Asleep at the helm

The Double Horns of the Zulu Battle Formation trapped the enemy in a overwhelming, pincer-like movement.
As the World warms up once again,causing the Vegetation and Animals to adapt rather more rapidly than in the recent past.
As the Oil fields that have fed and powered this Civilization for at least the last century begin their final decline.
We too are caught in a similar double headed trap.
We concentrate on the frontal attack neglecting the oncoming wings of the enemy.
We are in a situation without precedent.
Other civilizations, although huge for their time ,were just isolated features of the Ancient world, but Western Civilization has commandeered the entire world.
The Devastating plagues of the past, have been engineered into oblivion, by the wonderful Health and Hygienic Solutions of this Age.
Massive crops have been easily produced, and so the populations of this world, have been blessed with life.
With the dependable flow of Oil based energy, catastrophes have been overcome.
Reconstruction following total war have proceeded reliably and Destitute Economies have prospered and flourished.
However !
£13 trillion plastic debt needs to be paid for so we are facing a slowdown.
The warming earth has triggered devastating drought in the rice growing areas.
The wheat price is triple that of Oil Seed Rape as more Biofuel is being grown.
China the workshop of the world is cashing in on the hard work of its factories.
The Chinese workforce has begun to eat Corn fed meat instead of Tofu.
The world is changing so rapidly that the future is hard to fathom.
Will the Hydrogen/Oxygen membrane work reliably in the world's cars or will they be potential hydrogen bombs?
Can we feed the food animals on vat grown yeasts instead of cereals.
It appears that the leaders of the world are asleep at the helm.
They are perhaps caught between the need to stay unflappably calm in the teeth of the oncoming disaster and the necessity to formulate strategies to deal with unspeakable horror.
If they are, indeed working out ways to control our descent into the madness of anarchy, a world without any of the accepted frameworks of this life.
We are more than trapped, we are marooned high and dry on a desert island of concrete surrounded by sterile dust where not even weeds will now grow. The countryside that did once provide us with wild food has gone. Even the fields are the wrong colour.
We are utterly Dependant on Oil products to feed the planet.
Yet, foolish rules impede our escape!
Plants that produce viable seeds have been banned and have to be exchanged like narcotics.
What madness is this?
Horse manure is termed industrial waste and cannot be sold. [At least its still there].
Fishing is illegal without paying the fishing licence tax.
Somehow,Robin Hood killing the Kings Deer seems rather tame. The Merrie Men of Sherwood did not have to share their lunch with 6 billion hungry souls.

Time Traveller