Genesis and Justice

This morning I listened to a critique of the Oscar acceptance speech of Joaquim Phoenix.

The critique was done by Dr. Albert Mohler, President of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary.

Mr. Phoenix’s speech was a defense of justice. He is a vegan, so part of his story was a kindness to animals. He had the courage to state that humans, at their most inventive and meaningful, are a collective of loving people.

Dr. Mohler seemed to wince at the notion, in its’ simplest form, of the equality of animals.

His trouble was based upon the creation story in Genesis and the notion of the Bible as infallible because it is inspired by God.

The creation story in Genesis most certainly states the fishes of the sea and the birds of the sky were created for human use/pleasure.

His critique drew my interest because I do not understand how humans can make themselves more important than any other living (or for that manner non-living) things.

My belief in this ‘living thing’ equality is based upon a great deal of thought… and living experience with animals.

The entire discussion also brings up the broader question on the nature of the Bible.

The Bible is a document. It was written by humans. It was written with numerous objectives – report on important events, delve into religious/philosophical/epistemological ideas, serve as a platform for creative writing, etc.

It’s a wonderful collection. I feel certain it is perhaps the most important book in human history (do not know the actual statistics).

It also can be extremely complicated and contradictory (so can life!) –particularly when you consider both Old and New Testament.

Dr. Mohler would contend it is ‘the word of God’.

At this point I begin to have questions:

Did God intend for the Bible to be ‘it’ with respect to ‘the word of God’?

Given the original language of the Bible, and its’ numerous translations, how do we accommodate for interpetation if the words are ‘infallible’?

In the last 2000 years have we humans not had any ‘Bible worthy’ inspiration? If no, why? If yes, how do we identify it?

Where does the new knowledge of science fit into this discussion?

Would God make a ‘static’ epistemology?

How do human prophetic voices fit into this long history of ‘the word of God’?

If God is open to redemptive behavior (and change) can we add to the Bible?

I listened to Mr. Phoenix’s speech. He obviously feels deeply about what he said. He obviously was asking for human affection. He obviously feels more human affection will lead to holy works by humans.

I agree.

Eli’s Kitchen

February 9, 2020

A friend, Eli Dunn, has a charming little restaurant in Warren, Rhode Island.

I’m old…so I knew his mom who owned Phoebe’s Seafood…and remember Eli working in the kitchen with Phoebe.

The Kitchen is a ‘hot spot’… so crowded and crowded in a wonderful way.

There is a small counter, tables, and a community table. The community table is generally a mix of different parties.

The servers are young, friendly, always ready to engage in talk, and able to accommodate a wide array of questions and requests…a loving crew.

This morning I sat with my friend Bill and one of his friends…at the community table.

I had gone by myself for a quick breakfast but ended up in a great conversation with the two of them.

This ALWAYS happened at Eli’s.

It is like he has figured out the magic sauce of community relations.

It’s even more intriguing because Eli has savant-like abilities to combine diverse ingredients.

The restaurant becomes a study in both interesting food and interesting human conversation.

As you can imagine, I’m a fan. Unfortunately it is the ‘wrong direction’ for most of my weekly travels.

One other thought…

Seldom in my community do I see large families out for meals…actually, seldom do I see large families.

Eli’s is a magnet for families.

Other than with my own children and grandchildren, some of my most memorable meals have been at the community table with young ones and their parents.

His Kitchen is a place where food and people share their common stories.

The Problem with Agriculture in Rhode Island

On March 10, 2015 I sent the following commentary ( and the link to the Dan Barry article) to a number of Rhode Islanders with whom I’ve had professional association:

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/02/25/sports/baseball/through-years-of-change-pawtucket-ri-always-had-mccoy-stadium.html?_r=0

To all,

I’m an old baseball kid…grew up playing sand lot, little league, municipal ball in Louisville, Kentucky.

I know and understand round ball kids.

