Category Archives: 2023 Grand Finale Tour

Riding out the Apocalypse

 

We didn’t stop in Kansas, but I am stuck there metaphorically near the silos occupied by the fearful rich. That phenomenon really puzzles me. It calls to mind what the Eagles said, “every form of refuge has its price.”

Antonio Martínez was very rich and wanted a refuge far from cities, but he did not want to be too far off the grid either. As he said, “All these dudes think that one guy alone could somehow withstand the roving mob,” he said. “No, you’re going to need to form a local militia. You just need so many things to actually ride out the apocalypse.” It won’t be simple to “ride out the apocalypse.”

Martínez thinks that Americans are in a difficult position. As he said, “I think people who are particularly attuned to the levers by which society actually works understand that we are skating on really thin cultural ice right now.

 Evan Osnos writing in the New Yorker described these wealthy survivalists this way,

“In private Facebook groups, wealthy survivalists swap tips on gas masks, bunkers, and locations safe from the effects of climate change. One member, the head of an investment firm, told me, “I keep a helicopter gassed up all the time, and I have an underground bunker with an air-filtration system.” He said that his preparations probably put him at the “extreme” end among his peers. But he added, “A lot of my friends do the guns and the motorcycles and the gold coins. That’s not too rare anymore.”

 

Another wealthy forty-four-year-old managing director at Mayfield Fund, a venture-capital firm, Tim Chang, said this,

“There’s a bunch of us in the Valley. We meet up and have these financial-hacking dinners and talk about backup plans people are doing. It runs the gamut from a lot of people stocking up on Bitcoin and cryptocurrency, to figuring out how to get second passports if they need it, to having vacation homes in other countries that could be escape havens… I’ll be candid: I’m stockpiling now on real estate to generate passive income but also to have havens to go to… Oh, my God, if there is a civil war or a giant earthquake that cleaves off part of California, we want to be ready.”

 

Chang called this a “terror scenario.”  That phrase is apt. People like Chang and his cronies live in fear. They are terrified. They fear that soon the gig will be up. Chang also realizes that he will need more than caches of food and gear. He will need weapons to defend himself and his family. To protect his wife and daughter, he said, “I don’t have guns, but I have a lot of other weaponry. I took classes in archery.” Archery that ought to do the trick.

Some of these guys are young yet incredibly rich (even though many also seem incredibly stupid). Welcome to modern America. One of them is Steve Huffman, the thirty-three-year-old co-founder and C.E.O. of Reddit, which was valued at six hundred million dollars. Not bad for a 33-year-old, but he was not happy. He was scared shitless! Osnos says that some of these survivalists are in it for “brogrammer” entertainment. They like the real-world sci-fi with fancy (and expensive gear).  Others like Huffman treat it much more seriously. He has been scared ever since the saw the film “Deep Impact” in 1988. That film depicted a comet striking the Atlantic causing a massive tsunami. As Huffman said, “Everybody’s trying to get out, and they’re stuck in traffic. That scene happened to be filmed near my high school. Every time I drove through that stretch of road, I would think, I need to own a motorcycle because everybody else is screwed.”

I remember seeing scenes like that north of New Orleans when people fled the city to avoid the dangers of Hurricane Katrina. The roads were clogged with traffic as people fled in mass.

After that film in 1988 “Huffman  has been a frequent attendee at Burning Man, the annual, clothing-optional festival in the Nevada desert, where artists mingle with moguls. He fell in love with one of its core principles, “radical self-reliance,” which he takes to mean “happy to help others, but not wanting to require others.” I would call this radical fear. Paranoia in other words.

 It is such fear that breeds conspiracy theories as Richard Hofstaeder pointed out in his class The Paranoid Style in American Politics. That spirit is alive an well. Really not so well.

 

Turning the Tables

 

It felt a bit strange driving our car through Kansas where the super rich have built their shelter from the storm in an old Titan missile silo.  About 9 years ago we had toured a Titan silo converted into a museum in Green Valley Arizona. During the cold war the US had 2 secret silo sites. One in Salem Kansa and the other in Green Valley. What made the super-rich think it made sense to buy a condo in a missile silo? What kind of a life would they have there?

I think many of the super-rich fear what Quentin Tarantino emphasizes in many of his films–i.e. the turning of the tables. In many of his films a very evil man tortures an innocent man and later in the film the tables are turned and the innocent man gets the chance to impose revenge for the injustice. I think that is exactly what many rich Americans feel deep in their corroded souls. A guilty conscience can generate a lot of fear.

In America many rich people have wealth beyond any imagination. And the greater the wealth the deeper the unconscious belief that such wealth is not justified and that justice might be served sometime soon.

In 2016 a toxic Presidential election campaign revealed these fears starkly.  Fearful people voted for Trump who promised to build a wall to keep them safe from “rapists and murderers.”  They feared the carnage Trump warned about.  Americans zealously bought that up.

