Our Philosophy

Festina lente
-make haste...slowly

Friday, July 1, 2016

Goodbye from Small Batch Garden

Well.  It's been an interesting experience blogging these last 6 years or so, but I think that 100 posts and 100,000 page views is where I'm going to leave it.

Thanks to everyone who contributed to this little project.  I had fun, and met some great people.  And I wish you all the best in the uncertain years ahead.

I think that the Brexit referendum marked an inflection point, where the trends that the energy descent crowd has been talking about for the last decade or so have become an obvious reality - a reality that must be understood and adapted to, rather than shouted down, brow-beaten, or swept under the rug.  Down that road lies open and bloody revolution.

I hope we can be smarter than that.  I hope that the affluent classes can begin to recognize their not-insignificant role in the creation of the swelling underclass that is now beginning to fight back.  Brexit was their first move.  Electing Donald Trump will be their next.  And if it isn't Trump it'll be someone else like him.  Someone perhaps even less savory.

I hope that the affluent classes can stop pretending that we Americans live in a class-less society where anybody can become whatever they dream, for they are the only ones who pretend that.  The masses on the receiving end of their class warfare, and now schoolyard bullying and name-calling, certainly don't.  Yes, occasionally an individual from a more impoverished background makes it big - it does happen.  But to think that the exception defines a rule is myopic, and self-serving.

In historian Arnold Toynbee's words, the "internal proletariat" is rising up against the "dominant minority" who've hijacked the political system for their own advantage.  And in the 23 distinct civilizational case studies he examined and compared, that never ended well.  Particularly for the dominant minority.

Stop listening to the people and they will stop using such benign tools as words and votes to express their disdain for the world you have built.  And left them out of.

Peace, friends.  And safe travels.
Tripp out.