Oil — that dark and slippery stuff baffles me! If indeed it is the residue of gazillion prehistoric bugs, plants and animals, then, at the rate we’re hauling it up and burning it off, Earth must have been pretty congested way back when! It has long been held that future wars will be fought over water.
I’m not sure. We have desalination sorted, just the technology needs a tweak. The sea is a pretty infinite supply.
No, I think wars will be fought over oil; despite the lean to green and the fact that most modern cars run on the synthetic alternative. And it all began with Iraq. Having the commodity in great quantities will either put you on a pedestal and, like Holy Water, wash away your sins, or someone is going to take it off you.
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Venezuela is a case in point. They have the largest oil reserves in the world and it’s not getting them anywhere, as it’s not going anywhere! In fact, the Caribbean Sea makes the Bay of Pigs seem like a game of “Ring-a, Ring-a Rosie”.
An armada of America’s finest, are like jackals lying in wait. Even dopeless (well almost) luxury yachts are chancing their arms! After the advent of electric cars, Europe declared fossil fuels out, and batteries in.
“Soon only electric cars will be allowed,” they said. They’ve just done a pirouette a la Swan Lake, “Pas de deux”. Combustion engines, like mini skirts, are back in!
I’ll hang on to my “Roc” and discard my staff! Circa 1968 a few notable things occurred. Petrol cost 9c per litre and a feminist movement took hold and bras were burnt… or at least discarded.
The swinging ’60s were not called that for nothing! It was a time of liberation, and exhilaration (I’ll say!). This youth driven cultural revolution ushered in hot music, bold fashion and a focus on fun.
Everything was “oil” right. The world was lubricated with the stuff and it was cheap and in abundance. With The Beatles came V8 cars, pot, and bell bottoms.
The universe was spinning and, despite the Cold War, life was great. The “Twiggy” era was contagious. The dress, the hair, was all so “London” and, indeed, that city was on the “trendy track” and calling the shots.
Carnaby Street in Soho was a household name. And the oil gushed! America, not to be outdone, produced Woodstock, the music festival of the century, still spoken of with great reverence. People started talking funny, like, you know what I mean like.
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