If I fail to demonstrate the expected urgency and panic, it is because I have been fed urgency and panic on these matters all my life. I remember the imminent-ice-age phase, and while some say that was never really a thing, trust me. Why, here’s a little clip or two from a Spock-narrated documentary.
We expected to grow up in a barren tundra and be gored to death by wooly mastodons. Provided the ecosystem didn’t collapse from overpopulation, our visions of the future had sweaty, grimy people in filthy smocks clawing out each other’s eyes for a wedge of Soylent.