FROM THE GROUND UP: A NEW FUTURE
(OR WHY WE SHOULD BET HEAVILY ON
AGRICULTURE)
You need a lot of them at first.
In fact, at first, that’s all you need.
Manufacturing, communications, services, all born from agriculture's nation-building stem cells |
In fact, when faced with death and disease, with crisis and
geopolitical and economic cancer, these very things that built you up from
nothing are going to be the very thing you need to save your sorry black ass.
(That means you too Allen. I know what your granma looks like. I won’t be called dead calling you a white boy. You
can count on me to remind everyone that you got that drop, that ounce, that
blood. And you really need to beef up on the difference between a nation and a
business. You’re scaring me with the things you say.)
You can’t build babies without stem cells. And you can’t
build nations without farmers.
That’s what they mean when they talk about building a nation
“ from the ground up.” Agriculture.
Everyone say it with me now: Agri-fucking-culture. The ancient art of growing things, cultivating them, harvesting at the right moment and delivering them both to the people who need them the most regardless of the price and the people who will pay the highest price for them, regardless of their need.
It’s not just about farming. It’s about our attitude to commerce,
the tourism industry, arts and culture, the sports sector, everything. We’ve
had an instant coffee approach to nation-building.
And now a hospital.
And now a quadrant development plan that's never going to happen.
That’s not a plan. That’s just a way to win elections.
Everyone can agree that all that is good about us was built
by the sweat and determination of farmers – a great portion of them being
unrewarded, unrecognized women of the field, the descendants of the heroic
Caribbean field hands that Beckles and Gaspar have taught us to revere, if
not fantasize about.
You will always be Beautiful to me |
This is not vanity on my part. My ancestors were not great,
hard working farmers and rebels. Half my people were fishermen who would
drifted between Martinique and St Lucia, settling wherever freedom was easiest
to obtain. I have a good feeling that every time some trouble started, that
side of the family would just get on a boat with a prayer and some water and
sail for the other side. They were not trying to be no damn heroes.
You can tell by my style and substance that I don’t grow
things. I fish and I kill and that’s the food I bring to Village Market. In the
post-modern era, I do it in that paper-pushing, interview-stalking, keyboard
pumping kind of way. Essentially, I hurt people who need hurting for the
benefit of people who have been hurt but didn’t deserve it. You cannot base a
nation on people like me. People like me should only exist after farmers have
produced so much excess food for the nation that most of us are free to do
whatever we will.
So when I seem to glorify farmers, it is only because what
I’m saying is an absolute, categorical moddorflogging fact. It’s not because I’m
jacking my ancestors off.
Real farmers only! No profiteers allowed! |
But nooo…
And so when they fucked up, it looked bad for everybody. So
no fake farmers. Please.
But get this:
In the early 90s, this report came out that said thousands
of small farmers would get culled from the industry, because they wouldn’t be
able to meet the demands of a competitive market. Within a decade, thousands of
farmers were culled from the industry, it’s true.
But the small farmer/big farmer dichotomy did not play out..
Turns out that thousands of small farmers knew exactly what
the fuck was up and challenged the challenge and won. Thousands of them remain
today. They competed, they adapted, they survived. Many of them even grew. They
didn’t just grow. They expanded. They became scientists and business people at
the same time.
They’re still out there. They’re the children of the Neg
Mawon. They can’t be killed. Historically, no matter how bad things got, they
kept agriculture alive. Because it keeps them alive.
Does no one else see that? That is amazing strength. We have
to bet chips on that horse.
"(No? That’s just me? I’m the only one who finds hostile, rebellious slave women hot?)"
ReplyDelete- Talk about appropriating your past and making it uniquely yours! lol
you haven't heard the half of it
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