Antonio Martínez a rich 40-year-old former Facebook manager bought 5 wooded acres on an island in the Pacific Northwest, and then bought generators, solar panels, and thousands of rounds of ammunition. He was preparing for the inevitable. His explanation was that “When society loses a healthy founding myth, it descends into chaos” That makes some sense, but what do you do about? Buy a luxury shelter in a concrete silo?

I interpret such a loss of confidence as a sign of civilizational collapse. iIs that a prelude to the grand finale?

 

Nebraska to Kansas: Christiane sure is lucky to be travelling with me

When we drove from Nebraska to Kansas Chris was very lucky to be driving with me! She was not feeling well so did not want to talk. As a result, I played for her the best music playlist in the world—mine. That was why she got to hear some outstanding music for a couple of hours as we drove through the great plains of North America. Here are some of the great songs we listened to:

 

Beatles—Eleanor Rigby

Jimmy Buffet—Margaritaville

Leonard Cohen—Hallelujah

Linda Ronstadt—Blue Bayou

The Byrds—You Ain’t Going Nowhere

Bob Dylan—Lay Lady Lay

Bruce Cockburn—Wondering where the Lions are

Bruce Springsteen Born in the USA

Cat Stevens—Peace Train

Don Maclean—American Pie

Eagles—The Last Resort

Beatles—Let it Be

Hank Williams—I’m so Lonesome I could Cry

Townes Van Zandt—Colorado Girl

Van Morrison—Brown Eyed Girl

Leadbelly—Rock Island Line

Roy Orbison—Only the Lonely

Sarah Harmer—Blue Moon of Kentucky

The Rolling Stones—Honky Tonk Women

The Weavers—Wimoweh

Woody Guthrie—This Land is Your land

Stan Rogers—Make and Break Harbour

 

These were random selections from my Best of the Best Playlist. This was sweet. Chris sure is lucky!

Listening to this great music, I felt so good I felt like driving all the way to Panama.

Fun on Demand

 

We traveled in the US on New Year’s Eve. I have an admission to make. I have rarely had a lot of fun on New Year’s Eve. Years ago, we used to celebrate it at our cottage with good friends. Those were great fun, but we stopped doing that after we started going south for the winter. This is one of the severe costs of travelling south. Being away from friends and family is a high price to pay.

 

So many of the more formal New Year’s events, whether professionally organized or not, are events in which you MUST have fun. It is not just expected, it is demanded. That puts a lot of pressure on such events. More pressure than they can always sustain. I find having fun on demand to be difficult to achieve. Many group events in my opinion are like that. And the bigger the event the less likely it is that I will enjoy it.  Maybe it is just me, but it is me.

A good example of that even though I have never attended, is the New Year’s celebration on December 31st each year in Times Square. If you can’t have fun there it is obvious that something is wrong with you. People line up for hours before it starts and the pressure is so high for the events that people have a very difficult time leaving their secured spot even when they really want to go. I mean it exactly like that. If you really have to go, there is no place to go without losing your place. Someone will take over. As a result, many adults wear adult diapers! It is that hard to find access to a washroom. For me that is too high a price.

Frankly, I usually find such events boring. The entertainers may be professional and well-known but I usually get bored. Usually, when I attended such events, I wished I was at home.

Maybe I’m just a party pooper.

MacDonalds and the Decline of Western Civilization

 

 

 

I have a confession to make. Yesterday I posted that nothing happened on day one of the Grand Finale Tour. That is not quite true.

In Wapheton North Dakota I ordered a Sundae at MacDonalds but could not get it because the server said the ice cream maker was in heat mode. How is that possible? How can an ice cream maker be in heat mode?  That is like the Catholic Church saying it won’t be offering a mass today because they want to leave the day open for the devil.

If this is not a serious sign that western civilization is in decline what is?

Mahatma Gandhi was once asked what he thought about western civilization and he answered, “I think it would be a good idea.”

I have been listening to a CBC series of podcasts they have called: “The New World Disorder?” Is that where we are at? It was very interesting and I hope to post about it later. It fits into my two themes—the decline of western civilization and collapse of nature. Well it sort of fits in.

We made it past St. Pierre!

 

Our first day on our trip to the southern USA was spectacularly uneventful.  Chris insists that when we travel to the south I am not allowed to stop for photographs more than once. If that much! For a meanderer like me that is very difficult. That requires an ascetic attitude like a monk. But I must comply.

Our first day out, it  took us so long to pack that we ended up eating lunch/breakfast at Oak ridge at the edge of Steinbach.  For awhile it looked like we might not make it past St. Pierre Manitoba on our first day of traveling. St. Pierre is only 20 miles from home, Needless to say we are not quite crack of dawn travellers.

We actually made it to Wahpeton North Dakota.  And I took no photographs.  But we were on the road We were off on the grand finale tour.  Like a Jerry Seinfeld show where nothing happened. Who could expect more? we made it through day one. When you think about it, when you are travelling excitement is not necessarily a good thing. Nothing happening is a good thing.

 

2023 Grand Finale Tour

This is the symbol of our trip?

