This is a fascinating statement. It's predicated on the idea that the
US can achieve "energy independence," which is itself predicated on the
further idea that we can accomplish this by switching out gasoline for
ethanol. This is such an elementary error in thinking that it would be
funny if it wasn't the lead story in the flagship of the mainstream
media. As a Pennsylvania farmer put it to me in February: "It looks
like we're going to burn up the last remaining six inches of Midwest
topsoil in our gas-tanks." Friedman's statement also ignores the facts
that running cars on ethanol would make no material difference in the
amount of carbon dioxide released into the atmosphere, or that ethanol
is 20 percent less efficient than gasoline, meaning we would have to
produce and use that much more of the stuff just to stay where we are.
Where climate change is concerned, this is a variation of the "Red Queen syndrome" (from
Alice in Wonderland)
in which one has to run faster and faster to stay in place. It also
fails to take into account the tragic ramifications of setting up
competition between food for humans and crops for motor fuels just at
the point when a growing scarcity of oil-and-gas-based soil "inputs"
(as well increasing climate problems in the grain belt) will
drastically lower American crop yields. The symptoms of this unintended
consequence have already begun to present themselves — for instance,
January's food riots in Mexico, which resulted from Mexican corn being
sold to American ethanol distillers rather than Mexican cornmeal
millers, who couldn't match their bids.
Friedman goes on to
tout Wal-Mart's mendacious campaign to "green" up its operations by,
among other things, improving the mileage of its truck fleet from 6-mpg
to 12-mpg. He writes:
Take Wal-Mart. The world's biggest retailer woke up
several years ago, its CEO Lee Scott told me, and realized with regard
to the environment its customers "had higher expectations for us than
we had for ourselves." So Scott hired a sustainability expert, Jib
Ellison, to tutor his company. The first lesson Ellison preached was
that going green was a whole new way for Wal-Mart to cut costs and
drive its profits.
The smoke Mr. Scott blew up Friedman's ass is leaking out
of the columnist's pie-hole here. I've been to dozens of permitting
battles over Wal-Mart in the planning boards of America, writing on
suburban sprawl, and I can assure you that the the pro Wal-Mart
factions in these fights uniformly couldn't give a fuck about anything
except saving five bucks on a plastic salad shooter ("we want bargain
shopping!!!"). Not to put too fine a point on it, but these are
precisely the members of the American public who sold their own local
economies down the river, who led their towns into destitution, and who
believe with all their hearts that it is possible to get something for
nothing (which is why this large cohort of citizens spends so much of
its meager income on lottery tickets, trips to Las Vegas, and gets
suckered into ruinous "miracle" mortgages).
Friedman's invocation of Wal-Mart here offers another layer of
misunderstanding from the work he is best-known for, his best-selling
book,
The World is Flat,
which asserts that globalism is now a permanent feature of the human
condition. I demur from this view. I think we will discover (probably
painfully) that globalism was a set of transient economic relations
made possible by a half century of cheap oil and relative peace between
the great powers, and that enterprises that rely on these transient
mechanisms — such Wal-Mart, with its 12,000-mile merchandise supply
chain to China, and its "warehouse on wheels" of tractor-trailor trucks
circulating incessantly on America's interstate highways — will be on
their knees in a few years as we enter the
export crisis phase
of post-peak terminal oil depletion and the great powers of the world
act with increasing desperation to compete over the remaining supplies.
For someone operating at the top of journalism's food chain,
Friedman is astoundingly ignorant. He asserts at another point in this
article that climate change will require us to "[r]eplace 1,400 large
coal-fired plants with gas-fired plants." Earth to Tom: America's
natural gas supply is arguably more tenuous and problematic than its
oil supply. To put it bluntly, over the next five years, we will
fall off a cliff
with natural gas. Apparently Friedman hasn't heard. Nor are we going to
make up for this loss by importing liquid natural gas from distant
lands. Nor would it make any sense to burn expensive imported methane
gas to run power generation turbines. So, you see, there is no chance
whatsoever that we will do what Friedman suggests. In fact, the 17
percent of all electric power that we currently get from gas will be
lost to us in the near future, which could leave us with Third World
style electric service. (Incidentally, the terminal decline of our
natural gas supply also means we will lose control of the crucial
resource used for making nitrogenous fertilizers, with self-evident
further implications for our crop yields and our ability to feed
ourselves or manufacture alternative motor fuels.)
Friedman's
equations regarding continued industrial expansion in China and India
are based on the assumption that they somehow will be immune to the
global energy crisis and to the ecological catastrophes entailed by
climate change. More likely: both nations will be overwhelmed by these
things and the only question will be how desperate their political
convulsions will be in response (or how rapidly they devolve back to
twelfth century living standards).
At the heart of Friedman's thesis is his notion that the current
incarnation of "the American Dream" is a good thing and can continue.
By American Dream he apparently means membership in the Happy Motoring
Utopia, with all its accessories, furnishings, and usufructs — the
system broadly known as suburban sprawl. Here's the truth, Tom:
suburban sprawl is a living arrangement with no future. It was a tragic
mistake to squander the post World War Two wealth of our society to
build it. It will come to represent an immense liability for this
country's future, as it loses both monetary and practical value. And we
will have to make comprehensive arrangements for living differently, if
we want to continue this project of American civilization.
A telling omission in this article, by the way, is any mention of
public transit. It's especially significant because the one thing we
really could do right away to reduce our oil consumption would be to
get passenger rail going again in this country. But this blind spot in
Friedman's vision is only the flip side to his stupid belief that we
can just keep all the cars running by other means.
Tom Friedman has no idea what the implications are of all these things.
His fatuous advice to the nation — served up by a confused and cowardly
Times
editorial staff — will only spur more delusional thinking, which is, of
course, the last thing we need. The showcasing of Friedman's article
may represent an inflection point in the fate of the mainstream media —
the moment when it demonstrates most clearly its failure to make
current events comprehensible, the moment when its lost legitimacy is
finally recognized. That legitimacy has been passing to the Internet,
where commentators have no advertisers to pander to and no need to
defend any status quo.