I love the last 500 years of capitalist development. Thanks to it, I have a washing machine, modern dentistry, trial by jury, anesthetic, the opportunity to be more than my husband's housekeeper and PA, a tiny tiny likelihood of dying in childbirth, a very great likelihood that any children i bear will live long and prosper, sort of, state monopoly on the use of violence (pretty much), central heating, gortex, safe mountaineering equipment, an excellent bicycle and fruit in winter.
Capitalism, I Thank You.
And now, I think it is time for something even better.
I yearn for a rural lifestyle, getting earth under my fingernails and putting funny-looking delicious veg straight from the earth onto the table. I'd like to get my honey from bee hives rather than squeezy bottles, my milk, yoghurt and cheese from a goat rather than plastic packets that I throw away.
I also love my laptop, my work, my feeling of being plugged into the city.
I am trying to find my way towards a lifestyle that blends self sufficiency with participation in the formal economy. The blog comes with me all the way.