Making Money and Living the Lie
Mar 19, 2013 | Farm Wars | Barbara H. Peterson
Compromise. That’s what it’s all about, eh? We are taught from early
on that the only way to get along is to go along. Meet halfway, in the
middle. Don’t be such a stickler. Nothing is so sacred or important that
it cannot stand a little compromise.
And just were has this type of thinking gotten us? Just how willing
should we be to compromise and lay our values down on the altar of
Just how much compromise do we have to accept to feel that it is okay
to allow others to put poison in our food, to spray poisons on the land
that we are supposed to be stewards of, to poison our animals that
trust us to take care of them, to drop poisons from the sky, to put
poisons in pills and vaccines that we are ordered to get if we want to
keep subsistence jobs working for people who would rather see us dead
than alive because we are just a statistic and replaceable, and to
poison our very water supply?
We are dying, and it’s our own fault. We are compromising our way
into extinction with only ourselves to blame. But it’s okay if we keep
believing the lies. If we keep hiding our heads in the sand and
accepting the falsehoods that make us feel good, eh?
We love the lies that make us feel like we are all powerful and in
control of our pitiful existence. Yes, pitiful. Just how pitiful is it
when poisons are sold next to healthy foods and we have to guess which
is which, all under the banner of “choice” and “free will?” You tell me,
because, quite frankly, I’ve had just about enough of it. I want truth.
I want uncompromising truth, no matter how much it hurts.
I talked with someone at Trader Joe’s. She would not allow me to
quote her, and referred me to the PR department, but the gist of the
conversation, paraphrased, was this:
Question: “Do you sell brands with GMOs?”
Answer: “Yes, we do.” She listed the brands.
Question: “Will you be getting rid of your GMO brands anytime in the near future?”
Answer: “No. We want the customers to have a choice. We won’t get rid of them unless demand goes down.”
In other words, they want the customer to be able to choose between
non-GMO and something unlabeled that might possibly be GMO, but you
don’t really know because it is not labeled. That’s real choice, eh?
If people simply stop buying the poisons, Trader Joe’s will concede
to that and stop carrying them because the company will lose money, not
because removing poison from store shelves is the right thing to do, but
because it is cost-effective.
No wonder she didn’t want me to quote her….
If people want it, the stores will sell it, doesn’t matter what it
is. No values, no honesty in advertising. No concern for anything other
than the almighty buck. Hey, if it works for me, then to hell with
everyone else. Let the buyer beware.
This is the same type of thinking that says my neighbor can spray
Roundup all over his place and pollute my organic garden through toxic
runoff. It’s his right to do so. What about my right to not be poisoned
by his choices? My organics don’t hurt anyone, whereas his chemicals do.
That is the difference. When poisoned food is placed side by side with
good food, with no outward distinction, not to mention the ethics of
poison being sold as food anyway, how exactly is that real choice? It’s
not. It’s compromise. Coexistence, if you will.
Each and every time we compromise we lose a little bit of ourselves
in the process. Each and every time we decide that just a little poison
is okay, just as long as no one notices, or because everyone is doing
it, and I just have to make a living, so I have to, we lose another
piece of ourselves to compromise. And just how much do we have to lose
before we cannot regain what was once good and true?
What are the consequences if “everyone does it” except for the
minority that chooses to not compromise? The radicals. The freaks, if
you will. The people who choose to take a stand and fight the good fight
for uncompromising honesty? I guess if the majority wants to poison
itself, the minority just takes it in the shorts. So much for democracy
We live in a world where good is bad and bad is good. Where poisons
are considered healthy, and good, clean food is illegal. Where people
stand in line to register and poison their children, all mandated by a
state that requires such “healthy” practices in order to participate in
life on this earth. And don’t dare try to really be healthy and share
the wealth by sneaking any raw milk to your neighbor or you just might
end up in jail.
But it’s all okay if the bottom line is in the black. If you have
enough money to get all the zoo-zoos and wham-whams you want to keep
yourself occupied with triviality while the world around you crumbles in
a pile of toxic waste.
For those who couldn’t care less and prefer the status-quo, just keep
making money and living the lie. It’s easier that way. But for the rest
of us who have a burning for the truth, and who spend every last breath
here on earth searching for it, it’s not nearly enough. No lie will
So, we stand. We stand in the truth, and try to do what is right. We
plant our heirloom seeds and pray for rain. We watch our gardens grow
and feed our animals with the last remaining shred of food that
hopefully has not been poisoned by liars, deceivers, and those who
choose to compromise and coexist.
When you are surrounded by falsehoods and compromise, it’s time to
make a choice. Sometimes, that choice is a hard one, but one that must
be made by every man, woman and child on earth. That choice is to either
stand for the truth or die defending the lie. As for me, I choose to
stand for the truth, come what may. Please join me. It’s our only hope
in a compromised world full of deceit and trickery.
©2013 Barbara H. Peterson