Monday, November 17

call it as it is

Local food is the newest misnomer.

'local food' is so unpalatable, so generic, so, not local.

What about 'Hamilton food'?
What about 'Nanaimo food'?

I don't need 'local food' so that somebody that I don't know can make me feel good about 'eating local'. I will know that I'm living the good life that I value when I sit with loved ones over food that is meaningful for us.

recently we've been eating very well.
beef, venison, vegetables, wheat, spelt.
hmmmm.....

....

I'm worried about what people call 'the economy'
because as the value of my life increases
there is a decrease in my involvement in the monetary economy.

let me explain.

GDP went down (marginally, mind you :) when Chris and I bartered my wage at the beginning of the growing season. As a result not only am I not buying food anymore, but Chris is paying me less money than minimum wage.

GDP, measuring economic health by measuring monetary transactions, is unable to value the situation where I barter a cow with my time on the farm. This beef is both unvalued because it was never traded with currency, but has no price, as how could I quantify what that beef means to me ((so many pre dawn mornings feeding and watering, shovelling manure, fertilizing the gardens, laughing, rotating the cows through pasture, ...))

This is a good thing,
I'd hate to have an unstable value system
a cow will always be worth a cow, a deer a deer, a carrot a carrot,
and as our value system heaves around
retirement is another year away at the drop of a stock
and our energy surges up and down
1.48 to 0.78.9 within a week
I'd be dizzy

...

let's not forget that 'Local' means knowing people
and that as people we can make decisions for ourselves
and the whole point, in my perspective
is to live, full, responsible, lives in relationship with people and place

So don't buy into 'local food'
but begin living in whole ways

and this could mean anything.

1 comment:

simon said...

alleluia mr. laurie! thank you for growing and loving food, and stirring this big ol' beautiful pot. sure am glad to know ya...