Now, as the end of the century inches closer, we once again are coming face to face with Newton's Law – for every action, there is indeed a reaction. For every good time, there's a rotten time. For every cheer, there's a boo. For every hello, there's a goodbye … throughout all eternity.
The Energy Crisis is not really a crisis at all. It is merely the cold, gray dawn of the morning after the greatest party in the history of mankind. It seems like yesterday – in fact it was just yesterday that the world was populated almost entirely by gaz-guzzling whoopee-makers who burned fuel with the reckless, joyous abandon of Diamond Jim Brady swilling champagne from a chorus girl's slipper on New Year's Eve.