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Mark Morford makes a nice contribution to an ongoing shift in the discussion about what we eat, approvingly citing Michael Pollan’s “The Omnivore’s Dilemma,” and intelligently reframing the tired opposition between vegetarian and omnivore in favor of an ecologically informed emphasis on local vs. industrial. This ongoing discussion seems like one of the most potent entry points to a deeper shift in our sensibilities these days. I’ve been reading a few different things that underpin this feel-good shift with some interesting reconceptualizing analyses.
One book I acquired a couple of months ago is “Soil and Civilization” by Edward Hyams, written in 1952. I’ve only read the beginning of the book, but already it’s quite fascinating, rethinking human history from the point of view of the relationship to different kinds of soil giving rise to pastoral or agricultural societies. Any history can be accused of narrowly promoting its own framework as an oversimplification of complex histories. Hyams acknowledges as much himself. Nevertheless, in spite of a somewhat Eurocentric approach (or Euro-Asia-centric anyway), he has a good account of the emergence of agriculture on the Nile and in Mesopotamia based on millennia of alluvial soil deposits in the river flood plains. Alternately he describes the rise of pastoralism as a phenomena of loess soils produced by glacial grinding and wind, leading to grasses suitable for ruminants, which in turn eventually lead to domesticated livestock. I’m oversimplifying it of course, but it leads to my larger point about the interrelationship of organisms that, while obvious, is finally starting to gain some real traction in everyday thinking. Hyams’ argument is basically that humans are but one member of a larger community of life tied fundamentally to the soil. And soil is an incredibly dense and interdependent environment of symbiotic and parastic (mostly bacteriological) species that are the basic source of the entire food chain.
Continue reading Orga(ni)smic Communities
Just back from the regular Thanksgiving I’ve been attending for the past 8 years… this year’s was even better than it’s been during the generally wonderful gatherings we’ve shared in the past. It takes place in a beautiful box canyon between Ukiah and Clear Lake in Lake County. About 80-120 people show up. Some of us having gone for years, others are there for the first time. Every year it’s a unique combination of familiar friends and new faces, and this year’s ‘crop’ of newbies was particularly splendid.


There’s a real autumn up north as you can see. The place has a big old lodge, a half dozen cabins arranged in a u-shape, a “heart lodge” where we gather for the meal and various other party-like activities, and most deliciously, an outdoor hot tub that can hold at least 15 people easily. I had a great soak every night around midnight under brilliantly clear skies with the milky way and countless stars brightly shining down. The whole thing put me in a great mood, as you can probably detect in this pic:

A lot of the conversations revolved around our growing concerns about community, mutual aid, aging, security, etc. Friends are in the hospital underlining these issues. And happily, the event itself is becoming a major pillar of our shared lives, continuing for over a decade now, and providing an annual break from our crazy busy-ness to see each other, check in, have deep and hilarious and poignant times together, and not have to hurry off to the next event. The continuity of our gathering is now so well established that the ongoing search for stable connections and families and homes is at least partially assuaged by the increasing solidity of this event itself, which defies easy categorization…
I have about 80 photos of folks in various happy configurations. Here’s one with Lisa, our inspiring hostess and birthday girl smack dab in the middle…

Continue reading Thanksgiving continuity
Really? That’s a tough topic to address, but I do want to point everyone to a remarkable article by the very readable science scribe Elizabeth Kolbert in last week’s New Yorker on the “Darkening Seas”… details how atmospheric CO2 doesn’t just hang around in the air but is steadily mixing into the oceans (of course), leading to a slow acidification of the seas. This will lead to a steady collapse of thousands of species, maybe compromising the entire seaborne food chain, leading to the re-emergence of … oceanic slime!… ick.
Somehow oceans are more on my mind lately. When I buy fish I always have this glimmer that maybe some year soon I won’t be able to find fish anymore. And we live at the edge of the continent, oceans are supposed to rise (they do in my novel!), and we’re going to be feeling that preponderant presence of blind, wrathful oceanic energy more and more in coming years. To say nothing of crazy storms, diminishing water and food supplies, and any other of a long line of catastrophic fantasies that lurk beneath consciousness every day.
I get out as much as I can, riding up and down our lovely hills. The other day I took a hike with a friend up Oak Canyon on San Bruno Mountain, ending up at the summit where the marine layer kept the whole view shrouded in gray. I love the sense of being in the weather I get from these long hill journeys, whether on foot or bike. Here’s a shot of the big view, then a close up of how lush parts of this canyon are.


This is what I was told could be known as the “indian kitchen” just on the creek bed next to an ancient shellmound. It’s one of those resonant spots where history forces itself into the forefront of your mind as thousands of years of pleasant living preceded our visit to this apparently forgotten spot on a much-neglected local ecological treasure. (We’re having a Winter Talk on San Bruno Mountain at CounterPULSE on January 31, as part of our Nature in the City series.)
Continue reading Oceanic Slime
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