I’m sick of seeing organic used as a buzz word. Don’t get me wrong, I love organics. I love that ‘Green’ is also catching on. But for god’s sake, this is getting stupid. And most of all, it’s affecting me, because I can’t stand stupid ****. Many times I ask people who mentions organics what it means. Not surprisingly, they have no idea. You can throw organic on anything you want, but it doesn’t make it good for the environment, or even for you. Everybody thinks if it’s organic, it must be healthy, right? I know one thing it’s unhealthy for; Your wallet.
When I go to the Farmer’s Market, I expect to be able to buy plants, veggies, and whatever else they have there, and hey, as an added bonus, maybe I can get it all for cheap. Instead, I get a rude awakening. As I entered today, a crowd had gathered. What were they doing? Waiting in line for tamales. AT 9 IN THE MORNING. We hobbled along, enjoying some of the sites. We came upon a peach stand. Nobody knows how things are supposed to taste anymore.
Now, my dad grew up in Northern California, where it’s hot as hell and everything grows amazingly. He grew up with the sweetest of veggies and fruit. When we came upon this peach stand, we were greeted by a relatively old man. Maybe he would understand good fruit? True flavor? As me and my dad picked through the peaches to see if any were good, smelling them along the way… Nary an odour graced our sniffers. The man then smelled a peach behind the counter which looked to be ripe. Looked to be tasty, dare I say… Flavorful? He offered it to us for free, so that we could try it. He swore it smelled like a peach. He swore it smelled delicious. He even told us something was wrong with our sniffers! Bah. We walked along, I don’t know about my dad, but I was afraid to try the bland smelling peach in fear of disappointment. It was.. Awful. It was ripe, but.. It was slightly sour, pithy, tasted nothing like a peach, and wasn’t sweet. IT DIDN’T EVEN HAVE PEACH FUZZ. What do they do, shave the peaches?
We ended up throwing the peach away after both me and my dad had taken a bite. It wasn’t worth even carrying it around. Nothing is worth buying at the farmer’s market because not only is it expensive, it’s of poor quality.
Here’s what bothers me: As I said earlier, nobody knows true taste. Unless the people who grow these things are lying to get fruit sold, they don’t even know how it’s supposed to taste. Apparently, pithy, hard, bitter, tasteless apricots are “Good.” I feel sorry for these people. These.. City slickers. They happily buy bad tasting fruit, but don’t know any better. They think it’s good. But if they tasted the real deal, they would feel foolish.
Back to the subject of Green and Organic.
… Huh. At first site, a naive ‘green’ person would think this was a good idea, is good for the environment, and is a renewable resource, blah.
Never mind that COTTON, WOOL, LINEN, SILK, even HEMP are natural, renewable textiles. No, we’re not happy with our cotton shirt. We have to hang out with our new ‘we help the environment’ friends and tell them ALLLLLLLLL about the benefits of a bamboo shirt. It’s all about the climate crisis, the environment, organic, green. It’s all just a fad whose participators are hypocrites. You can be green. Be whatever, I don’t care.
As long as I don’t see you, hear you, or witness you being a selfish, smug SOB, we should be on good terms.