Many of us try to do our part environmentally. Several years ago I heard of the plight of the South Central Farmers, struggling to maintain their hold on the 14-acre plot of land in the most concrete of jungles, South Central L.A. The 14-acre South Central Farm once was the heart of a poor, mainly Latino community and fed 350+ families, until a developer was allowed to bulldoze it to erect a bunch of storage warehouses.
I continue to be floored by the notion that the United States is looked upon by the world as a leading force in assisting third world countries to develop their own sustainable food sources, while a perfect and operating example of this model within the country is razed in favor of big business. The Garden, a documentary movie chronicling the journey to save the farm, has been nominated for an Academy Award, and the trailer can be viewed here.
Now… on being a Diva… if you are squeamish about “woman’s issues” (and I don’t mean the bra burning kind and groaning about glass ceilings and such), stop reading here, because I’m about to go into some detail about “feminine” products. Earlier this month I decided to see if I could stop supporting the disposable feminine product market, into which (pardon the pun) I flush hundreds of dollars annually… and am still struggling to keep from staining my mattress rather regularly.
SO… with that in mind, I picked up a product that has been around for a while but which I looked at rather skeptically, wondering how its usage could be practically applied to my life. It’s called The Diva Cup… it comes in two sizes… pre- and post-pregnancy. I can tell you that it was a smidgen pricey… about four 20-pack boxes of tampons’ worth pricey… but if it will allow me to sleep through the night without having to worry about accidents, it will, to my mind, be worth the investment. The experiment has begun… I’ll keep you posted…
A handful of seeds at South Central Farm, L.A.
photo by Jonathan McIntosh, photographer (click on image to get to http://www.indybay.org)
Ever feel that no matter how much of an influx of information you get, you somehow never know enough substantive stuff? That’s how I felt today, when I found out about South Central Farmers. This isn’t exactly paradise, nor is a parking lot going up, but they want to bulldoze this 14 acre bit of green patch in one of the most depressed areas of L.A., and put up a warehouse. This garden feeds 350 families, provides a green space for gathering, and serves as a space for the farmer’s market.
I struggle with these sorts of issues… when does capitalism get in the way of social and economic consciousness? When is it simply greed and not a sound business decision? We as a nation and populace spend a good chunk of change to help create self-sustainance in poverty stricken areas around the globe, how can we not do the same with our own? Granted, this doesn’t fall into the same category of direness as in the third world countries that receive assistance, but yet I have to question… how poor *does* one have to be before one is eligible for aid? How much of a disparity must there be before those who have help the have-nots? What blows me away in this case is that these folks are doing something constructive to help themselves and that possibility is being taken away from them because of some bureaucratic snafu.
If this speaks to you, you can donate here using PayPal… hopefully the little I was able to contribute today will be of some help. Time is a-wasting…