Fossil Fuels Forgotten

As the price of gasoline has steadily risen for the past few years, the outrage hasn't risen. We have all been camels, carrying Exxon's straw for them, keeping quiet and barely stopping to question where this straw is headed or to ask for water.
Finally, $3 a gallon in Boondocks, Indiana hits, and we're a screaming bunch, mad, angry, cheated. Of course we've been cheated. We were more than willing to pay any price, even during the price gouging in the days after 9/11 and the months after Hurricane Katrina. We did it, and not painfully, with a smile. Yes, massuh, we loves our straw, massuh.
Its ridiculous that we complain now, and expect immediate resounding action to be taken. If you want something, you demand it immediately, not wait years before saying so. We've dug this hole ourselves. Exxon won't help us out of it. Bush won't help us out of it.
If we want out, we've gotta dump this fucking straw, and start jogging off on our own. Cut down the gas you use; cut down the flights, the propane, everything. Use as little energy as possible. Walk everywhere you can. Use candles as often as possible (your wife will thank me).
Once energy consumption goes down, demand basically, supplies will not adjust right away. The supplies will be high, demand low, and high school econ class tells me that means lower prices. But that doesn't matter to us.

We're not carrying any more fucking straw, are we?

So Sayeth Brian