Copenhagen Demonstration

A few days ago a few beer bottles were thrown.
1500 demonstrators.
1,000 arrested.
Cuffed in a train for up to 7 hours.
Literally pissing themselves.
4 out of the 1,000 went to court, the rest were release uncharged.

Is this true?

The story of Ooooby

This writing is a culmination of observations from the point of view of a food industry entrepreneur.

Today I am a free wheeling food system reformist with a vision for localised food models.

Not long ago I was the Managing Director and founding shareholder of a food company which achieved sales of over $1 million per month within 3 years from start-up.

The function of this business was to import frozen pastries and breads from the largest manufacturers in Europe to the largest retailers and food service businesses in Australia.

My vision at the time was to build a multi-national food logistics company managing the movement of food all around the globe.

Since then things have changed.

The shift happened shortly after moving from Australia to New Zealand. I had made the move with the intention of tapping into New Zealand's cornucopia of food production capacity and to build distribution channels for NZ food into Australia and Asia.

Shortly after arriving in Auckland I attended a presentation by Sue Kedgley who is a Member of Parliament with a particular political interest in food.

I imagined that the talk might have been about New Zealand's national strategy to develop their food export opportunities. Little did I know that Sue would soon introduce me to a whole new way of looking at the game I was playing so well.

Sue had recently returned from being the NZ delegate at the World Food Forum held in Rome, April 2008.

This was a high level conference attended by over 180 member countries in response to an accelerating increase of reports which suggested a global food crisis.

Sue presented credible evidence that we are in fact entering a global food crisis and that the globalised food system was doing a great deal of damage in the social, economic and environmental arenas.

As I sat in the community hall listening to Sue's talk, it occurred to me that the chronic ills of our current food situation were caused by models and systems that had been built by people, like me, in pursuit of an evermore efficient and lucrative way of providing food to the people of the world.

As you can imagine, Sue's presentation was not the sort of information that I was looking for. In fact, if I chose to acknowledge this consideration, it posed a dilemma for me. Do I ignore this information and put it down to leftist sensationalism or do I take the bait and look further into this inconvenient proposition?

After a few months of investigating the current global food situation, I became convinced that local food systems are the way of the future.

Failing to persuade my existing business partners to change course toward local food, I chose to serve the demand in a different way.

Starting Ooooby has been my way of responding.

Ooooby, an acronym for 'Out of our own back yards', is global network of food gardeners who support living locally.

Over the last 12 months of developing Ooooby and its associated projects, I have come to understand a little more about the nature and state of our global food situation.

Our many diverse local food systems around the world are rapidly being displaced by a globalised and centralised food system.

Locally owned, polycultural farming has been diminishing at an accelerating rate over the last 30 years in place of large corporate owned monocrops. Locally owned food producers and retailers are also being displaced by the same system.

The Globalised Food System sees the world through a 'one big farm' paradigm. Grow all the oranges in Brazil, all the bananas in Ecuador etc.

An ecological problem with this paradigm however is that our ecosystem is built to a certain scale.

e.g. Bees can only fly so far, companion plants can only give benefit within a local proximity. So it doesn't work long term (or at least not until bees develop the wingspan of a 747).

The counteraction to the problems caused by this ecological imbalance is the use of petrochemical pesticides and fertilisers which are in turn causing untold environmental damage.

Another problem with this paradigm is that as countries subscribe to the globalised food system, the existing local food systems give way and subsequently collapse.

Local Food Systems are an integral part of the social and economic fabric of a region. So not only does a community lose its ability to feed itself, it also puts its economic welfare at risk.

More and more countries are now finding themselves in the position where they can no longer turn back and they can't afford to keep going.

I believe that we are at a point in time when we need to rethink our food systems.

Long term provision of nutritious foods to every human is a vision that cannot be achieved by our current means.

To achieve this we need to relocalise our food systems by addressing our staple food provision at a community and regional level and to also support communities from all around the world to do the same.

The good news is that a global unified drive to rebuild our local food systems has been slowly gaining momentum over the last few years and is now expanding rapidly throughout the world.

Millions are returning to their own backyards and embracing the once declining skill of food growing.

World leaders including the Obamas and the Queen of England are heralding the need for us to get our hands back into the soil to provide the nutritious foods that have been so sorely lacking from our processed and packaged supermarket diets.

Ooooby is one of the many initiatives working arm in arm toward local food independence globally.

