This Is Not Utopia

Honey’s work schedule has been weird lately due to his hours being cut until they can find more work for him. Tonight he was asked to work a shift at very short notice, so he’ll be staying up all night without the “luxury” of having his body adjusted to a night schedule. This always concerns me, because it does take a toll on your body to be repeatedly denied sleep. Anyway. This all got me thinking about the way we live our lives in civilized, modern countries. Most people spend long hours doing something for other people so we can be paid enough to feed ourselves and have a place to sleep at night. If other people don’t need things done, we’re stuck as unemployed. We take jobs in desperation that we wouldn’t otherwise choose. What if more people set up as farmers (smallish, sustainable farms) with the intention of growing enough to feed their families and then selling the rest? What if more of us got closer to the land instead of holing up in concrete jungles and sitting in offices every day? I wonder how far the unemployment rate would drop if people moved to self-sustaining jobs? I truly envy those people who have found ways to become totally or mostly self-sufficient through farming, animal husbandry, solar power, and other means. I would much rather see myself, Honey, Buddy, and any future offspring spending our hours creating our own livelihood rather than going off to be cogs in the industrial machine.

When I think of Utopia, I see people choosing to live together as communities. They care about their fellow humans, the critters, and the earth that sustains all of us. They have chosen a life centered on experiences rather than stuff. As an American, I don’t see many people who are willing to choose experiences over stuff. I see a culture fixated on the latest smart phone, the most convenient and tasty way to fill their bellies, and the best paying job so they can buy more stuff (and a big enough house to put said stuff). I also see a lot of people so stuck in the system that they will never realize there is a way out or find an opportunity to get out (that feels like us, sometimes, but we’re on our way). This is not Utopia and it never will be. It is my personal belief that, the farther we get from living off the land, the farther from happiness and viability we will become. You can live in a city and still find ways to “live off the land,” by the way (co-ops, CSA’s, farmer’s markets, etc.). I could ramble on a bit longer about the health benefits of getting your hands and feet into the dirt and interacting with Nature in general, but I think I should go to bed now. Hopefully my scattered thoughts make some sense to you. I have well over 50 followers now – would love if a few (or all) of you gave me some input from time to time.

Sex Ed Horror Stories

Awful, awful stories. I will never understand why sane people have such a hard time educating the next generation about sex. In a religious context, controlling sex ed is away of controlling people – I get that. But why would normal people NOT want their kids to know that sex makes babies, so unless you want babies you should take measures to prevent unwanted pregnancies?

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This is Disgusting

Article: Abortion Clinic Horror

I am pro-choice, and consider that a true tenet of being pro-life (as opposed to pro-heartbeat, anti-aid, pro-war, etc.). I’m not anti-abortion, but what is being described in this article is horrible. It’s disgusting! What human in their right mind decapitates babies? I certainly would agree that there comes a point when the performance of an abortion is inhumane and wrong, and support laws that stop legal abortions after a certain period of time in the pregnancy.

Radical Notions

Up until the last hundred years (approximately), all/most:

Milk went straight from the cow to being used for butter, cheese, yogurt, etc (raw milk)

Produce was never treated with pesticides & other chemicals (organic)

Produce & Animals were of the heirloom or hybrid varieties (non-GMO)

Animals were kept on pasture as long as it was seasonally available (grass fed meat)

Eggs & Chicken came from hens who moved about freely, ate bugs, & scratched in the dirt (free range)

Food came from a nearby farmer, butcher, or your own backyard (local, self-sufficient)

Food was grown by farmers who rotated crops & the pastures used for grazing, grew a variety of items, etc. (sustainable)

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These things aren’t new; they’re much older than the recent changes brought on by the Industrial Age. We really screwed up when we prioritized convenience and easy over quality and sustainability.

Remind me again why I’m crazy and radical for wanting the same things?

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For Shame

This letter┬áis flying about on facebook amongst my IFB friends. I read it and was appalled. The woman who wrote it has chosen to believe that a fundamental aspect of her biological make-up – her sexuality – is a grievous sin.

IFB’s and those who are similar to them are notorious for making sex and sexuality out to be a great evil (unless you’re a man). I myself was effected by that teaching. But the woman who wrote this letter has to deal with more than “just” sex. She is a lesbian. A homosexual. As most IFB’s I know would say, she is a “pervert.” Such ideology makes me sick. This woman is expected to ignore her sexuality and never find pleasure in sex (because to have sex with another woman would be an abomination!). She will probably be expected to find a way to “fix” herself and rewire her brain to find men arousing, not women. She will be expected to either never find a companion to spend her life with, or to choose a man and marry him. For a lesbian (not a bisexual), being with a man, even if she loves him, can be unsatisfying, scary, and possibly feel more like rape than making love. And for that husband, how will he feel? What awkward, possibly awful place will he be put into? Both partners in a relationship deserve to find happiness and satisfaction in their sex life – it is a basic human need and one of the reasons we form such relationships. More

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