Month: July 2021

Have you noticed that you can’t find canning jar lids anywhere this year? I had been looking for weeks at any store I went to. Someone finally said that they are impossible to get and would not be available this year. I had already made strawberry sauce and blueberry/lemon/lavender jam, so my stash of lids was thin. 

However, I am a woman of the 21^st century and not opposed to ordering online. So I went to the website of the manufacturer and ordered enough for the rest of the season. I haven’t even started tomatoes yet. I expected to receive them in time to make some onion jam the next weekend.

You know how the various places you order from send you tracking information? Well, I went to track this package after I hadn’t heard anything for a time, and I was shocked that the tracking started in China. That had never happened before. In fact, it never occurred to me that some of what I buy is manufactured in other countries. I know it’s true, I had just never thought about it.

Let me say it takes a long time to get things from China, about a month in this case. And I took that time to contemplate what I buy, if I need it, and where it comes from. I consume my food with awareness. I try hard to shop local. And if there is a “made in America” choice, even if it is a little more expensive, I buy it to support my neighbors. 

But clearly there is a lot I am not thinking about or educating myself on, and I feel the need to pay more attention. Would we change what we order or even want if we knew what went in to making it, where it was made, its impact on people and the environment? I am working on it.

Who would have thought that canning jar lids were such a complicated thing? I am realizing that everything is complicated if I am paying attention. 

The rise in the number of murders in our community is alarming. Many good people are considering how best to respond. How do we as a city, a culture, impress upon young people how precious life is? How do we help them to see the value in nonviolent ways of problem solving? How do we get them involved in solutions that will make our community stronger?

These are all critical questions, and I am grateful for those who are trying to find ways to answer them. However, if we are going to be successful in creating a more peaceful city, we have to look at a bigger picture and ask ourselves some hard questions.

Primarily, how are we modeling respect for life, every life, in our community?

People move to violence when they are desperate. Violence is rarely the first choice or the preferred option. People choose violence because they have tried other ways, because they are tired of the way things are, because they have nothing to lose.

Imagine that for a moment, a life that is so hard, so desperate, that you have nothing to lose.

I don’t have that life. I hope you don’t either. And because of that, it is hard to walk in those shoes. But certainly we have heard the pieces that add up to this. We know the poverty level in this city is outrageously high. Some of our neighbors live without basic services. The pandemic has only made things worse. Racism makes things worse. How long do you have to live in extreme poverty to become desperate?

We know that there are very few options for buying food in our city. You have to drive to the suburbs for good food in most cases, and if you don’t have a car, if you can’t drive because of health conditions, if the one car in your family is claimed by the person who is working, what do you do? The bus is a good option, if you don’t have small children or a disability, if you have time to wait. How long do you have to live without access to healthy food to become desperate?

There are other problems in our community that are also easy to overlook, or to say we are working on. Promises are made, initiatives are started, small successes are celebrated. Good work is being done. But if you are poor in this city, and so many people are, it is a tough life. And if that life is all you have known, if you have been raised in desperation, than despair and nothing to lose are not far behind.

I want the young people in our community to know they are cared about not because we are afraid of them, but because we value them. And we show we value them by making sure they are well cared for. We show they matter by listening and including them in solutions that work. 

Let’s be careful as we try to solve the problem of violence that we are listening, and then acting on what will make a tangible difference in the lives of our fellow citizens. We must address the reasons for desperation and offer real hope.