Ooooby is a lifestyle philosophy embodied in its acronym. It is a wholesome food lifestyle with family, neighbours and friends.

To join this fast growing network of people and to show your support of this vision come and join us at ooooby.org

Wild Woods

[Scene - Guest Quarters, Wild Woods, Totnes, Devon - 1.32am]

John Lennon, Imagine, is playing from itunes. It is playing as a way to settle my nerves from having woken with a start just moments ago.

I went to bed around 2 hours ago and was sleeping soundly when all of a sudden I heard a voice calling, so I lifted my head from my pillow and uttered, "yes?". It was a dream. My heart pounding, I lay in this dark unfamiliar room and felt a grip of fear as my mind searched for meaning.

Laying still I attempted to put myself back to sleep, but the longer I lay there the more my mind took me on a ride that only further heightened my nerves.

So I sat up, turned on my phone and started looking for ways to distract myself by reading some emails, some tweets and a new article posted on Ooooby by James. I was still feeling insecure, so I started listening to a new audio book I had downloaded the day before. Still no relief.

So here I am writing on my laptop, and we're up to the 3rd song on the Imagine album, Jealous Guy.

So what is going on for me? So much. Life seems so delicate. So fragile. Why do we continue to live in ways that are certain to be our demise, when we know that we can live in better ways?

It's time to wake up. For the love of life, it's time to wake up. We must begin now to take responsibility for how we live. We have been like spoilt teenagers living recklessly and without concern or consideration for the mess and damage we are leaving in our wake. And it is our wake that our children are now being forced to live in.

Is it now time for humanity to start to become aware of it's destruction and to mend its ways? I am humanity aren't I? You are humanity... aren't you? What am I doing, what are you doing, what are we doing that we don't look at the consequences of?

Buying and discarding plastic packaging with little or no remorse? Feeding the blind beast of the centralised food system with our dollars without looking behind the curtain to see what incredible destruction it is causing? How long will we continue to do this? Surely we can't keep it up for much longer. Either this ridiculous behaviour will see the end of us or we will be fortunate enough to see the end of it.

But we depend on this system right? If we don't buy food from it, there is little or nowhere else to get our food from anymore. What are we to do?

I am feeling weary again. Time to go back to sleep.

Why isn't public signage seen as SPAM?

[Scene - World Cafe, Crouch End, London]

I am sitting enjoying a coffee looking across the road at a beautiful old Gothic style church and the street scape stretching out beyond it.

I imagine the scene 100 years before and it occurs to me that the main difference would be the relative silence in terms of visual noise.

Signs, signs, signs, everywhere shouting at me. Demanding attention for messages that have zero relevance to me. Like spam in real life. My senses are bombarded and disturbed.

Could my sense of peace increase if the amount of signage in the streets were to decrease? I want a spam filter for public spaces.

It makes me wonder what the future might look like. More visual noise? Like the scenes portrayed in the Minority Report? Or is it possible that we can look forward to more peaceful public spaces?

Based on the success of googles advertising model, could it be that we begin to see a majority of advertising and information delivered with pinpoint accuracy through mobile devices? Reaching only the people it matters to when it matters to them?

Wouldn't it be wonderful if loud public signage were to be treated with the same disdain as spam?

Is connection the first fundamental requirement for social change?

[Scene - Footpath, Crouch End, London. ]

I am waiting to meet a friend. I stand on the curb and look down the road.

From behind I hear the sound of skateboard wheels clacking on the footpath. The rider, a young lad, is cautious as he approaches a driveway. He slows and clumsily steps off his board, not confident enough to manouver over the rough terrain. He turns around to catch the gaze of someone following him on foot. The lad has a look on his face of wanting approval. As I glance over my shoulder I see a man who seems to be his father. He is smiling. The boy smiles, hops back on his board and sets off again encouraged.

I think about my own son Elliott and I miss him dearly. He is a beautiful young man. We don't talk often enough and I would love to spend more time with him. I begin to stroll and as I ponder my feeling of disconnection I notice that my energy has dropped.

Looking up I see my friend approaching with a smile on his face. I smile and as we greet each other I can feel my energy lifting.
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It occurs to me that connection with others is a primary source of happiness and positive energy, and that low energy can be largely the result of feeling disconnected from others.

So when it comes to developing models for social change, it seems that connectivity between each other is a critical element for creating the energy that is required to break out of the inertia of status quo.