I’m back at the mud hut after delivering a dozen presentations in as many days in New Zealand. The trip also included a few interviews. This cryptically brief post merely relays results from my trip into the damp, cool winter on a beautiful couple of islands. A few presentations were recorded via video, and I hope to post one or more in the future if they become available.
I was interviewed for Radio New Zealand by the country’s premiere journalist, Kim Hill. The edited result is embedded below, and the entire day’s program is detailed here.
I was featured in the print media as a result of interviews and presentations. Results are presented below in chronological order. As always, interviews are permalinked at the tab above cleverly labeled “Interviews.”
Photo essay based on my presentation in Auckland, New Zealand the evening of Sunday, 23 June 2012
Economic collapse ‘might save us’, The Bay Chronicle, 28 June 2012
World ‘bleeding to death’, Taranaki Daily News, 29 June 2012
Guy McPherson in New Zealand, Seemorerocks, 30 June 2012
I think I hear the fat lady singing, The Most Revolutionary Act, 1 July 2012
Civilization and the price of oil, Dissident Voice, 4 July 2012
Despite a broken toe and a severe head cold that led to a bout of laryngitis, my visit to the emerald-cloaked country was pleasant and productive. My final presentation, in the city of Nelson on the north end of the south island, was especially memorable, and included two “firsts” for me:
(1) About 20 minutes into my presentation, two 80-something men shuffled from the back of the room to the exit in the front. Before departing, one of them turned to the audience to say, “Don’t believe the liar,” and gave me the finger.
(2) The initial comment after the presentation questioned my credibility because I was presenting dire information with good humor. Shortly thereafter, several people offered me permanent residence at their homes because of my sense of humor. Or so they said. I’m betting the invitations resulted from the leather patches on the elbows of my jacket, the primary source of my credibility.
This post is hyperlinked at The Refreshment Center.