Last year (some regular readers may recall) Mrs. Curley had the dubious distinction of hitting a squirrel, a dove, and a turtle driving to and from Mass one day. Whenever driving skill discussions come up between Mrs. Curley and myself, I always bring up this trifecta and ask, "Was that turtle moving too fast for you to avoid?".
Well those pleasant days are over. I didn't have a trifecta, but I did hit a bird and a turtle this morning on the way to Mass.
We, of course, having a large 12-passenger van, and living 20-30 miles from EVERY thing, suffer from the high price of gas at least as much as everyone else. Yet, in my reading and thinking over this the past few weeks, I am starting to be convinced high gas prices may be good in the long run.
Anecdotal evidence: Last week Mrs. Curley bought local organic milk for within 10% of the same price as name brand milk shipped from Tennessee. In the past the difference has been much greater.
Regional economies are more likely to (re)-form if transregional, transcontinental, and international transportation becomes more cost prohibitive. Short-term, we may suffer a bit, but long-term this could be good for our culture, our community and our souls.
There are better discussions than my humble effort elsewhere on the Internet. Take a look and think about it.
Oremus pro invicem!