Slow doomer. I like the concept. It is consistent with my intuitive sense of the whole scene; slo-mo doom also resonates with me on an intuitive level.
If I had to put my finger on it, I would say that I first figured out Peak-Oil in 1969 or so, when I had an epiphany of sorts. I was kid, laid-back in front of the TV watching some documentary or another, but for some reason I was thinking about the difficulties in accessing oil and in drilling for it. The documentary may have had to do with the construction of the North Slope pipeline or some such thing, I simply can't remember, but I was day-dreaming about what I was figuring out as the inevitability of depletion of fossil fuels. I decided to do a check-in with my dad whose opinion I valued greatly. I asked him if oil would run-out someday. "Yes", he said. "It will. And food will get incredibly expensive." Then he went back to his reading.
So I've been on a kind of slo-doom timeline ever since.
The lesson? The lesson for me is simply accepting the inevitability that is now underway, and in doing things that are consistent with doom.
On an archetypal level, these are the times of corruption and putrefaction, of decline, and of death. It's time to embrace these realities as an alternative to being consumed by them. We are doomed, but we can still move forward happily, as long as we are conscious enough. As long as I strive to increase in consciousness, and to embrace my fate before it embraces me, things just might turn out -- all right. Which means, that things might turn out reasonably OK, consistent with our declining circumstances, consistent with the spirit of the times. . . .