Showing posts with label #occupy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #occupy. Show all posts

4/1/12

FJH now the FJ Co-op: Has Food Justice lost its edge?

Many ppl in the food justice urban farming blog-"o"-sphere have been in a quote "fervor" abt the recent decision by the ppl in the FJH to change their name to co-op. 4 those who don't no the FJH is seen by many to b the last stronghold of sustainable ethics and food justice politics w/out the negative connotations of dreadlocks/lackofshoes. #nakedhottubbing

Has the FJH sold out to the mainstream 'organic' movement? Has the FJH lost their edge?

Is the new FJC just a organic scum house?

Hz the FJH lost its swag? #caliswag

Alt view point: many ppl still in the food just blog-"o"-sphere believe this may b the 1rst FJ casualty of the post Ironic era. If so, how many othr changes should we expect in this post ironic foodjust world? Is the name change purely out of necessity. Have the ironic connotations of co-op been lost?

DEFINITIONS:
Food justice urban farming blogosphere: This is a legitimate side of the sustainability movement. Stems from upper division college classes and probably working on a sick organic farm in some like underprivileged neighborhood. #caliswag

Mainstream 'organic' movement: Organic dreadlocked by product of the "green era". This consists of the worst ppl u have ever met in your sustainable (insert anything) 101 class, plus their Birkenstocks. They are the worst. #herbalremedies  #guyfromcountingcrows

Monsanto: the first FJ company of the post ironic era. #SWWWWAAAAAAGGGGGG

3/27/12

What does FOOD JUSTICE, LA mean in the Post-Ironic Era?

The post-ironic era* -- that is, the epoch that has arisen in the wake of Elizabeth Grant's, a.k.a. Lana Del Rey's, landmark work Born To Die -- has changed the way we as participants in culture appreciate and interact with the media which makes up our perception of human existence, that is, Being.  Grant's album introduces the technique of oblivious revelation, that is, a seemingly unaware revelation of a will that exists beyond the teleology of the artistic project.  She accomplishes this by creating an unblinking persona which she embraces without commentary, and melds herself with said persona unconditionally, despite the criticism of the intellectual and critical establishment, and despite the seeming systemic contradictions which such a melding brings about.  In essence, she has created the episteme of the cringe, an episteme greater in its transgressive and disruptive qualities than Bataille's horror or even Derrida's sabotage.  Entirely unremarkable (in the most literal sense), Grant's cringe eliminates the possibility of critical commentary, and even destroys the concept of Grant herself.  In Born To Die there is nothing but the cringe, that is, the LDR persona.  Deconstructionism is defeated, and postmodernity's greatest tool, irony, is bested.  The post-ironic era rises from the ashes of Elizabeth Grant's self-immolation.

Without the episteme of irony, modern youth culture, and the community of the internet as a whole, is all but undone.  What then is the purpose of FOOD JUSTICE, LA?  Irony, now meaningless, has no place in the discussion of FOOD JUSTICE issues or cultural critiques.  Without irony, postmodern humor (indeed, perhaps, all humor) is destroyed.  Our only tools are now the embrace and the cringe.  The embrace cannot survive through the emotionlessness of the digital space, and the cringe, yet to be fully understood, may not yet have a place in the discussions that FOOD JUSTICE, LA wishes to inspire.  We have entered a dark age of the internet in which the blog has lost the relevance that it never seemed to have.  Perhaps, like the artist of the cringe, the internet must collapse on itself.  Perhaps out of that space will arise a new form which can flourish, like the crown of roses atop LDR's head, into a new arena of intellectualism and experience.  It is yet to be seen.  Until then, FOOD JUSTICE, LA has lost both its techniques and its centralized meaning, and until then, the only essence of FOOD JUSTICE must be FOOD JUSTICE in itself.

-Ben "The Best" Tuthill

*See MateLover, Yerba, Will and Representation in the Post-Ironic Era (2012). 

3/25/12

What Food Justice Means to me in the Post Occupy Era

 I should start this blog entry by informing those of you who are uninformed that we as a society are currently living in the Post Occupy Era (P.O.E.). As the foremost  scholar of Post Occupy Era, many  followers of our blog have emailed me searching for guidance for their semi-cooperative food justice orientated societies/houses/lifestyles.

Fear and anxiety in this POE is a natural emotion for many whose involvement in the #buylocal movements started from some sort of #OCCUPY epiphany. Locally grown produce is after all the left atrium through which the blood of food justice most accessibly flows. However, one's devotion to food justice does not need to cease post #OCCUPY rally. In fact for me, food justice is more than a movement, it is an unwavering reflection of what it is to be a consumer. Against the torrential downpour of genetically modified burger meat and the Monsanto controlled seed lobby, food justice is testament to the enduring power of a community's will. I recommend any semi-sustainable semi cooperative house to build walls against the ever pressing tide of subsidized soy bean derivatives (just an example!) and to humble themselves in the eternal grace a single pinyon pine seed.

-more to come.