An old-school Canadian clothesline; April 23, 2008 — Photo by Me.
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Quick note aboot the photo… Nita wrote a post a few days ago aboot the cultural significance of clotheslines, so I promised I’d show her a Canadian clothesline. That’s my laundry.
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I’ve been going grey for the past few months. I noticed the last time I grew a full beard… which would have been last fall. My hair is a light brown or a dirty blond but my beard is mostly black except for around my mouth and chin where it’s blond. And now grey.
I don’t mind at all. It would be nice if it was uniform though. My left eyebrow now has lots of grey in it, my right is still black with some blond. Going grey has never been a concern of mine… I’m not sure how I’m going to handle losing my hair though. I’ve never really given any thought to getting older, at least not until recently. After a certain age there’s not a lot of hair in my family.
As long as I’ve known her my grandmother has worn a wig. She has hair, just not a lot of it and it’s very blond. My mother’s hair is very fine and she started losing it in her forties. It’s stabilized now, but she still has to work to keep what’s left. My grandfather has hair around the edges, but the ridge has thinned until it’s mostly a ghost. My uncle’s hair is mostly gone as well…
As far as I can tell, except for some of my mom’s female cousins, I’m the oldest person in my family who still has hair. If I do end up losing it there’s no way I’m either combing it over or growing a ponytail.
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On a crisp winter day I will open my windows to refresh my apartment, but Spring means we can finally open our windows and leave them opened. Except in my part of the world Spring is also the time of year the farmers spread manure on their fields, so when the wind is blowing my entire Little Village smells like a sewer. After a few years you stop noticing… unless the farmer is using pig manure to spray their fields.
Sometime around 1985 we moved in with my mother’s then boyfriend. He was an artist and owned a large farmhouse just to the left of nowhere. That spring was the first time I’ve ever experienced pig manure being spread on a field. With regular manure a farmer loads up a large wagon that has a rotating spiral of shit spewing teeth at the open end, and drives across his fields. Once that spiral of teeth turns on you can see cow shit being thrown ten to fifteen feet in the air. But it’s all clumps.
But pig manure is liquid. So the farmer will drive a huge tank to the edge of his field, then set up a hose with a rotating nozzle on a giant tripod (it’s called a centre-pivot sprinkler). Then he flips the switch and a hundred feet of brown liquid pig shit explodes from the hose in a giant pulse… then another and another and another, each one just a few degrees away from the last.
I can remember getting off the bus and just watching these giant streams of pig shit flying through the air and thinking “this is the coolest fucking thing ever”.
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Another thing the farmers around here got into recently was the whole Biofuel farce. My Little Village is at the centre of one of the poorest off-reserve regions in Canada. The one thing this region has, however, is rich farm land. Some of the very best in the entire freaking world. But for decades the price of corn and wheat was so low, and in such flux between “hardly worth much” and “not worth much at all” that the farmers were surviving only because of government handouts and subsidies.
There was such a glut of under-priced corn, for example, the government was paying farmers Not to grow the stuff. Things appeared to get better ten years ago when some private companies started buying corn as a biofuel… there was even talk of building a huge Ethanol refinery just down the road.
The good news is, ten years later the farmers are all growing corn and making decent money for doing it… the bad news is gas prices are through the roof and 100 million people are going to starve to death in the next five years because Everybody’s using their farm land to grow gasoline-substitutes… for example, Brazil is slashing the rain forests again but this time so they can plant corn because they plan to have a 100% Ethanol country in like ten years.
But the thing is with that… if we were to stop putting Ethanol in our gasoline, we’d have to replace it with (taa-daa) gasoline. Which means higher gasoline prices.
So the farmers, who need a Lot of gasoline to grow their crops and get them to market, are paying higher gas and food prices because someone convinced them that putting corn into our gas tanks was a wonderful idea… which means they have to charge Us more money for the corn and wheat we need.
Anyway… biofuels are retarded. There’s an engine that runs on restaurant grease or vegetable oil, with exhaust that smelled like French fries… how many fields of vegetables would we have to harvest to keep a million of those cars moving? Retarded.
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