This morning I listened to two guys in their 50s standing in the Newman YMCA discussing high school basketball (about their children) as a mother would lovingly discuss the attributes of their newborn.

When I heard the Pawtucket Red Sox organization was sold to a group of investors that ‘wanted’ to move the team to Providence from Pawtucket – and saw subsequent articles where the Governor of Rhode Island and Mayor of Providence make studied ‘politically calculated’ statements – I knew….

Rhode Island was, to me, culturally tone deaf.

As Thomas Merton said ‘ if you want to study the social and political history of modern nations, study hell’….I guess that goes for cities and states also.

Dan Barry has written a lovely article (See Above) that captures the cultural meaning of McCoy Stadium, the community value of the place, and the ‘business’ that is baseball.

Moving the PawSox’s organization from Pawtucket is economically insane. I live in a state – in a nation – where many, many communities struggle for their economic existence.

I have no doubt that our economy ‘robs Peter to pay Paul’ in a manner that has destroyed much in America. That same modern American economy also concentrates wealth in a manner that shocks mindful people.

…Back to being that old round ball kid – I’m always looking for the bright spot. I also wonder if I’ve just grown old and cranky.

In this case, I don’t think I’m overreacting. The PawSox sale is a BIG deal!

I am sad about this ‘deal’. I am sad for Pawtucket. I am sad for little children who saw a wonderful game with their family for a reasonable price. I am sad for the Governor and the Mayor of Providence that they do not see and defend our State’s cultural values. I am sad for a group of wealthy buyers (some of whom are Rhode Islanders) who do not seem to respect local communities.

I received perhaps ten responses. Several were very supportive (two were highly complementary, both from senior executives in substantial Rhode Island institutions). One was harshly critical and requested I remove them from my distribution list (which I did…by the way she was my former companion).

I want to tie this letter to comments on the state of agriculture in Rhode Island.

Wendell Berry in The Unsettling of America: Culture and Agriculture in America (1977), states:

… we and our country create one another, depend on one another, are literally part of one another; that our land passes in and out of our bodies just as our bodies pass in and out of our land; that as we and our land are part of one another, so all who are living as neighbors here, human and plant and animal, are part of one another, and so cannot possibly flourish alone; that, therefore, our culture must be our response to our place, our culture and our place are images of each other and inseparable from each other, and so neither can be better than the other.

Mr. Berry is telling us the state of our land is a cultural statement – and how we use land reflects the current state of our culture. My point with the PawSox commentary was to explain, in my opinion, that a land use decision to move the PawSox to Providence was culturally thoughtless land use – for the reasons I (and Dan Barry in the New York Times) described.

The Rhode Island Food Economy

98% of our food comes from ‘somewhere else’.

Rhode Island farmers – even the few that have cash flows above $1M (a few vegetable operations and a few nursery/sod operations) – have very low profit margins. The smaller ones (the majority) work very hard for little money.

In my opinion, state and local governments have responded to the increasing demand for high quality local food with only marginal economic improvement programs. The State, with some private foundation support, provides $200,000 each year for competitive grants to small farmers. Good hearted as it is, it is a trivial amount of money if our communities are serious about improving the agricultural economy.

A large part of the problem is a national problem. The food economy is large – and concentrated – in many and complicated ways. Large growers of grain, livestock, and specialty crops; large food processors; and large aggregators, distributors, and brokers dominate the market.

98% of the State’s food, therefore, has nothing to do with our local economy, other than some local retailers and processors have businesses that resell out-of-state food. Even the local retail, processing, and distribution are dominated by non-local companies (Whole Foods Market, Stop and Shop, Shaw’s).

Also, much of that large scale national farming and food processing industry makes use of poorly paid ‘illegal’ immigrant labor.

As a final economic thought, it is my intuition that numerous Rhode Islanders hold equity stocks or bonds (through personal portfolios or pension/annuity accounts) in some of those ‘somewhere else’ food corporations.

What agriculture is appropriate in Rhode Island?

