I’ve been going around looking at all different shapes and sizes of blogs that are doing things similar to what I want to do here, and with a very few exceptions the majority seem to be nothing more than product placement pages. Now, I am all for promoting the small business owner, craftsman or artisan (as I hope to be one myself someday), but isn’t that saying something particularly telling about our lives and cultures today? It leaves me with a funny taste in my mouth and the question of why must we buy things or think about buying things to feel validated?
I don’t want this blog to turn into product placement. There are enough people out there who are apparently more than happy to do that. I used to read Design*Sponge every day, and about a year or so ago I noticed that it was nothing more than a product list of upcoming (or already arrived) designers with the occasional content piece thrown in haphazardly. I’ve hopped on over every now and again since then, and I’m hoping the infusion of new blood will help up the content again instead of just posting more things to want or buy. Lord knows I know how hard it is to come up with content on a regular basis, which everyone can obviously tell from the sporadic posting here. Still, which is better – quality or quantity?
I don’t have answers – I don’t even fully know the depth I want this blog to encompass yet – but I do know when I see something I don’t want. There is a part of me that truly misses the days before the internet and widespread cell phones even though I fully embrace connectivity for the most part. I miss having time to digest information before someone demands a response. I miss people having time to fact-check what they say before broadcasting their opinions to the nation or entire world. But on the other hand, I love the fact that I can much more easily find pockets of people who share common ideas and interests – I don’t miss the isolation and ostracism of my youth in the slightest. I wonder now that we’re all inundated with information and stimuli that it isn’t all about finding balance… knowing when to shut off the cell phone or do something outside instead of sitting in front of the TV or video game console or computer. By not being chained to a cubicle for nine hours a day, I find myself much more able to step away from the computer. Much less needy for the constant information to keep my brain awake while doing repetitive, fairly mind-numbing tasks. This doesn’t even encompass the fact that I lost ten pounds within six weeks of being free of the office and look healthier than I have in the last five years, or the increased mental stability and balance I’ve been able to cultivate.
The country is jumping on the organic bandwagon from beauty products to food; clothing to home products. Why is it then that businesses are so adverse to an organic environment? Why do we shy away from an organic lifestyle? I’ve yet to work a job where I’m not left twiddling my thumbs on a regular basis because I work efficiently and businesses, by nature, are not. Why not just pay someone to do their job, do it well, and however long it takes them is however long it takes them? Why not pay for quality of work instead of quantity of time? I don’t think I will ever understand why people are viewed as a commodity, as a resource which is uniform and equal when they are most definitely not.
It reminds me of a snippet from the book “Fruitless Fall” which is about the growing Colony Collapse Disorder epidemic of honey bees plaguing the United States. The author talks about how when placed in a “natural” hive (one mimicking the shape of a hive in nature), the Italian honey bees relearned how to eject the varroa mites naturally, which has been a problem plaguing them for years in the Langstroth hives (the box-style, uniformly regimented artificial hives) where they just seemed to ignore the mites altogether and resulted in devastating the population in the infected hive. Perhaps I’m making too loose of a connection or not taking into account enough variables, but what does this say about people who are forced into the regimented monotony of big business? Those virtually living a cube farm for the majority of their waking hours? That they just forget how to take care of themselves? That they just trudge on, day in and day out without regard to the parasites that are eating away at them? I can’t say I have the answers, but this most definitely struck a chord.
I’d much prefer to live an organic lifestyle. To have time to be a person. To have passions and goals that don’t revolve around the latest “it” gadget or “must have” product. I am a consumer, yes. I still love shopping. But I’ve noticed in the last few years that instead of buying mostly products, I’ve shifted to buying materials, supplies, ingredients or components. I want to be able to provide for myself, to understand the process to make what people want and need. I can’t hope to learn everything in a single lifetime, but I sure as hell can try. And from what I’ve experienced so far? It’s far and away more satisfying in the long term for me than just going to the shop and throwing money at my wants and desires. I am excited and infused with ideas and possibilities, looking forward to the adventures in life. Isn’t that what living is all about anyway?
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