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after weeks of silence, a ring from dad. and an announcement that he's thinking of leaving the country.

"Hey Mia," he said as I answered.

"Dad!"

"Just thought I'd check in and see how you all were after this bloody fascist attack on our liberties," he said, cheerfully.

"What?"

"These ID cards," he said. "Me and Emma have half a mind to send them back. We were thinking about selling up and going to New Zealand. Brown's not going to force this on me."

It won't happen, of course. With the money he'd get from selling the farm he'd barely get anything when he got to New Zealand. This is just dad's usual rebellion against the status quo. As much as I love him he's got a near-suicidal bent for defying what people tell him what to do. This reaction to the ID and ration cards is no different.

we've had some similar incidents to English Village about the migrant workers - a lot of the eastern european people who had been taking a lot of the marginal part time and bulk work - work that I always tried to apply on my summer's out of school - have lost their jobs and are frequent sights on the streets. Large numbers being rounded up and put on trains to help them back to Poland, etc. I don't mind them leaving - it might even mean I can work! - but the sight of them all being marched off to Temple Meads station is a little too 'Children of Men' for me...

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So we went to the shops and used our ration cards for the first time. it was a bit of a shock to see all these lines of people queueing (like it has been for weeks) but with plenty of stock still on the shelves. A number of security officers watched the line for trouble and there was more than a few complaints at the till when the staff asked people to put things back.

One lady got very irate. She had a load of ready meals - which count as luxury items under the new system because they have so many ingredients to keep track of - and a bawling kid in her buggy.

"I just don't have time for anything else," she shouted, pushing the ready meals back into the cashier's hands. "I need these foods!"

A burly security guard that hadn't been working there before and looked like a boxer came over and took a deep long look at her.

"Ma'am," he said slowly and deeply, "I'm going to have to ask you to pick something else."

"But how am I going to feed my family?" She looked terrified. "I can't cook!"

There were a couple of chuckles from the queue that this was all the fuss was about. The security guard shrugged and led her back into the grocery aisle.

"Well," he said to her, winking to me as he came past, "I suggest you learn."

The shopping itself was pretty dull. All the stuff that we can have a lot of - potatoes, flour, milk, british style vegetables, rice and pasta, a few other things, they're in one aisle. In another is the restricted stuff like meat, eggs, fish, sauces, more exotic fruit and veg. Then towards the back, like the naughty kid at school, is all the stuff we used to rely on: ice cream, ready meals, frozen meat, crisps, chocolate... a lot of people are getting really annoyed that that stuff is the most restricted of all. A couple of kids had to be pulled screaming away from the snacks aisles by their parents.

The front rack by the tills was full of free recipe books, which we were encouraged to pick up and pick out ingredients for our shop.

We went round and mum let us have one restricted item. I know it's not very guilty treat material but I picked an avocado. I'm going to miss eating them.

When it came to the till, mum gave over our three cards, which the cashier swiped like they were just normal credit cards. We came under our allowance, so mum paid and we could leave, our first post-ration shop successful!

"that was so cheap," mum said, disbelieveing. "I paid three times that last week. I guess this government price freezing is actually working, huh? Now, who fancies casserole tonight?"

We groaned but inwardly I was quite looking forward to learning how to cook with mum.


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Another strange event this week, that made me really happy: a lot of the cd shops closed down. Why does that make me happy? well, the reason they did it.

The government's new rationing laws come down heavily on non-essential physical products like cds. However, online downloads are completely unaffected. Within a week of the rationing beginning, all the record comapnies had stopped selling cds and the price of an itunes download had halved. A load of bands started their own websites selling their own mp3s - they can make much more money that way even though some bands are only charging 30p per song. I used a little bit of my pocket money to go and buy 4 albums for a tenner! i tell you what, if nothing else, this crisis has killed the ridiculous prices of media. right now I'm listening to my ultra-cheap, ultra amazing Hold Steady album knowing that not only did it cost less for me to buy it, they got 100% of the 30p rather than 2% of the 80p we used to pay. Go post oil music!

[author note: week 16

I had a very interesting anonymous comment about my belief in yesterday's post that the UK would suffer less in case of civil unrest because of our lack of guns. I'm very interested to see how other people see the issue. I've only seen one gun in my entire life, in the hands of a police officer. I think that although a few of our criminals have access to guns, it's better that no one has any guns and ammo because when things get desperate, guns in people's hands will cause more deaths than they will save. I'm very glad Mia's country isn't in the situation a lot of the US wwo-ers are. However, I think this is an interesting conversation and I would encourage anyone with an opinion on it to post a comment in yesterday's post.

I've been wanting to do that post on music for a couple of days now. I think it's inevitable even without an oil crash that music will go independent online - at the moment music companies and their middlemen are sucking a lot of money out that should go to artists - 50 years ago they were vital but with the internet cutting out so many of their roles I think as soon as a couple of major bands realise how much more money they could make selling their own mp3s on their own websites, we'll soon see a shift to a new world of music. That's my attempt at musicwithoutoil. It's not as down-to-earth as [info]lead_tag's effort but i think that's how things would go. Any comments, do let me know! It's nice to get feedback on what I'm doing, even from those that don't agree with me!

Finally, a little plea along the same lines as [info]wwo_baltpiker's post a few days ago: won't someone cover the US political landscape to all this? I follow a lot of daily kos's coverage of US politics and I think that by now, the Democrat congress and senate must be going crazy trying to get some accountability for the whole crisis! I don't feel as a Uk citizen it's my place to comment on the US side of the story but I feel this is an underdeveloped side of the wwo tale so far. Anyone up for it?]

About miawithoutoil

Miawithoutoil is the blog of a fictional character, Mia, in the alternative reality game 'World Without Oil'. Every day in the real world is a week in the game, where oil prices are spiralling out of control and the world struggles to cope with the implications.

Mia lives in Bristol, England. She is 16 and lives with her single mother, with her father away in a farm in the mountains of Wales. Newly finished school, Mia is struggling to come to grips with the changes she's witnessing but dearly wants to make a positive difference.

This blog is the creation of twenty-something science fiction writer Tomas L. Martin. His real blog can be found under the livejournal name 'darrkespur'. Thanks for reading and enjoy the story!

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