 Rhode Island is a glacial landscape full of rocks and soil deposited by a past ice age. The soils vary broadly – and much of the soil is rocky with qualities that make it inappropriate for agriculture. The weather can be harsh, so the growing season is narrow in comparison to more temperate places.

There are, however, areas with important agricultural soils.

It appears, from my work with a number of local farmers, that those important soils make very good ground for specialty vegetable crops.

Other areas of the State provide good pasture for livestock and good land for orchards and other fruit production.

Rhode Island is not the ‘fertile delta’, but it is hospitable to very good production of vegetables, livestock, and certain kinds of fruit.

From our research, it appears there are several thousand additional acres of land that could provide a good home to farmers and their diverse crops.

Developing a Culture that Supports Expanded Local Agriculture

My own experience over the past twenty years indicates, to a very large extent, the barriers to significant expansion of local agriculture are primarily cultural.

Let me first list some economic and agro-economic principles I believe critical to an expanded agriculture:

  • The environment is not a minor factor of production – but rather is ‘an envelope containing, provisioning, and sustaining the entire economy’ (Paul Hawkin).
  • The limiting factor to farm economic development is the availability and functionality of life-supporting natural services that have no substitutes (many also have no market value –‘public goods’ – air quality, etc.).
  • Misconceived or unintelligently designed business systems, historically poor population settlement patterns (mostly as a result of a lack of knowledge), and wasteful patterns of consumption are the primary causes of the loss of life-supporting natural services.
  • Farm and food economies can be best managed in democratic, market-based systems of production and distribution in which human work, manufactured goods, finance, and life-supporting natural services are all fully and adequately valued.
  • A key result of knowledgeable, effective and empathetic employment of people, money, and life-supporting natural services is a significant increase in resource productivity – farm methods emphasizing practices that promote enhanced resource productivity utilizing new agro-ecological knowledge and practice experiences from the past twenty (20) years with organic, biodynamic, permaculture, and traditional agriculture.
  • Community welfare is best served by improving the quality and flow of desired natural services delivered – plainly, we best serve the community by improving the environmental qualities and agricultural productivity of the State’s farms.

Basic agro-ecological economic principles:

The innovations occurring in the ‘sustainability sector’ of agriculture take three interwoven and complimentary paths:

  • Increase the resource and ecological effectiveness of all forms of farming, seeking new ways to enhance production utilizing fewer resources – both through direct increases in productivity and through biomimicry and closed loop non-toxic practices.
  • Design agricultural practices so that the farm restores, sustains, and expands life-giving natural services with only limited, no-harm external inputs.
  • Regenerate the farm’s economy by utilizing innovative customer/financing arrangements such as community-supported agriculture and collaborative farm/value- added food business relationships to leverage increased productivity – providing additional asset and enterprise growth.

These principles are the work of many practitioners of sustainable agriculture. They are based upon traditional ‘settled’ agriculture, the work of indigenous farmers, and the work of modern agro-ecologists.

If the people of the State want to implement these practice principles, Rhode Island is perhaps fortunate that it is not dominated by commodity crop farmers and concentrated animal feeding operations. We, therefore, do not have the direct friction of those agricultural lobbies.

We are, however, dominated by financial industries and financial industry lobbies – as is the rest of the country. The access to any significant capital for the development of a robust local food economy is not available through traditional banks. Farm Credit East helps as it can, but they also have standard credit protocols and collateral requirements that make any start-up farmer ineligible.

The result is little capital for food economic development.

Now I need to return to the PawSox for a moment.

The other HUGE problem is that our State’s monetary economy is also largely ‘somewhere else’. It appears that a large number of our citizens are either satisfied with that economy or resigned to its workings.

The great ‘satisfier’ for the larger population appears to be the pension plan or annuity….and the hope of retirement. The great ‘satisfier’ for many wealthy individuals appears to be they have won, and others have lost – somehow the economy becomes a contest for domination and bragging rights.

