Happy New Year! I wish you controllable poverty and access to affordable antibiotics. I am going underground, further below the emperor’s reach. He will hear from me the howl of an angry haint, but no longer be able to touch the makings of my goodness. As long as I can hold out on rice and beans, and cheap multi-vitamin chaser, this rogue government cannot force my acquiescence to build another bunker busting bomb, nor contribute toward the salaries of Congressional and corporate stooges and sycophants. As of today, I am born again a citizen of earth, residing on the shore of a Great Lake, married to another unfortunate prisoner of the United States, whom I need now more than ever to help manage our wonderful lives with access to easy money and occasional dollops of innocence.
Well, I’ve made it through half of Day 1. Who knows?
For years I believed cutting back significantly was the wisest way to avoid many political/environmental problems. The other day Elon Musk put up a post showing the Korean Peninsula at night. North was dark. South was lit up like on fire. His take was expected—“Look how wonderful capitalism, how backward communism”. What I sensed was every living species (with capacity to judge) praying that all the human world stuff itself into North Korea.
Obviously North Korea is no paragon of nature conservation. Wealthy nations like ours have the resources and human power to drastically cut back, and retain many creature comforts, with local economies thriving. I think the solutions for tomorrow are written out in the day books of the late 17th century.
Oh well. I’ll begin my experiment with New Year’s red lentils and rice. The former harvested and train trekked from North Dakota. The latter, grown in Kashmir, and exported via open sea or air travel. Argh!
We began ours with black bean soup. Also cheap. We also made french lentils and rice with garlic and cumin. Cheap food tastes great.
This needs a wider audience. You are saying/doing something creative/ important—performance art. Who knows it may inspire a movement.
Well, I’ve made it through half of Day 1. Who knows?
For years I believed cutting back significantly was the wisest way to avoid many political/environmental problems. The other day Elon Musk put up a post showing the Korean Peninsula at night. North was dark. South was lit up like on fire. His take was expected—“Look how wonderful capitalism, how backward communism”. What I sensed was every living species (with capacity to judge) praying that all the human world stuff itself into North Korea.
Obviously North Korea is no paragon of nature conservation. Wealthy nations like ours have the resources and human power to drastically cut back, and retain many creature comforts, with local economies thriving. I think the solutions for tomorrow are written out in the day books of the late 17th century.
Oh well. I’ll begin my experiment with New Year’s red lentils and rice. The former harvested and train trekked from North Dakota. The latter, grown in Kashmir, and exported via open sea or air travel. Argh!