Why, oh WHY did I take the red pill?
I am having a very big "The Matrix" last two to three days moment after reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver.
Before reading this, I had a vague sense of 'wrongness' with certain types of food that occasional shot little bolts of lightning out that greatly disturbed me. But, vagueness being what it is, for the most part I was able to ignore that tiny bit of knowledge I had and not really let it impact me or my buying very much.
I can't say the same now.
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle + additional research makes such vaguness impossible now. While I haven't the resources (ie a farm) at hand to deal with such knowledge as she did I definitely am thinking even more about organic foods and local foods. Quite a feeling of guilt (guilt isn't exactly the word I'm looking for)was arising with each chapter I read and the only thing that soothed me was remembering I had just made my second payment on our CSA share.
A CSA share and some vegetables I'm attempting to grow on the deck and front flower bed isn't very much but it's a middle part to the way I've started to try to go. That book was simply the bridge.
