Candles. I discovered a load of candles. Ancient candles that would sit majestically inside long lost fancy candle stick holders. Clinging to the wax was a mat of dust and cat hairs. Instinctively I went to throw them away as I am now a modern man living amongst the common people, and have given up the spooky castle and living as a lord.
But then, I remembered. I’m going to need them. This winter is most likely going to be the winter of darkness and cold. And death.
Firstly, it appears we are going to get a prolonged and bitter snow filled winter with killer blizzards and areas of the UK cut off from the rest of the country. It’s going to be very cold for a very long time. This as we enter the new ice age and bit by bit year by year have to face global cooling. People are going to die.
Part of the reason for people dying is going to be the lack of heat. I’m not talking about just the poor pensioners that simply cannot afford to pay for the heating to be left on for the amount they will need it, but also people dying because our fuel infrastructure will fall to pieces this winter.
Secondly, we are hardly capable of generating enough electricity in the summer, running as we just did at near to capacity, so all we can expect for winter is rolling black-outs.
The problem with a power cut is that regardless of the fuel creating the heat in a home’s central heating system, electricity is needed to run the pump. No electricity, no heat. Even if the heat is from burning gas or oil, it all switches off. No heat. Full-stop. No heat, slow death. Even bigger full-stop. We are not equipped to function without electricity.
As an experiment to see how we handle it, recently in London’s Soho area the power was cut off unannounced for about half an hour during a random weekday evening. The chaos was so widespread that it hit the national news, even though nobody died. Electricity is so essential these days. The bars, cafes and businesses just couldn’t function. From being unable to cook through to being unable to accept payments through till systems, everything had to close.
Electricity is the UK’s Achilles Heel, and a number of things have unintentionally conspired to lead us into such an unstable situation. Firstly, we’ve been forced by the fossil fuel enviro-loonies to invest in totally pointless wind turbines. They are extremely expensive for us the consumers, yet highly lucrative for those who plant them and get paid a small fortune regardless of whether or not they are providing any actual electricity. The cheaper and more reliable electricity generating power plants are being forced to close by stupid legislation from the greenie infected EU.
The result is that for the first time in decades we don’t actually have the ability to generate enough electricity. Instead, we are trying to buy it in from other countries.
When we can’t manage to get enough, mainly because other countries need their electricity for themselves, we have the brilliant plan which forces our dwindling manufacturing businesses that are high consumers, to close down their operations. Yep, the government pays them to switch everything off and send home all the workers for a day or two. They do this to allow the power they would normally use in the factory to be diverted and used to try to keep the lights on and the population from freezing to death in their homes.
How crazy is all this?
In the bleak mid-winter when the wind turbines are too iced up to move or the wind drops, and the tiny spare capacity we had is all used up and nobody can supply us with any more and we’ve paid to close all the available factories, we are left with nothing but collapse in our power supply.
I’m guessing they’ll try to manage this with rolling black-outs like they did in the 1970s.
Rolling black-outs were ok(ish) in the 1970s. The majority of the heat for the home came from coal fires, paraffin heaters, and other sources that weren’t affected by the lack of electricity. Freezers were not as prominent, and, apart from lighting, all people had was a TV. Not the massive collection of wi-fi gizmos we have today. In the 1970s when the TV went off, we switched on our radios. In those days radios were nearly always battery operated. Or we went to bed and had sex. That also involved a battery. Or unlit candles.
Anyway. Today when the electricity goes off, we get in a real pickle. A panic. And, as was demonstrated by the half hour in London’s Soho, everything stops.
Not everything automatically reboots and restarts when the juice starts flowing again, not even heating systems. That’s why old folk are going to die. And all because we have mental policies imposed upon us by mad green people who hate their own species.
When are we going to learn? When it’s too late?