Energy is the only value on Spaceship Earth. Its the only thing that counts, everything else is exchanged in order to obtain it.
I want to feed the starving in Bangladesh and the Congo. So, I grow crops here in the US, with the huge energy investment in machinery, fertilizer, irrigation, etc. Then I bag it, ship it to the coast, put in on a boat, ship it to Wherever, and truck it to the starving. Who can’t pay for it, of course. Did I build a road for the truck?
Investment of energy, huge. Return, paltry. They live another day, die of malaria tomorrow.
But what if I invest in finding the Golden Chalice of Energy: cheap, clean, abundant. So I can just ship the information, electrons are pretty cheap, overall. The downtrodden can feed themselves, today, tomorrow, next week, next year.
We are one genius away from a golden age, and that ain’t even hyperbole. It can be done, and if it can’t, we’re most likely boned anyway.
In poker, you learn that to bet a dollar to win a dollar when the odds are ten to one against you isn’t very smart. The obverse is also true: if the odds are ten to one against, but the payoff is a million, make the bet.
The payoff of clean, cheap energy is a world we can hand off to our grandchildren with smug aplomb. (Suck on this, D-Day generation!) Energy is what makes possible, make energy possible, you make everything possible.
If not possible, then we’re fucked. Possible, then we must. The moon is more beautiful with footprints.