Pension plans and annuities would be helpful if they were the result of healthy economic practices. Unfortunately, they have become an abstraction of real honest money management. Large investment pools like pension funds also have allowed financial brokers and ‘just clever’ executives to concentrate wealth through very large fee and compensation packages.

This is a cultural problem and leads to deals like the PawSox sale – where a group of ‘winners’ do not truly consider the losers. It also leads to enormous problems for those economic ‘losers’ – in this case Pawtucket, Rhode Island.

That same cultural problem is also the primary constraint to a more robust local food economy. In essence, there is no real ‘monied’ interest in creating that larger local food economy because the lack of an aggregated existing local food economy does not provide a means for the financial industry to extract a portion of a large cash flow through profit sharing agreements, large fees or compensation packages.

Thus little money for local farm, food, and nutrition businesses…and a pricing structure dominated by large national companies using poorly paid ‘illegal’ workers.

Are there practical and feasible ways to encourage significant change in the agricultural economy?

Solving the problems of the national/international economy are complicated, difficult, and impossible to conceive.

Creating just, intelligent, and productive farms and food businesses seems more sensible and feasible. It also only requires the cooperation of a small number of like-minded local investors, farmers, food companies…cooperation is the key.

Freeway Laundromat

For many years I’ve taken my laundry to the Freeway Laundromat.

It is convenient, offers wonderful service (all my laundry always looks better than I thought possible), and the store is extremely clean given the busy traffic.

The ‘main lady’ is a great Portuguese woman who has been there since I started with them. She is warm, knows everyone, and gives deals to folks when she can (it is in a low income neighborhood so most of the customers are financially stressed).

I have had many interesting and dear conversations with the staff and customers.

They all love Lucille the Dog….so I often bring her in… and she romps and licks with whomever wishes a little dog attention.

Yesterday afternoon I stopped to pick up my laundry.

A young woman was on one of the outside benches sobbing uncontrollably.

She was with a community policewoman who was attempting to help.

I asked the young woman if I might sit with her.

She had been doing laundry and was…it appears…pushed around and – she thought – robbed …by one of her two roommates!

After ten or fifteen minutes she disclosed the two roommates were new, she had lived with her grandmother until she passed away, and had only one close friend.

The roommate had taken her money and computer and other personal belongings …she had no idea what to do next.

She did not want to reveal the roommates names for fear of retribution (my experience with the community police thinks it was wise…they would have made a mess).

Within one-half hour she was able to talk reasonably. Both the policewoman and I emphasized she should not go back to an abusive household.

I gave her my number and offered to help her find temporary shelter. She was grateful…and was able to return to doing her laundry while she figured out her next step.

My worry…temporary shelter would have been difficult.

The existing social service organizations …although good-hearted….mostly concentrate on seriously distressed men and woman in shelter houses. To send her there is to risk more distress.

The traditional Christian teaching of concentrating aid on the neediest amongst us is also poorly served today. There are folks trying, but they are grossly underfinanced….and our society has no understanding on how much money is needed to fulfill the holy intention of caring for the needy (or even what methods are best).

She has not called. I continue to think about her.

Lucille the Dog

I have had Lucille for over 13 years.

In those years she has taught me how to live well, how to care for others (without talking!), and how to manage the ups and downs of life without whining.

She has pointed out – on hundreds of occasions – how any thought of the superiority of humans compared with other animals is folly.

The simplicity and elegance of a healthy dog’s intelligence puts our fumbling, erratic human brains at the bottom of the class.

Lucille’s innate sense for her place in our relationship is remarkable (even when she is disturbed or hungry)….she gently demands equity.

Even her dog ‘rear end licking’ sensibilities can be seen as ethical thoroughness.

We humans – in the name of invention, creativity, etc. – have profoundly changed the earth and the universe – many times with little understanding of the impact of those changes.

We have tinkered with, extracted from, and manipulated.

