How To Be Poor: An Argument for Voluntary Poverty — Part Three
This is Part Three of the How To Be Poor introduction. Read Part One and Part Two. On The Road I have not been living poor the last few days. In fact, I’ve been living . . . well, if not quite rich by...
View ArticleWhen Money No Longer Gets Money
An entry in the How To Be Poor series Friday morning, I found myself sitting on the back patio of the town house my mother’s rented here in Sedona, Arizona, basking in a warm February sun with a good...
View ArticleThe Cult of the Expert
An entry in The Household Economy — ∞ — “A system of specialization requires the abdication to specialists of various competences and responsibilities that were once personal and universal. Thus, the...
View ArticleWhy I’ll Pay $10 for a Gallon of Milk
When I lived in Portland, I paid $10 for a gallon of milk. This wasn’t store bought milk, of course, but raw milk. It came from a farm south of the city—a piece of land leased by two wonderful women,...
View ArticleThe Soil’s Gifts
There’s a bacteria in soil that has been shown to make humans happy by triggering serotonin production in the brain. But there must be more to it. — ∞ — The garden has made me happy. I’ve spent a good...
View ArticleOur National Blood Sport
Here in America, we had an election on Tuesday. Some of you may have noticed. I have to admit, I still love Election Day. No doubt, that enjoyment is derived at least somewhat from the brief stretch of...
View ArticleThe Power of Letting Go
This morning, I read a diary about guns at Daily Kos. For those who are unaware, Daily Kos is a liberal political blog focused on electing Democrats, and while there’s a range of thought on a variety...
View ArticleThe Privilege of Empire
I lived in the White Mountains of Arizona throughout my sixteenth year. My mother owned a coffee shop there, in the small town of Pinetop. Visiting one summer, I fell in love with the area and decided...
View ArticleOriginal Sin
I admit to a love of this world, in all its mess, complexity, pain, and challenge. It tries me at times, but I love it. As often as in its joy, I find my love in its pain and challenges. This isn’t a...
View ArticleOn Searching For Home
Almost two years ago, just a few days before the winter solstice, I was mucking out the sheep shed at one of the farms I worked for when I received news via a text message that I was going to be hired...
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