Bedlam Farm Blog Journal by Jon Katz

25 February

What The Pantry Needs Today: What You Did For Them All Week: Today, Muffin Mixes, Urgent Item: Shampoo

by Jon Katz

As usual, on Tuesdays, I went to the pantry today to see the food truck in front of the pantry bank near Albany. Your donations were everywhere. I took some photos, which are below. It took me a couple of hours to put most of your goodness together, and I had to leave a lot out for space. Thanks and bless you all.

Sarah told me this morning that the Food Pantry’s goods section (new and very successful) is one of the most popular of the pantry guests. “We are just about to run out of supplies; this means a lot to these families and their children.”

She hopes to refill the shelves.

Very few food pantries offer baked goods; some pantry volunteers cook and bring fresh baked goods to food services.

Betty Crocker Chocolate Chip Muffin Mix 6.5 Oz (Pack of 9), $13.41.

Betty Crocker Tripple Berry Muffin Mix, 6.5 (Pack of 9), $13.41.

Betty Crocker Blueberry Muffin Mix, 6.5 Oz (Pack of 9), $13.41.

Please send us your locations with the messages. The volunteers are stunned by the Army of Good’s range.

Alberto VO5, Pomegranate Bliss Moisturizing Shampoo – Hydrating Shampoo with Grace Seed Extract – Pomegranate  Scent, Five Oils and Vitamins 15 Oz (Pack of 5), $12.80.

Please feel free to include the states or towns you are from. The volunteers love seeing how wide the net of the Army of Good is.

Here are some things you sent to the Cambridge Food Pantry this week. What is happening here is extraordinary; it tells the true story of America and the great heart of its people.

Sam and Sue unloaded another massive Amazon delivery today (in the rain)

The cereal that came in last week.

Vegetarian Soup

Poligrip, toothpaste, Efferdent.

Huggies

Warm meals for the cold.

Four sizes of diapers

 

Pampers, Size 4

25 February

Zip Is Everywhere, Always

by Jon Katz

Zip is king of every inch of Bedlam Farm. Wherever we go – even to gather wood for the stoves, Zip is already there or on the way. I see that the rooftop of the woodshed is now his favorite sleeping spot, not our heated Cat House in the Barn, which was my idea and perhaps unnecessary. Zip cares nothing about cold or snow. He doesn’t like rain and ice. Maria has put a box up there stuffed with blankets and towels, and when it rains or gets below zero and icy, that’s often where he goes. Wherever we go, when we look up, he is looking at us or down on us.

25 February

It’s Just Wrong To Lie Or Be Pointlessly Cruel. I Can’t Ignore It All The Time. And I Won’t.

by Jon Katz

Message to me this morning from Sarah:  Jon, there are times when you can hear the criticism of others and spend your time drafting a coherent, polite, and well-thought-out response, and there are others when you can levy the written equivalent of an extended middle finger. I’ve long thought that you find the delicate balance between the two. I’m sorry you have to deal with these trolls. I’m blessed to read your responses. I’m not sure to what extent simply ignoring them is practical, but you put air in their sails when you give them the time of day. They are not worthy of you. Less on them, more on that debonair kitty cat 🙂 Thank you for putting up with those folks and continuing to bless us with your voice.

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Arrogance and stupidity are a deadly combination.” – Stephen Cooper. “Humility is a virtue of the heavenly, not arrogance. ”  Suzy Kassen.

In recent days, I’ve received a much-appreciated wave of thoughtful, intelligent, and courteous messages, the way messages on social media were meant to be and should be. Sarah’s message was one of them.  I love those on my blog comments, and there are more and more every day. Sarah’s message stimulated me and made me think. It’s the kind of message that deserves and demands a response.

My blog has always discussed online cruelty and dishonesty because I have strong feelings about them. If no one objects to them, how can they ever stop? If we objected at the beginning of this new and often cold culture, cruelty and lying could be slowed or stopped.

As a Dyslexic and emotionally disturbed child, I was for years the target of bullies and the cruelty that was endemic in the poor neighborhood public schools of Providence where I grew up and the cruelty and abuse that marked life in my family. It destroyed my sister and left me unable to communicate with my brother, both of whom are out of my life. It damaged me.

Sarah, you are very worthy of a response. I’ll try to tell you how I feel. Thanks again for your message; it was so much truth and sensitivity.

I don’t want my blog to be a part of the disheartening division, hatred, anger, and dishonesty that is marking this time in our country. The people we are talking about are not trolls. Trolls are broken and emotionally disturbed people who are trying to gain or regain power and hurt by attacking people they don’t know. I never respond to trolls or pay much attention to them; there is no justice or point to attacking the mentally broken or ill. And conversation is never an option.

The people I respond to are not trolls. The nastiest are educated, have jobs, families, and friends, and know the difference between lying and viciousness.  A lot are academics, to my surprise. Colleges seem to teach arrogance, not the humility of learning.

