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which goes with this:
yep- that's the deal.
the main-trunk linx are:
i am condignly flummoxed by the goddam learning curve. Miami Woman told me: "...there are no "weeds" on Turtle Island." wish't ida spent more years learning how to grow and fix real stuff than i did learning how to say shit like "condigningly flummoxed."
or as i told the boy yesterday on the way to Schmucker's (Amish) greenhouse... wish't ida learned a whole lot more about horticulture and a whole lot less about hermeneutics. at least i wood bee talking to plants and making them happy instead of stoopid fooks who can't tell catechism and dogma from cats and dogs. their pea-braind yaps and screeches annoy me greatly. the peeps, i mean... not the critters.
Speakin of peeps... gotta get up to Mystic Prairie. Get some dux and a scythe. Been doin the Ruth Stout thing without even realizing it.
saw this in action at the ballard farmers market maybe 2006 or so.
The photos on that site with snow are interesting, as we got stuck in Hesperia one winter night about 11 years ago from a huge snowstorm, and I don't think they get much snow, could have been from that time.
The engineer/architect was Iranian, well known to my Iranian friend whom I talk to daily, and I found the site by looking for something about an idea Patrick had, for building a ceramic house.
Here is a site you may find useful: http://climateandcapitalism.com/
We should remember that there is a philosophical/ spiritual underpinning of Permaculture.
The nuts-and-bolts of any theory is practice... and when it comes to ideology, that usually involves a "political system," ponderous and dum as it is... it seems to be an unavoidable byproduct for the time being.
"Ecosocialism: or Barbarism: there is no third way."
Well... maybe- maybe not. I would posit Slipcraft, but that's an idea in it's infancy that will die a-borning because I'm not pretty or tall or rich... no big hair... no big boobs. I used all my universal young-and-cute points over 40 years ago. Cripes, even RICH PEOPLE have to have young-and-cute points or nobody listens to them. Well, except for the people they PAY to listen to them... which is sorta like "therapy." On the other hand...
Oh fuck it. "If that cross is to heavy for ya, get outta the fukkin parade."
I love that i went there and the first sentence is so hopeful: "Climate and Capitalism will resume normal operations on or about June 3. Comments may be held for moderation until then."
Now I will go and check it out for real. I may not be on here too much in the near future, just a few days will not be packed with obligations and travel. We have a fun thing this weekend, the blues festival i have mentioned before, then a few days to get ready for a 36 hour greyhound bus drive to LA, to help deal with my dad's stuff, and go to a celebration of his life. Then hope back so some normalcy. And i hope the garden will make it. There are 4 of us to work now (though it is mainly patrick and i) and we will be leaving it with only one. maybe 2 weeks! it grows so fast now.
we really are not practicing permaculture, but hopeful.
i used to be pretty and sort of tall with nice boobs, but not rich. i still didn't have a pulpit, and no one wanted to listen to my revolutionary claptrap. took me half a century to find someone to live with who respected me and took me somewhat seriously. i would love to hear what anyone in this community has to say. if not now, when?
Well, if we're not kidding ourselves, we certainly know that the outcome will be barbarism--not eco-socialism. In that case we'll just have to deal with it, as it happens. And, as Derrick Jensen posits...it's OK to realize that we're all fucked. It's actually empowering. The zen of giving up hope...
A WONDERFUL THING happens when you give up on hope, which is that you realize you never needed it in the first place. You realize that giving up on hope didn’t kill you. It didn’t even make you less effective. In fact it made you more effective, because you ceased relying on someone or something else to solve your problems—you ceased hoping your problems would somehow get solved through the magical assistance of God, the Great Mother, the Sierra Club, valiant tree-sitters, brave salmon, or even the Earth itself—and you just began doing whatever it takes to solve those problems yourself.
Problem with doing shit yerself, is sooner or later yer just too damn old to do it anymore. I can't even keep up with the shit my wife throws at me. The crap she collects is beyond comprehension. A a result, the eco system in my own household is a disaster 'cause I'm just too tired to fight it/her anymore. I'd leave it all behind if I didn't have a kid.
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