There were 2 deer at the side of the neighbour's unharvested GMO corn field this morning, so I expect they have been finding their way in to feast. Apparently there is a bear too. It was such a pretty field of pasture when I bought the farm next door in the spring. The disappointment I felt when I saw the sod turned under, the corn emerge, when the round-up sprays began and when the farmer told me he also had Bt corn was almost too much. I felt foolish for not researching the neighbourhood more diligently. After the freak snow of last week, warm winds and rain have the water courses full and leaching residues from the field. Watching that corn field rot triggered a need to reach out and start this blog, two weeks ago to this day. The corn field would have been there with out me, in all likelihood, and I am strangely inspired to act by witnessing its decay. It is tangible, in what for many is invisible, transgenic contamination of corn.
There are huge challenges in the realm of agriculture and food security where so much intuitive and experiential knowledge have been silenced and choice has been removed, where discrediting and disinformation is more common than common sense. How do we, as a planetary food community, learn from our past struggles and our mistakes, in allowing the patenting of life and the widespread cultivations of transgenic food of some species so we can prevent additional "innovations" from occurring with out ethics and choice of the people. Is the precautionary principle our foundation or is now too vague? Is their room for common sense and intuitive ethics?
I'll write about this corn rotting beside my little farm, and gently try to sway the farmer with the science he asks to see. But its one small tiny aspect of a much bigger picture. Like the Bt corn residue that makes its way slowly to the brook beside the field, to the small insects who perish there and the trout who die hungry.... Its all part of a much larger picture.