The difference between eating fruit and vegetables from plants you know, and buying the plant parts at a grocery store, is like the difference between making love with a beloved friend, and having sex with a piece of factory-shaped latex or plastic (not that I would know what THAT’s like! ahem). In all cases the physical needs are met, but without the relationship with living beings, emotions are missing and it just isn’t as good or fun.

I miss my garden.

Most of us don’t have any sort of relationships with the plants who feed us. It’s very sad and wrong and unnatural and mechanical and impersonal. Do people miss that if they’ve never known it?

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I often wonder how much “brainwashing” is willful ignorance and denial. I’m losing patience with people who refuse to face reality. I’ve often blamed the system and the ruling class because they’re soooooo gooooood at waging propaganda and teaching people how not to think, but for crying out loud, it’s not THAT hard to visit a library or browse in a book store. There ARE books and magazines sitting right out there in the open, from which it’s not TOOO hard to find out the truth, or at least challenge the prevailing view of truth.