For instance, some say we have a limited quota of fucks to give. It’s their way of measuring our lifespan, because life is short and so is our quota of how many fucks we can give in terms of our time here, which is borrowed in a sense. It’s not permanent. We don’t have an unlimited quota of fucks to give.
We can measure everything in quotas, and we can find them in nature. We’ve observed them happening under controlled and uncontrolled circumstances over a given period of time and shared our findings. We’ve begun to measure things in greater and greater detail. We can see and measure the physical constraints of nature, but we haven’t yet fully measured its potential. Maybe we never will, maybe because it’s ineffable.
Maybe it doesn’t really matter.
Maybe what does matter is how much of our quotas of land we have growing to sustain us rather than growing to sustain the cows. I’ve already talked about us and the cows.
Nature itself has quotas in terms of how much there is on this film thin layer that is our planet’s crust, the atmosphere we breathe, the water we drink, how we obtain it and where from.
There’s even talk of solar energy one day being as cheap as coal; if so and people get behind it then this would lower the cost of solar panels and revolutionise the industry, complementing the recent interest in LED lighting.
We’d use less resources, using our quotas more efficiently to reduce the amount of land required to do anything. We might even have enough energy to desalinate sea water on a large scale, not enough that the ecosystem couldn’t cope – we don’t want another ice age quite yet – but enough to sustain us until we could figure out what do next, since we have a surplus of cheap energy and fresh water. We can control our ecosystem at will now, by maintaining various so-called oceanic conveyor belt type currents as if they were Stirling Engines.
We’ll usher in a new age if we succeed in time; if we push our luck much further then we might end up being yet another nomination for that year’s quota of the Darwin Awards, except there’ll be nobody around to read the results.