Friday, January 14, 2005

Accidentally On Purpose

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It has been four days since my last confession, and in that time, I have probably committed a great many acts that run against holy writ. Yet I do not feel that I have sinned, or committed a crime of mortality that I must beg forgiveness for. I do not feel that the infinite wisdom of the creator god can fit into a single book, or that any institution so earthly as a church can be sufficent as a conduit between the self and god. If you seek forgiveness, asking a priest for it is not enough- you must ask god. You will know that forgiveness is given, because god is all forgiving.

Four days since I last wrote in this blog, and the heat is stifling, the hango'er was palpable, and my grudge still bitter that oil prices have not continued to rise, mainly due to the low energy demands of the mild winter that the US is experiencing, and the lack of supply troubles I had hoped for. It's still at $45-odd a Barrel, which is $15-odd profit per barrel for shareholders in BP - if I was a shareholdin' man, the research I've done on the company, with my counterparts, would be sufficient to lay down the chips. The trick is to hold on when the oil runsout and the company turns its full attentions to alternatives, the time when the fickle will flee...

I'm reading Arthur C. Clarke's 2061: Odyssey Three, written in 1989, on the cusp of Soviet downfall, and during apartheid, with the politics of his future directly influenced by these political realities. I'm wondering if my thoughts towards the future bear any resembalance to this - weather the terrorism and energy security issues that fill current affairs are clouding my visions of the future...
posted by Keegan at 11:46 am

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