Summer Waning Strawberry Moon
It’s been done, I know. Still, I’d like to put in a call for a 2nd American revolution. Oh, ok, I don’t care what number it is. I’ll settle for another American revolution.
My American revolution has a bit of Norman Rockwell, a touch of Helen and Scott Nearing, more than a dab of Herbert Marcuse, Paul Goodman and C. Wright Mills, some Benjamin Franklin, the spirit of pioneers and native Americans alike when they relied upon on this seemingly limitless land for food and space. There’s a Victory Garden or two in there as well, plus generations of smart women who canned, dried, jellied, smoked and pickled all sorts of produce and meat. This New American Revolution demands no marches, no banners, no barricades, no guns and no repression. And you can dance all you want.
What is it? It is a revolution of and for and with the land. It is a revolution that takes the wisdom of a 7th generation Iroquois medicine man who said: “We two-leggeds are so fragile that we must pray and care for all the four leggeds, the winged ones, those who swim in the waters and the plants that grow. Only in their survival lies the possibility of ours.”
What is it? It is a revolution of and for and by the human spirit. It is a revolution that insists, but gently, that we each put our hand and our back to something that feral nature can alter. It could be a garden. It could be a deer hunt. It could be a potted plant outside where the changing seasons affect its growth and life. It could be a regular hike in a park, through all the changes of the seasons, seeing how winter’s quiet fallow time gives ways to springs wild, wet exuberance, the color palette changing from grays, rusts and white to greens, yellows, blues, reds the whole riot.
What is it? In its fullest realization this revolution would see each person responsible for at least some of their own food, food they grow or catch or kill. In its fullest realization each person would use whatever land they share with the future in such a way as to increase its natural capital, using the land in such a way that it improves with age and gains in its capacity to support human, animal and plant life.
What is it? In its fullest realization this revolution would find each person closer, much closer to the source of their electricity, their transportation and its fuel, their work and their family. In its fullest realization this revolution would shut down the coal-fired generating plants, shutter the nuclear generating plants and have maximum and optimum use of wind, geothermal, hydro, solar and biomass generation. In its fullest realization each person would eat food that had traveled only short distances to their table, the shorter the better, the best being from backyard or front yard garden to the table.
What is it? Well, we have a ways to go yet. Perhaps a long ways, but if we want our descendants to have a chance to enjoy the same wonders in this land that we have known, we will have to change. We will have to change radically. We need, as I suggested, another American revolution.
