Waking up on a cold, crisp November morning is a refreshing experience. I always find six o'clock in the morning to be calm. Enjoying those first few minutes of peace will help you prepare for the chaos of the day. And I knew this was going to be one of those days.
In no time at all I'm rushing down the stairs and satisfying that aching caffeine fix with a steaming pot of coffee. During the next five minutes, it's a cup of coffee while catching up on the morning news.
Then it hits me, the one thing that can ruin my serene morning.
Watching the news can be depressing enough, but then I realize I have to buy gas before heading to work. So feeling a little less than chipper, I slowly make my way to the closet. Yet rather than grabbing my coat, I quickly pick up the object underneath it, my Louisville Slugger baseball bat.
Ten minutes later, my car is idling a couple of hundred feet away from the gas station, yet I'm oddly optimistic, thinking to myself, "The line ain't too bad today," over the din of The Stones' "Sympathy for the Devil." It's true, too. I'm usually far behind my current position.
After another forty-five minute wait (and never-ending honking) I finally crawl into the gas station, just five cars away. Suddenly there is an uproar as the attendant comes out with a gigantic sign reading "We have no more gas today. Please come by next week when our order comes in."
So much for getting there early.
The sign's effect is immediate: disgruntled customers begin driving forward with a variety of obscenities. And this is the reason for the Slugger. I notice a few brawls have started as I make my way through the crowd to get home. Luckily, I have no need to fight.
I have a home office.
Okay, by now you've gathered this was just an adventure in fiction, another dreary, apocalyptic vision of life during the inevitable energy crisis. A majority of my readers would even argue that this kind of scene isn't too far away.
But here's the thing, my friends, this is happening now!
This week, a man was killed outside a gas station in China over a dispute about line-hopping. If the massive lines for fuel in China and a man dying over diesel aren't enough to convince you of China's soaring consumption, I don't know what will.
Perhaps bringing a Slugger with you to fill up over there wouldn't be such a rash decision.
Fighting for Oil
Today's the day of our salvation, right?
I'm referring, of course, to the day when OPEC opens up its taps by a whole 500,000 barrels per day. Yet on the eve of this deliverance from supply shortages, I received a phone call last night at midnight. It was one of my colleagues screaming into the receiver, "DUDE, it just hit $96.24 a barrel!"
Even in my zombie-like state I knew he was referring to oil. Apparently some friends had decided to celebrate $100 oil a bit early. I'll get to why we'll be celebrating $100 oil in a minute.
Naturally, we're going to have to wait a few months before the production increase has any effect on oil prices (assuming, of course, it does have an effect). The truth is that there's a growing amount of skepticism over the world's production capacity. Although I'd like to see us pumping 98 million barrels of oil a day in the next eight years, I'll admit there's some compelling evidence we won't even make it to 88 million barrels a day.
Maturing fields, aging equipment and increasing production costs are just a few reasons why my outlook remains grim. Some traders are even starting to buy oil contracts for 1,000 barrels at $125 a barrel.
Over the summer, I've told my readers (several times, actually) that there's been a lot of shady dealings concerning OPEC's oil reserves. I apologize to the wishful thinkers out there, but when several countries double their oil reserves practically overnight, I can't help but call their bluff.
And now, it's biting them right in the ass.
In a recent interview, Sadad al-Husseini, a former executive at Saudi Aramco, put these reserves into question. He said the reserves were "not delineated, not accessible and not available for production." He argued (and I agree wholeheartedly) that production has hardly increased in spite of rising crude oil prices.
Investing in the Future Oil Crunch
I know I'm skeptical about global oil supplies. So why celebrate the prospect of paying two or three times more to fill up my gas tank?
Here's what I see . . .
Whether or not you feel our oil addiction is dragging us down, the reality is that that addiction is not going away soon. Eighty-six million barrels a day is a lot of oil. And over the next few decades, there's going to be a substantial amount of money pouring into oil and natural gas. This will add up to trillions of dollars being spent over the next twenty years. My question to you is this: Why should we sit around and watch other people make a killing in the market?
Believe me, watching other people get rich is frustrating. I don't plan on that happening to me. It's up to you whether you want to feel that way. If you're interested in taking a peek at what I'm talking about, please feel free to click here.
Until next time,

Keith Kohl




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