Hello darkness my old friend. I’m a regular guy, I like regular time. Were I king; included in the ‘100 things that got fixed’ would be the abolition of the evil gimmick of daylight savings time. There could also be some public satisfaction to placing the elites who forced it on us in stocks for a week, but that would take all the efforts of the royal investigators because nobody knows who they are or where they came from other than it’s a wicked place where everyone is always tired.
Another thing that got fixed would be the abolition of cutting the wish-bone out of the chicken. That used to be the best part of Sunday dinner was pulling the wish bone to see who got the biggest half. Think of all the joy the king could restore to his fortunate subjects who of course would have a chicken in every pot (that wanted one) through this magnanimous act.
So we got our stolen hour back, and there’s a 100% chance of rain for Monday. But wait, there’s even more! The high is going to be 56! The gift of sleep, rain and winter all in two days.
Speaking of rain, I’m reading ‘Early days in the range of light’ about the men who free soloed all the Sierra peaks before they invented Gore-Tex, carabiners, cams and pitons. In April of 1860, California commissioned Josiah Whitney to conduct a geological survey of our state. His right hand man and fellow Yale graduate William Brewer arrived November 14th, the same day Telegraph and Pony Express brought the news of the election of President Abraham Lincoln.
Of Los Angeles, Brewer wrote: “A city of some 3,500-4,000 inhabitants, nearly a century old; a regular old Spanish-Mexican town. The houses there were but one story, mostly built of adobe or sun-burnt brick with thick walls and flat roofs constructed so low because of earthquakes.” The only thing preventing the area from being “a paradise” was the need for “water, more water.” Not a lot has changed in 155 years; in California, water = paradise.
Let’s shift gears. Here are some things we know:
The only constant is change.
If you don’t like change, you were born in the wrong century.
Alvin Toffler said: “The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who can’t learn, unlearn and relearn.”
And finally from Harvey Ullman: “Anyone who stops learning is old, whether it happens at 20 or 80. Anyone who keeps on learning not only remains young, but becomes constantly more valuable regardless of physical capacity.”
The Japanese call this continuous improvement kaizen. So given the above, here’s the challenge and the paradox for an organic farm. Organic essentially takes us back to a pre-chemical era that pretty much bans not only toxic but all synthesized chemistry on any level. Simultaneously, as organic mainstreams, the 3rd wave organic consumer expects their food to appear identical or even superior to its conventional cousin.
Sounds like an impossible situation doesn’t it? But the difficult we do right away, the impossible takes a bit; here’s what’s going on out here. Nearly every week, I am presented with a new biological product that claims to solve a previously chemically controlled challenge. We commonly refer to these products as ‘snake oil’, presented by snake oil salesmen but son of a gun, some actually work.
Here’s another cool insight from kaizen on the farm. These biologicals don’t work very well in conventional settings. In other words, just substituting a biological solution into a chemical system usually fails as the next chemical will generally mess it up. Think of trying to use probiotics and antibiotics simultaneously; you have to pick your team.
This is so important guys for your family’s health as well. As you choose life consistently, your family is going to be consistently healthier.
That was fun, wish-bones to biologicals; Uncle Vern bounced about this week.