Day 20 of my Boycott of TSA and the Airlines

There’s never a dull moment around the homestead.  Already this morning Handy Hubby’s conducted a “storm drill” - that’s a reenactment of how to get the house set up on the generator in case I lose power while he’s at work.  We also dissected a snake who was curled up in one of the laying boxes and sure enough there was a young undigested chicken inside.

We’ve still got some produce coming out of the garden even in this heat–malabar spinach, all different kinds of peppers, okra of course.  There’s plenty of everything still stocked in the freezers.  And we’ve started fall planting.

On our food independence project list we’ve got bees and rabbits next up.  A nearby friend learned the hard way the rabbits don’t last very well in the heat, and another family not far away hasn’t had any success at all with bees.  I’m wary to take on something new, but the worms recently started are going very well and we heard they’re not always easy to get thriving either.  I’m pretending we have special knack for all things country, but really I think the lifestyle just suits us.  It’s not a solution for everyone, but certainly for some.

But I do have one soul-ution that will work across the board.  Stop shopping.  Even if you can only do it in baby steps, that alone will change the world for the better.  In this scenario every day you don’t shop is a success–with that alone you’ve done your part.  You’ll need something to do with that extra time, you can choose anything that doesn’t relate to consumption.  How easy is that!

Each day I work toward simple solutions that work for us I feel empowered.  Without taking these solid steps in the direction of self-sufficiency I wonder how I could stay sane hearing these predictions of our dire future.  I can’t ignore it, I can’t fix it, but it does make me feel better to do something.

My sisters want to know how long I plan on keeping up this boycott, because they both live far away and have kids.   I haven’t admitted to them yet that there are times I think I’ll have to keep it up the rest of my life, or until we have a real democracy.  Y’all will have to come to me and rough it a bit.  I’ve got my heels in good and I like road trips anyway.  Good thing I got in so much air travel when I was young.

Another great thing about having been so nomadic was that I learned how to live easily with less stuff.  It’s not that I don’t like stuff, especially nice stuff, I just learned relatively young how little it really means.

I see this American obsession with new stuff as the biggest hurdle we’ll have to collectively overcome before we can manage either a democracy or a sustainable society.  I love when I come across others who share that viewpoint, and who can articulate it so clearly and succinctly.

http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/the-story-of-stuff/

TSA and the Airlines, maybe you’ve lost a customer for life.  But when given a choice between cancer and being frisked, I’ve got to choose neither.

At least I can choose not to fly, or not to buy so much stuff–we do still have a few freedoms left.

Follow this blog for the next 6 days and really consider if all this Terrorist Watching is making you feel any safer.

If you think there might be something rotting in OUR House that needs our attention, simply in the comments section write:

Not in my House!