Many of them are young and reek of arrogance, even while supposedly learning. They have grown up in a society where lying and cruelty are not sins or dishonorable, and they have grown lazy because of the lack of challenge, disapproval, or cruelty. For me, humility is the path to learning and intelligence. I have learned much more from my many mistakes than I ever learned at school. It’s curious; I often find myself urging children and many adults to get some manners and come back. Most have no idea what manners are.

For all of my troubles, and perhaps because of them, if I hate anything, I hate liars, bullies, or people who have rejected the cornerstone values I believe in. Humanity has been celebrating and teaching for eons lying is wrong, cruelty is terrible, and laziness is a waste of mind. Our country, one a miracle to the world, is just another big and greedy corporation, a kingdom run by billionaires.

The people who answer on my blog are not much different from the politicians “leading” our country, red and blue. We laugh off lying. Well, it isn’t what we think or don’t matter; all that matters is what it costs to live in America. Lying—at all levels of our society, from corporations to Congress—is what we do when necessary and as a habit. In our public life and online, there is no such thing as shame, apology, or dishonor. Lying is admired, not challenged.

Because I am getting older, I have different values. I cling to them and fight for them in my way. They matter to me. For years, I’ve been told to ignore people who lie or are cruel. Most of the time, I do. I pick my shots and only answer questions when I think they might be helpful to the millions of people who face this abuse and do not have the background or platform to respond.

I have that platform, and I speak to them on their behalf because I know what bullies and cowards do when they are not challenged. They get worse, and truth and decency are in danger of dying altogether.

I don’t want to be fighting all the time; it’s not who I am.

But I believe in honesty, decency, and kindness; that is who I am. If nobody ever challenges the dishonest and cruel, honesty and compassion will wither and even die. I hope that responding will protect my dignity and that the many other people in America who now face and experience lying, cruelty, and fear will respond. I have no illusions about stopping lying or cruelty; I sleep better when I fight back.

I respond only to people who lie and are cruel, but I also know that most are arrogant and cowardly. When challenged, they run and hide and disappear. I never hear from them again, which tells me they are not Trolls who live for being attacked.

Some good comes of that.

The blog is a sanctuary, not a backfield, and I will keep it that way. This is not about politics but morality.

But now and then, I must challenge this collapse of morality and kindness.

When liars and cruel people come after me, Sarah describes how I will challenge them, hopefully coherently and thoughtfully. Once in a while, I’ll get pushed over the line as she calls giving them the finger. I am sorry for that and am working on doing better. It does make me feel better. I see every flap as a win for truth.

So, thanks for writing your message, Sarah; it is helpful and appreciated.

 

24 February

An Imperious Hen Gets To Die In Dignity And Peace. Curious.

by Jon Katz

On a farm like this, there is endless coming and going, new animals, old animals, death, and life. There is a hierarchy and dominance that goes back and forth. The donkeys have the most authority, followed by the dogs (our cat Zip is in charge of everything in his mind) the sheep,and for a while, the Zipster. Nobody was going to take the White Hen’s food or snack.

(Photo, The The White Hen, as always, out front.)

I called the hens Imperious Hens because they were. The White Hen was the clear leader; she took no prisoners, walked where she wanted, and feared only one animal – Bud – whom she was never near. Animals sense danger.

She walked the farm with great pride and had some regal authority. I’m a photographer, and I’ve learned that one often gets intimate and falls in love with one’s favorite subjects, especially animals.

The White Hen walked the grounds like a Queen. Zip rattled her when he first came, but she got him in line. She even pecked him away when Maria brought out some food for the hens; giving up her gourmet treats was going too far.

I always loved to take her photos.

I loved taking pictures of the three hens; they always looked noble, profound, and epic. The White Hen was always out front until recently, when she proudly began to fail. It feels good that she will have warmth, care, food, and shelter. I bought this for her, in addition to all the fresh eggs.

She may not last too long, but she might have other ideas. She’ll have the best Assisted Care and the world’s best caregiver as long as it lasts.

24 February

Flower Art: Surprise! A Spring Celebration Here: It’s Coming. You Deserve It. Bright Colors. This Made Me Smile

by Jon Katz

The moral, I suppose, would be that the first requirements for a heroic career are the knightly virtues of loyalty, temperament, and courage…And so, when the dragon is thoroughly dead, with all its “thou shalts” overcome, the lion is transformed into a child moving out of its nature, like a wheel impelled from its hub. No more rules to obey. No more rules derived from the historical needs and tasks of the local society, but the pure impulse to live the life of a flower…” Joseph Campbell, The Hero Journey.

I’ve shown loyalty, temperament a few times, and courage when necessary. When I left everything familiar, I moved to the country and bought a farm; I got divorced and found Maria, a magic helper. I hope to get all three of those heroic qualities at once before it’s too late.

This is a celebration of Spring when flowers lead. It’s close. I like the flower part. Thank God for winter; could I ever love Spring so much otherwise?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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