The value and good of all our human activity appears to be in doubt – given predictions of our climate impact and how those climate impacts might alter the earth’s ability to sustain life.

When I asked Lucille her opinion about all of this she licked my face.

As Wendell says… it all turns on affection.

Mountain Biking in the Winter of 2004

One winter morning I found myself lugging a mountain bike onto a rack at 7am on a 10 degree morning.

It was cold!…but sunny and remarkably clear.

By 8am there were more than 10 of us headed into the woods.

Within 10 minutes one of the bikes decided to go no further. It happened in a beautiful little pine woods. Frost hung on the trees, everything was crunchy, the sun beamed down through the branches.

It was so harsh and beautiful that my mind became ‘stuck’ in those woods.

I was in my early fifties. All of a sudden time changed its meaning.

Time had always been this ‘treadmill’ of life events. One thing followed another in a known progression.

For a brief time in a very cold pine woods my life literally froze.

Albert Einstein first formulated the possibility of a ‘relative’ time. Later, numerous thought experiments in physics attempted to demonstrate certain perceptual paradoxes.

At its heart, time is a human perception. How we see the world and how the world progresses is critically a human/surroundings link.

My perception in the woods on that morning was the result of unique conditions. Conditions I had never experienced.

That morning taught me to be more open, more understanding, and more receptive to the unknown.

We stayed in the woods more than an hour. All of us were closer friends at the end.

 

The Christmas Tree

Sunday, December 1, 2019

I just put up a Christmas tree.

A live cut one. The house immediately smelled piney delicious.

Last year I traveled the week before Christmas, so decided no tree.

It was a mistake.

Putting up and decorating a tree is an historical event for me.

The ornaments have their stories to tell.

There are big ones, tiny ones, fuzzy ones, glassy ones…a number of handsome handmade family ones.

Completing the tree is always uniquely satisfying…. as if I am gathering my family and community over the past years.

My children are grown. Although I have six grandchildren, I prefer doing the tree alone (or at least as alone as Lucille the Dog allows).

The reflections are many times private, so being alone allows me to be slow with the memories.

This year was particularly reflective. I spent time going through two large containers of ornaments and seasonal keepsakes that my former companion left behind in moving out of the house.

There were ornaments that her children and family made. There were ornaments about her two babies. There were ornaments from her best friends.

She wanted to throw them away.

I seem to live in a time where one can culturally ‘throw away’ family and community.

We are mobile. We communicate electronically a great deal.

Our laws encourage ‘walking away’ in the name of independence and individual rights.

I decided to put some of her ornaments on the tree.

As I write this I am looking at the lit tree at the end of a beautiful cold day.

The house is warm and cozy. Lucille lies fed and asleep at my feet.

The tree is a story – telling itself each day through New Year’s Day.

I am fortunate to have those ornaments. I am content in her ornaments telling part of the story.

People and Person

I have no idea how many acquaintances I’ve made in my life….many hundreds at the least.

My address list carries a few hundred names. I am close with perhaps fifty of them.

I’ve had two marriages. Both were failures. One failure was of my making, the other had little to do with me (she just could not do marriage). The first was for young love, the second was for …I’m not quite sure.

My parents seemed reasonable publicly, but were troubled individually. My mother had electroshock therapy a number of times in my early childhood, my father was a literal troublemaker.

As a consequence of my parenting, I am skeptical of closeness – particularly with women.

My true friendships have been narrow – rich and valuable – but narrow.

Which brings me to a specific person.

The person is a much younger woman. I’ve known her for perhaps five years.

I see her regularly but never much thought about her personhood or character.

In the past year she has begun to have an important place in my life. No change in our relationship – casual and periodic – but her meaning to me has grown significantly.

She is open (but careful), thoughtful to a fault (but readily claims her space and opinions), and equitable in her friendships (everyone receives the same care).

No presumptions, no pretensions, no agendas, no expectations.

She is rare.