{"id":1246,"date":"2021-03-27T13:04:03","date_gmt":"2021-03-27T20:04:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.luterra.com\/blog\/?p=1246"},"modified":"2021-03-28T17:59:00","modified_gmt":"2021-03-29T00:59:00","slug":"musings-on-the-ever-given","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.luterra.com\/blog\/?p=1246","title":{"rendered":"Musings on the Ever Given"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"> The Ever Given has run aground in the Suez Canal<br> One of the world\u2019s largest container ships<br> En route from China to the Netherlands<br> Wedged diagonally in the sand<br> Two hundred thousand tons<br> Bearing on saturated earth<br> Refusing to budge against the tugs and winches<br> \u00a0<br> A box full of boxes of boxes is boxed in<br> The global economy has an arterial blockage<br> And health points are ticking away<br> Measured in GDP growth<br> Or billions of dollars<br> \u00a0<br> We read about the dollars<br> About the hundreds of ships waiting<br> But we seldom hear about what is <em>in <\/em>those ships<br> What is in those ten thousand boxes of boxes?<br> How many lifetimes of human labor does that represent?<br> Shoes?\u00a0 Clothes?\u00a0 Tires?\u00a0 Computers?\u00a0 <br> Toilet paper?\u00a0 Canning jars?\u00a0 Spices?\u00a0 <br> Hopes?\u00a0 Dreams?\u00a0 Proud creations?<br> Or just products, commodities, dollars?<br> \u00a0<br> The web of global commerce is beautiful<br> Trucks rolling over mountain passes<br> Trains snaking through wooded valleys<br> Barges plying the waters of deep canyons<br> Giant ships gliding through canals and rocking on high seas<br> Electricity crossing mountains and plains<br> Changing voltage, becoming smaller, spreading out<br> From the great steel-pyloned arteries<br> To the little capillary wires that power our homes<br> Keep us warm, our batteries charged, our screens lit<br> \u00a0<br> I am different perhaps<br> In that I notice this always<br> Watch the trains<br> Observe the patterns<br> Follow the web of wires and pipes<br> See the steady flow of wood chips and recycled boxes<br> Carried to the maw of the great mill to the west<br> Returning as giant rolls of kraft paper<br> In boxcars and box trucks<br> Day in and day out<br> To become boxes again, in places around the world<br> Boxes of boxes-to-be<br> \u00a0<br> For most of the rest of humanity this web is invisible<br> Until it breaks<br> And then we realize that there is a canal in Egypt<br> And a hundred ships<br> Carrying thousands of entire lifetimes of human labor<br> Of blood, sweat, and tears<br> Pass through it every day<br> With no fanfare and hardly any notice<br> \u00a0<br> It is an immense sadness to me<br> That the outcome of this great global dance<br> This flow of lifeblood involving billions of humans<br> Is a mundane, meaningless sameness<br> The same products for sale in the same stores<br> The same Amazon and Walmart warehouses<br> In every corner of every country<br> Marketed with empty slogans<br> And handed over for dollars<br> Purely transactional<br> And devoid of humanity<br> Devoid of story<br> Devoid of recognition, appreciation, thanks<br> \u00a0<br> Have you ever given this much thought?<br> Have we ever given our consent to this way of being?<br> Could it, please, be otherwise?<br> \u00a0<br> A commodity is an abstraction<br> Function abstracted from creation<br> Product abstracted from process<br> Wheat from the South Dakota plains<br> Wheat from Ukraine<br> Farmers cutting swaths of rolling hills<br> Praying to different gods for rain<br> All just wheat<br> All just dollars<br> \u00a0<br> Oil from Venezuela<br> Oil from Saudi Arabia<br> Oil from deep below the Gulf of Mexico<br> Raised from the Earth by proud and gritty crews<br> Carried around the world by skilled sailors<br> Under resplendent sunsets and circling albatrosses<br> All just oil<br> All just gasoline<br> All just dollars<br> \u00a0<br> Shirts sewn by Marisol in Mexico<br> Shirts sewn by Nguyen in Viet Nam<br> Shirts sewn by Ikenna in Nigeria<br> Shaped proudly by skilled hands<br> Of people who have children and stories<br> Hopes and dreams<br> Packed into boxes in boxes<br> To be sold in big boxes<br> All just shirts<br> All just dollars<br> \u00a0<br> Our global society has built a beautiful web<br> Of interconnectedness<br> But has abstracted it<br> From reality, from humanity<br> And so this web is invisible<br> Trillions of hours of human labor unnoticed, unappreciated<br> Commerce divorced from culture<br> Story and meaning scrubbed from the business of making and being<br> So that we seek instead in fiction and fantasy<br> In a cult of celebrity<br> In escapism rather than presence<br> \u00a0<br> A great rift is opening<br> Between those who buy boxes from big boxes<br> And those who fill the boxes<br> Those who move the boxes <br> Those who work with their hands and bodies<br> A great rift that threatens to swallow the world<br> Into violence and chaos perhaps<br> A great clash of politics and ideologies<br> And the basis of that rift<br> Is the fundamental absence of reciprocity<br> \u201cYou produce, I pay, I consume<br> I have no idea who you are<br> And I don\u2019t care\u201d<br> \u00a0<br> I wish to declare \u201ccommodity\u201d a curse word<br> I wish to de-commodify the world<br> So that the global web of commerce<br> Becomes a global web of story<br> I wish to know the stories<br> Of Marisol, of Nguyen, of Ikenna<br> Not merely some fake advertising copy<br> I wish to feel connection with those who grow my food<br> Those who make my clothes<br> Those who bring the electricity to my house<br> The gas to my car<br> Those who captain the ships, the barges, the trains, the trucks<br> And I wish to thank them<br> Not merely with dollars<br> But with my heart<br> A deep feeling of gratitude<br> For their labor which nourishes me<br> And I wish also that my labor can<br> In some small way<br> Nourish them as well.<br> \u00a0<br> I do not wish to produce and consume<br> I wish to co-create<br> And in so doing<br> I wish that all who create<br> Are both compensated fairly <br> And appreciated<br> \u00a0<br> When I build my Winnow Wizards<br> The sale price pays the bills<br> But it is the stories that feed my soul<br> A window into the world of small farms<br> Interesting and unique human lives<br> Who appreciate my creation<br> And I appreciate them in turn<br> \u00a0<br> When I organize the Soil Amendment Sale<br> It is the human connection that pays dividends<br> Bina\u2019s lemon cake for trucker Dale<br> Volunteers working together<br> Conversations with hundreds of farmers and gardeners<br> Getting what they need to grow<br> \u00a0<br> I wonder what it might take to re-humanize the economy <br> On a larger scale?<br> Perhaps it could be done<br> Without the permission of corporations<br> What if instead of the royal drama of Meghan and Harry<br> We were to read the stories of Amazon workers<br> Of oilworkers, of farmworkers, of garment workers?<br> What if we could begin to know these people as people<br> Rather than invisible cogs in a giant machine?<br> Could we begin to de-commodify the great web<br> To give thanks where thanks are due<br> To ensure that all are paid enough to survive and thrive<br> To heal the rift of inequality, of disrespect<br> That divides us<br> To imbue the great web with story and meaning<br> To celebrate presence<br> And all who are present?<br> \u00a0<br> That may be a tall order<br> But I wish to work toward such a world<br> In my own small ways<br> And I wish that I may live<br> To see it happen <\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Ever Given has run aground in the Suez Canal One of the world\u2019s largest container ships En route from China to the Netherlands Wedged diagonally in the sand Two hundred thousand tons Bearing on saturated earth Refusing to budge &hellip; <a 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