Tuesday, July 22, 2008

What can I do about it?

I had an interesting conversation over the weekend that, in my mind at least, centered around the idea of personal responsibility for everyday choices.

In my view, we live in a society that has progressively disavowed itself from responsibility for its actions. This subject is a tired one for some, but it is also a subject that I believe underlies most of the problems that face the United States right now.

In particular, my weekend conversation focused on the otherwise innocuous idea of buying groceries. With each passing day, I become more skeptical of the industrial system that dominates our modern food chain from farm to factory to supermarket. There are thousands of problems endemic to this system, from the nutrition of processed foods to the safety of those same foods.

My contention is that it is time for all of us to take responsibility for our food consumption actions, an idea that elicited the inevitable “well, what am I supposed to do about it” response from some participants in my conversation. This response struck me as both odd and short sighted.

This response strikes me as odd because it implies, at the least, that where, how, and when one buys food is out of one’s control. It is that attitude that is part of the problem. As a society, we have fallen for the story told to us with such force through advertising and sheer presence that the megamart is the only place we can feed ourselves. We do not tend to think beyond the advertising for reasons that are sometimes inscrutable to me.

This response also strikes me as short sighted because it ignores the alternatives hidden just out of sight of the megamart ad. The proliferation of farmers markets, buying clubs, and reborn specialty grocery stores tells a story that the megamart does not want us to hear, but it is one we can find if we just look.

So what remains is that so many of us simply do not take responsibility for our grocery buying decisions. We make a choice to follow the lead of the megamart advertisement, but when we get fat or sick because of that choice, suddenly it is not our fault, even though there were alternatives available all along.

This idea is not just limited to groceries either, but the food buying example serves the whole problem well. Whether we are talking about groceries or gas prices or politics, the same “what am I supposed to do about it” ducking of personal choices and their consequences seems to reign, yet many people continue to be surprised when the consequences continue even as they continue to make the same choices.

This process implies that these problems--be they groceries or gas prices or politics--are unsolvable when they are entirely solvable if we choose differently. What is missing is the resolve to do the different thing, even when the benefits of such a choice are obvious.

While it is a painfully slow process, I am working to wean myself off the industrial farm system and replace it with food bought locally, from the producers, and in season. I am going so far, if everything works out as I hope it will, to take over a farm in the attempt to transform it into a sustainable one. These are active, conscious choices that I believe fly in the face of the “what am I supposed to do about it” mentality with regard to the grocery question.

We can apply this same process to most of our other everyday choices. If we do not like the price of gas, we can drive less. If we do not like the job our politicians are doing, we can involve ourselves in the political process. What we have to do, however, is choose to do something different from what we have always done.

This change in choice involves more than just shopping at a different grocery; it necessarily involves consciously choosing to accept the consequences that result. Sure, locally produced, in season food is more expensive. Driving less alters my lifestyle. Being politically active requires action and commitment on my part. These are consequences, yet to me at least, these are consequences I accept because of their benefits to my quality of life and wellbeing.

What can I do about it? I can choose responsibly being fully conscious of the consequences I accept as part of the choices I have made. I can change my grocery shopping habits because I believe it is the right thing to do for reasons that transcend convenience, slick advertizing, and habit. I can apply this same model to whatever I do, no longer doing them by rote but because I am trying to make something happen.

In making such choices, I become part of the solution instead of part of the problem. At that moment “what am I supposed to do about it” becomes an invitation rather than an excuse.

-=DLH=-

Cross-posted on Dennis L Hitzeman’s Worldview Weblog

4 comments:

Eternal Apprentice said...

There must be something wrong. I can't think of any part of this that I disagree with.

I should go lie down...

Seriously, welcome to the world of the Locovore. It's not as hard as it sounds once you find a local dairy.

Keba said...

Locovore - I have never heard that before, but I like it.

We have several local dairies - one who pasteurizes, and one that sells raw milk. You have to belong to the herdshare to get the raw milk though.

Eternal Apprentice said...

It's my understanding that that's because of a loophole in FDA regulations that forbids selling raw milk, but you can get it from your own cow... I am of mixed feelings on the whole raw milk thing.

Next year (after we retire our student debt) we're buying into a shared farm locally and I'll be replanting and expanding our vegetable beds to fill in with what we can't or don't get from our 'share'. I can't remember the last time I bought herbs. Now I just need to find a good local meat source...

Keba said...

I grew up on raw milk - took our own glass jars to the dairy, got the milk out of the spigot on the cooling tank, put our $2 in the coffee can, and away we went.

I currently drink pasteurized but not homogenized milk - best thing I've had since that raw milk. Downside is it's over $5/half gallon. It's worth it, to me!