I saw a news report recently that measured average video game use by American men between the ages of twenty-five and thirty-five: twenty hours per week. Do you mean the flower of America's masculinity can't think of anything more important to do with twenty hours a week than sit in front of a video screen? Folks, this ain't normal. Can't we unplug already?

Our community of rebels, of humble truth seekers, wants to turn our culture around. We don't despise our country. We don't desire failure. We desire light, a beacon to show the world that our wealth need not show the way to more rapid destruction, but can be leveraged to heal more acres, more backyards, more communities faster than any civilization on the right path has ever done it.

Respecting and honoring the pigness of the pig is a foundation for societal health.

The average person is still under the aberrant delusion that food should be somebody else's responsibility until I'm ready to eat it.

Just because we can ship organic lettuce from the Salinas Valley, or organic cut flowers from Peru, doesn't mean we should do it, not if we're really serious about energy and seasonality and bioregionalism.

While vegans and meat-eaters disagree, we can all be united in our fear and hatred for the horror that is factory farming.

If everybody walks into the room wearing crutches you don't know who can stand on their own two feet.