlash.

In 1997, the number of foreigners living in Spain was 500,000. In 2008 it was 5.3 million. That is an order of magnitude difference. In Catalonia 15% of the population is foreign born. The Spanish are now beginning to realize the full effects of such high levels of immigration on its school system.

In Greece, which is already close to financial meltdown, has a non-Greek population of 10%. Until recently most of that influx came from Balkan states, but as Africa’s situation deteriorates more of the illegal immigrants will come from Africa. Aside from street riots in Greece over the economy, expect a backlash over immigration.

The cultural, religious and ethnic divides in the new Europe have been ignored by a generation of politicians. There is even a rumour in Britain that the Labour party secretly decided to allow unlimited immigration to Britain during its tenure since they thought immigrants would be more likely to vote Labour in future. For the past decade it’s been almost impossible to talk about immigration without being silenced by cries of racism. I’d expect this debate to get a lot more difficult in 2010. For better or worse, Europe is now a fundamentally different place demographically than it was 10 years ago. How it fares in the 21st century with this starting population is anyone’s guess, but if history is any guide balkanization is a lot more likely than peaceful integration. I wish there was something vaguely humorous about this whole thing, but I can’t see it.

Fighting in the street: Whole areas of Britain, Europe and the US have fallen into decay. Along with it communities have been destroyed, and we are left with a vast underclass living on benefits. Add to that the tensions in the middle classes as the last of the savings dribble away. People can generally last about 3 years if they’ve got some savings, but now it’s down to the dregs. Living on the kid’s education money and worrying about losing the house. The last shops in the high street boarded up. No room at university for the kids anyway – and nowhere for them to go. 50% unemployment in the under 25s. The austerity measures announced from the balcony of some grand old palace by some unelected Brussels apparatchik with a bad comb over. The human mind can only stand so much. It’s impossible to predict the spark, but if it’s an el Nino hot summer, look for trouble in the streets.

Weather: I know that economists are the only profession with a worse record than weather forecasters, nonetheless I’m going to chance my arm. The la Nina conditions of the last couple of years have given way to a new el Nino. If it persists into summer 2010, as looks likely, we may be getting some exciting weather. As I said above, if it results in a very hot summer look out. Angry unemployed people and 40°c are a bad combination.

War: Rule number 1. Do not under any circumstances allow yourself to be drawn into an endless campaign in Asia. You are not that rich. No empire ever was, nor ever will be. You are thinking in years. They are thinking in centuries. From Babylon, with love, Alex@Macedon.

Anyone got a film crew they’re not using, I’ve got the oil film script re-done. Now I’m going to cross an ocean under sail for the first time. Wish me luck.

Dmitri Orlov MP3

Posted in Collapse, Environment, Fusion, Peak Oil by nickblack on February 21, 2010

Hello: Please listen to this great MP3 from the Long Now Foundation. Dmitri is one of the funniest men talking about collapse. Russian humour – how dark would you like it.

If you’d like to watch it’s on ForaTV