 

I have started this trip with my wife Christiane at the end of 2022. We intend to spend about 3 & ½ months in Arizona and then tour a part of the Southeast United States. I intend to report in this blog on what I have “observed along the way”, to use a phrase my cousin Roy Vogt used to call his regular column in the Mennonite Mirror about 50 years ago. I loved that column; I loved that title.

 

I will comment on many things from many places depending on where my meanderings lead me.

I am calling this the “grand finale” tour. By that I don’t mean that this will be our last trip.  I sure hope it won’t be our last trip. Such words are too ominous. Yet, in many ways I feel that the world, along with me is at a sharp precipice. Some pundits have even spoken about being at the edge of the apocalypse. Is that possible?

Often the world seems under assault.  I have often called this the Age of Anger. Or the Age of Resentment. Both of those emotions seem to fill the air.  Who is assaulting this world? Not foreign invaders. At least not in Canada or the US, the two countries most relevant to this journey.  In Ukraine we know that this year Putin led a Russian invasion of that much smaller country. They certainly felt the sting of assault.

But we in North America don’t have reasonable fears of invasion.  Interplanetary invaders also don’t seem nearby.  So who should we fear? As cartoon character Pogo said, “I have seen the enemy and he is us!” That is indeed the preeminent attacker we must most fear. We are the enemy.

 I remember the first time I tried to watch YouTube a few years ago. I wondered what or who I should try to watch. For some entirely inexplicable reason I picked on Professor John Moriarty who taught English literature in 1967 at the University of Manitoba during  my first year of university. He was not even one of my professors. A friend of mine was his student. I was taught by another fine professor, namely, Professor Jack Woodbury. Both Professors were brilliant and we were impressionable.

I believe John Moriarty was a first year professor who quickly gained a substantial following of young students, particularly young women. He was a campus star, but as I recall, he only stayed 1 year or so at the University of Manitoba and left to go back to Europe. What a pity.

About 50 years later I decided to search for his name on the YouTube platform and was stunned to find an old lecture of his someone had been recorded and placed on the Internet. It was an astonishing find.  By then he had gone back to the United Kingdom and was teaching in either Ireland or England. I was not sure which country. There he was in front of me, through the magic of modern technology, and  bringing me back to the days of my youth.  They were grand times challenged by grand ideas. Those were the ideas of the 60s that will forever be with those of us who lived through those times. Many of those ideas had to be modified and rejected, but an important element has stuck with us. Thank goodness for that.

And there he was with the same long hair that was an essential part of the costume for us sixties radicals. And what was Professor Moriarty talking about? He was talking about us. Us the enemy. Just like Pogo! He called humans “a virus on the earth” like the aids virus.  Moriarty was speaking before Covid 19 or he might have likened us to that virus. Instead he likened our species to the Aids virus that attacked the world’s immune system. He said we humans are like a toxin on the earth. We are ravishing it.  And once again, I found it difficult to disagree with the Professor. We, led by a vicious cartel of capitalists, are relentlessly attacking nature.

There is a second and closely related theme I want to explore in a meandering fashion of course, on this Grand Finale Tour. That is the apparent serious decline of western civilization evidence for which seems ubiquitous.

By now we know clearly and irrevocably, that civilization requires a reasonably stable environment. And we don’t have that anymore. If nature as we know is destroyed, we could create a new civilization, but it would take millennia. These two ideas are therefore inextricably entwined.

To avoid civilizational collapse, we desperately need a new attitude to nature. We need to turn away from our destructive ways. We must cease to be the toxins of the earth, the careless predators of the earth, we must become the champions of a new way to work with nature, rather than against it.

At the same time, we must turn away from the current path on which our civilization seems to be on an inexorable decline. Those two paths are closely intertwined. By destroying nature we are destroying ourselves. Together, these two trends are leading us to our doom.  On this trip (and beyond) I want to explore those two important themes. I have always thought an important part of travel is to learn new things. We travel to learn and become different people. Not completely different, but significantly different. That is what knowledge does. It changes us.

By the expression ” the Grand Finale Tour” I don’t mean mean that in the sense of it being the end of life or nature or civilization. But I must admit such thoughts have entered my mind. Particularly of late.

I hope we have many more trips to come. But it is the finale of my legal career. I gave notice to the law firm SNJ where I worked for nearly 50 years that I would retire and withdraw from the practice of law on December 31, 2022. I did that  and now I can no longer practice law. Since then I am no longer a lawyer. I have simply devoted enough time to that career. It is time to move on.

Christiane and I have noticed that we are not getting better and stronger each year. Funny how that happens. Each year seem to be a bit of a step back. We are no longer the healthy vigorous people we once were and will never be again. That is life (and death). We must face that. We hope to have many adventures before we pack up our tents for good and hope to enjoy the journey until then, but the future is of course uncertain. We want to make the best of it. This journey is the start of that finale. But as I do that, I also want to take a hard look at this world in which we find ourselves. Can it be on the edge of doom? Why? What can we do about it? Where do we stand?

I have chosen the sunset as the symbol of the trip. I am in my sunset years. Yet there is some light left. It may be fading, but it is not gone. Not yet.