I've had a few friends and family members ask why in the world I want to farm and grow my own garden, and, eventually, raise and eat my own livestock.
Personally, I find it hypocritical of anyone who eats meat but is unwilling to kill the animal themselves. I feel, as a whole, people are too disconnected from what goes on with their food. I think that it's appalling that livestock are kept on feedlots knee-deep in their own feces; or in tiny cages with no access to the outside or to sunlight, without room to sprawl or stretch their legs.
No, I am no PETA enthusiast. In fact, I abhor the organization, but that's another post.
It means enough to me that the animals I eat for food get space, grass, sunlight, the best feed I can afford, and love. Because it is that important to me, I'm willing to do everything I can to move away from commercialized meat and dairy products.
It means enough to me to have fresh fruits and vegetables, untouched or modified by Monsanto or their ilk, that I'm learning to grow my own food as organically as I can.
Furthermore, I have very little faith in this country remaining stable in any meaning of the word for much longer. I pray I'm wrong, but my gut tells me that I'm not. Besides, on a much less dramatic scale, it wouldn't take much to disrupt the flow of food to the supermarkets. A gas shortage. A trucker strike. A natural disaster...
I feel that the more I can provide for myself and my family, the easier and more comfortable we can survive anything that's thrown our way.
While we don't have a farm yet, The Architect and I will make the best of the acre we have until we do.
Maybe I can't save the world, but I CAN save my part of it.