Has all of the endless argument over Hubbert just been about 25 years on a projected curve of oil discoveries?  Given Industrial Civilization is about 275 years in the making, we're talking <10% off on the timeline, which while it's very significant if you only have maybe 20 years left in your personal timeline for staying above ground, it's pretty insignificant as far as other people who have a life expectancy with 50+ years still left on it.

Besides that, the precise timeline of how much oil is left to be discovered and possibly extracted, refined and burned is only one factor among many that impinge on the timeline of civilization collapse.  Population size and growth, age demographics, migration patterns, water resource availability, infrastructure breakdown, economics and debt, wealth distribution, geopolitical balance of power and climate change each provide their own individual problems and timelines, and then on top of that you have interactions between factors that further complicate the situation.

For that reason, the Doomstead Diner has never been a referendum on predictions made by M. King Hubbert or Peak Oil.  When a oil story relevant pops up in the newz, I'll post it, but this was just one story among many on other topics like the Moscow bombing, Ukraine, Trumpovetsky, EVs, Cuban Food rationing and my personal favorite in the area of Social Collapse, idiots who think you can be whatever you want to be, so if you were born with a penis but want to hang out with girls, all you need to do is check the box labeled Female on your application for a job as security guard at the Lolita Memorial Reform School for Wayward Sluts and POOF, you qualify!  Compared to this insanity, the dispute over 25 years and what constitutes as conventional oil is missing the forest because you keep staring at the same tree for the last 20 years or so that Peak oil started regularly popping up on Google searches. There are many more interesting trees growing out in the Collapse Forest which are much more interesting to discuss than an old fire that has long since burned out, except in the mind of obsessed one trick ponies who just can't let go of a dead horse they have been beating for so long the bloody pulp is like a toddler's favorite bwanky he  doesn't want to give up, because despite the fact its tattered and torn and stinks of sour milk, puke, piss and shit, it's a warm cuddly old friend he just can't let go of.

Find a new blanket and buy a new horse.  Grow a little.  There's more to Collapse than just Hubbert and Peak Oil.



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