“If shit had value, the poor wouldn’t have asses.” Anais Ninn in Henry & June
I’ve been deeply considering this quote in anticipation of the official launch of our Loveable Loo. I’ve painted her dark purple for extra regal appeal. I’m considering an embroidered placard: How your business is saving our planet.
Thank You Pioneer Pooper!
You are saving many gallons of fresh water
You are fertilizing numerous square feet of garden space each year
You are keeping pathogens out of our waterways
You are keeping chemicals off our fields and away from our ground water
You are saving us from digging a new septic system
Good for YOU!
Being a language aficionado I’ve decided in respect for our night soil I will heretofore refrain from using derogatory words for this rich offering I give to Mother Earth each day. No longer will it flush into oblivion to pollute another stream to be treated then with chemicals and come back through my tap. Or yours! I’m like, practically Mother Theresa.
No matter what animal it comes from calling it crap, shit, manure and so on is to imbue this sustainable cash crop with an inappropriate connotation meaning waste. I’m convinced what we’re now flushing and forgetting by the tons will be the newest indicator of great wealth as well as recall for us the simple ingenuity of a system that could become the barometer of equilibrium-economic, social, political, personal-the true health of a given society.
The corporations like Tyson and Perdue who don’t reclaim the wealth being left by their precious chickens on megafarms around the country are simply lacking in honest ingenuity. Instead of polluting the Potomac in their desire for the quickest, easiest profits possible they are missing the easiest one of all. They could fuel trucks, fertilize fields, run generators, if they could just see that in some systems efficiency is defined differently. When it comes to natural systems less is more and timing is everything and the cycle must complete.
Factoryfarms cannot support the litter of a gazillion chickens, but to haul it away in order to perhaps apply it to the crops of nearby farmers costs loads more than to dump it in the river or to leave it in seeping heaps. It’s a no-brainer to all those who don’t get that shit really does have value. And like all things, it starts at home.
How we define crap has got to seriously shift. Crap is waste–all that which has no future use without complete overhaul once it’s discarded; or example: all the old cars and computers and plastic bottles and similar crap that’s overfilling our landfills. Crap is not night soil, which has a long history of its usefulness boasted by many countries far more resourceful than our own.
All around Asia humanure has traditionally been considered a natural resource not a waste product-thanks to us that is shifting-in the wrong direction!
In China humanure has been used agriculturally for about 4,000 years.
What if the barometer of a country’s success was its ability to deal with its own crap? The country that produces the crap takes the crap back when its usefulness expires. What if we decided globally that waste would be the only thing taxed? That is REAL waste by anyone-person or business or government. I think our government in their happy grace matinée with those corporations would get more ingenious pretty quickly. I’ll bet manufacturing would return en masse and the products themselves would gain whole new lifespans. I’m certain the value of shit would increase exponentially and it would doubtlessly take on a whole new meaning.
In the meantime we’ll start here at home with our Loveable Loo, our wee flock, and our dogs, who are getting ever-bigger and therefore ever-more capable in this business.
” The world is divided into two categories of people: those who shit in their drinking water supplies and those who don’t.”
” Every time we flush a toilet, we launch five or six gallons of polluted water out into the world.”
by Jopseph Jenkins