Chucky

One day a young Buddhist on his journey home, came to the banks of a wide river. Staring hopelessly at the great obstacle in front of him , he pondered for hours on just how to cross such a wide barrier. Just as he was about to give up his pursuit to continue his journey he saw a great teacher on the other side of the river. The young Buddhist yells over to the teacher “Oh wise one , can you tell me how to get to the other side of this river”?

The teacher ponders for a moment looks up and down the river and yells back “My son, you are on the other side” .

Like when I tried to talk to people about humanure. ACK! You wanna compost poop? People poop? Like it’s somehow different from using animal poop. I mean, I’m a mom, I’ve changed my fair share of diapers. It’s not that big of a deal. How long could one conceivably use the same bush without leaching nitrogren & fecal matter into their water? Flushing drinking water away with fecal matter? That’s the insanity. Relying on a major corporation or government for your heat, food, water & maybe even shelter. That’s insanity. Ignoring all the problems facing us today? That’s the insanity. We’re not insane, we’re just too sane for the sheep that call themselves people.

Pub, to much hendrix and I get flashbacks heh heh.

Mayberry, look around you. Your landbase is being destroyed and you’re focused on politics? Deciding whether this or that member of the elite rulers is better is sorta pointless if both are hip to keeping the slave system intact… especially if you’re one of them slaves…

sixbears – “I’d rather barter for firewood than wage work for heating oil.”
Makes more sense down deep doesn’t it? Person to person rather than person to corporation…

and finally, tired john, I read kunstler to understand and keep up with the suv driving kumbaya solar will save us crowd. Doomers in pink. Gas is 5 bucks a gallon? Well, let’s take the bus! It’s so… Marie Antoinette hahaha.
And here’s the real kicker – I see nothing more than an entitlement mentality in someone who expects to trade slave chit FRN for home grown whole food. They ain’t getting my turnips…

Thanks for the comments, all.

I recently found your site via rocket stove searches and have been catching up on the blog. Just wanted to say thanks for putting your commentary out there for the rest of us to read.

It is interesting that the poorest person I know is the happiest. We deliver milk once a week to an Amish gal who rides a bike and sells walking sticks and Amish dolls by the side of the road. She has a homemade treadle sewing machine she stashes in the brush where she works and sells. No building, just a chair and an umbrella and a bike with a homemade trailer.

Seems like most of us burn our resources at a pretty maximal rate. It doesn’t seem to matter if it is firewood, energy or money. In a hurry to move on and get to the next thing just seems to be the nature of most of us. I’m afraid for some folks that around the corner they will be in a hurry to be cold and hungry.

Interesting that you should quote Kunstler. I do agree fairly often with what he says and almost never with what he does. He is one who could do with equal time on the shovel handle for all those hours he spends packing his ass around the world in an airplane so he can tell us just how bad the rest of us are that put our backs into our work.

Seems that this reality connection thing gets a bit of enhancement when you get up in the morning and take the time to look at what needs to be done and put on your dirty bibs and go do it. I tried helping to get a local food group going in the area, and had vision of seed swaps and tractor shares and labor pools, but consistently the spandex bicycle organic juice crowd outnumbered the producers by anywhere from 20 to 100 to one. Mostly I was the only producer (me and my 1/4 acre garden) and occasionally another dairy goat buddy. Hell, we couldn’t have fed the folks in the room over a year let alone our communities. The fact that the world does not run by consumption alone seems o be lost on more than just the government types.

I guess that reality here is that I’ll keep puttin’ the firewood in the stove at a rate that keeps me warm, and growin’ the garden at a pace that keeps me and the critters fed. Likely keep my own council best I can since it seems pretty difficult to find too many whose sense of reality are a good match with mine. Hey, that’s what you just said……

tired john