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Corn Syrup Welfare

This past week, I read a really interesting book:  Searching for Whitopia by Rich Benjamin.  This book was funny and challenging and I recommend it for any white person living in the suburbs or exurbs (if you have an open mind to how others see the world).  However, this blog entry isn’t about the book…it’s about something that was said as an offhanded comment towards the end of the book.  I don’t have the quote in front of me, but it went something like this:

“Most white suburbanites complain about their taxes being increased because they work hard and don’t want to subsidize a welfare state.  They feel they’re paying for those who are ‘lazy’ and don’t want to work or supporting those with drug or other habits that they don’t think their tax dollars should pay for.”

I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I’ve heard this same old argument about why people don’t want to pay higher taxes.  I’ve heard countless people who are otherwise compassionate declare that they don’t want their money going ‘down the drain’ to social programs that don’t work. I even used to think this myself.  Then three different things changed my view:

There is no qualifier

I’ll never forget the day that Dean made an offhanded comment that solidified something for me.  He was talking about the ‘more taxes for lazy people’ complaint above and pointed out that Jesus gave no qualifier for helping the poor.  He didn’t say “give to the poor…but only if they’re not on drugs” or “give to the poor….but only if they work hard”.  He didn’t even say “give to the poor…but only if it’s done directly and not through a larger government program.”  He asked us to give to the poor…period. There was no qualifier.

The Modern Tithe

The second perspective changer came from a book called Pagan Christianity, which points out that our modern tithe does not equate to the tithe of the Israelites in the Old Testament.  Back then, the Temple was much more like the government than a ‘church’.  The tithe was taken in by the temple for a couple of reasons, but the main reason was to support the poor and widows who can’t take care of themselves.  (do you see where this is going?) If the temple is serving as the government and the tithes are taken to support the poor, you’ve got something that looks a WHOLE lot more like our tax/welfare system than a church offering plate.  God mandated people to pay into the welfare system of the day…and here we are complaining about it (oh, and we conveniently forget about “giving to Ceaser what is Ceasers”)

Corn Syrup Welfare

Now we come to thought #3 that hit me yesterday and brings us full circle back to Rich Benjamin’s “Searching for Whitopia”.  After him quoting this oft-used thinking, he points out a very intersting fact about where our tax dollars are actually going.

Those of us outside the big ‘urban’ states think that our tax dollars are all going to big cities (New York, LA, Chicago, etc) to support these ‘welfare leeches’, but the facts don’t support this.  When you look at where tax money is going, these states that have big cities actually take in less taxes than they pay out.  This means that our Red State money isn’t going to their cities, their city-earned taxes are going somewhere else…so where?

As it turns out, all of our big ‘farm’ states pay in WAAAY less taxes than they get in return from the government as corn and soy subsidies.  Our tax dollars aren’t primarily paying for ‘welfare babies’…they’re paying for corn and, more specifically, processed corn products.

If you’ve read any modern writing on how our food system works, you know that the government is HEAVILY subsidizing our “Fast Food Nation” of processed and packaged foods.  Didn’t you ever wonder why a bag of Doritos is ridiculously cheap compared to, say, an organic zucchini?  It’s because your tax dollars are making up the difference.

So, this brought my mind full circle to an incredible irony.  We suburbanites are chowing down our McDonalds, Cheetos, and Corn Flakes faster than anyone in the nation.  WE are the ones who are benefiting from these higher taxes.  These aren’t “welfare subsidies”…they’re “junk food taxes”.  If you want to complain about higher taxes, you shouldn’t be complaining about social programs, you should be complaining about how our government is pushing cheap, unhealthy, processed foods with your tax dollars. Funny how it’s always easier to point the fingers at others, but much harder to accept that our fast paced, junk food driven lives are really a major cause of our complaints.  I’m not sure if YOU see the irony in this…but I sure do.

Think, don’t rant

I intended this blog entry not as a political debate starter, but as a thought starter.  That’s why I’m leaving comments off.  In the past I’ve seen that posts like this just cause a knee jerk reaction but my hope is that, if you can’t comment, you’re forced to think about it to yourself.  Whether you agree or not isn’t the point…hopefully it’ll make you stop and think about the little bits of truth all around us that are cut off by political hacks and media pundits.

Analog Connections

So, if you’re reading this blog entry, you’re most likely someone who knows me via my ‘online personality’.  You’re someone who probably listened to the podcast or followed me on twitter or possibly ran across my Mustardseed video podcast.  If that’s the case, you have, for sure, noticed something that all three of those links have in common.  They’ve all recently “gone out of business”.  I’ve disconnected much of my online life in favor of pursuing other connections and, as I’ve recently said, “I don’t miss it one bit!”

Did you notice that I assumed that most people reading this entry were not people I know in real life?  Sure, there’s some exceptions (“Hi Mom!”) but most people who know me don’t need to read my blog because, well, they know me.  They see me at least once a week.  They run into me at Starbucks.  They stop in for coffee or we work on projects together.  In my new, more analog, life, connections aren’t made or fostered online…they’re carried out around a kitchen counter.  Literally.

I think our society expects us to have too many friends…too many connections. We’re encouraged to put quantity over quality.  We’re expected to stay in touch with people who move thousands of miles away.  We’re expected to run our kids from one friends house to the next.  We have the burden of popularity, the need to be loved by many, the drive to make more connections with our limited time an attention.  I’m done with that.  I will have few friends.  I will make few connections. I will spend most of the time with my family (both immediate and extended).  I will make those relationships deeper and willfully let quantity fall by the wayside.

It’s not that I don’t want to be friends with you, oh dear blog reader.  I look at all the amazing connections I’ve made through my online life.  People I’ve tweeted with, blogged alongside, and facebooked.  People I then met in ‘real life’ at conferences, meetups, and trainings.  You are awesome and I wish I could be your friend.  However, I’m now fully convinced that relationships can’t be built online, only introductions or surface acquaintanceships.  I need some more serious weight on that corrupted word:  Friend.

How can you be my friend if I never see you to give you a man-hug (ya know, with the manly pat on the back so we don’t look too girly)?  How can I be your friend if I can’t give you a hand lifting something heavy or loan you a tool when you need to fix your car?  How can you be my friend if you don’t really know me through day to day conversation?  Sure, you can be an acquaintance.  But not a friend.  Not someone I can call in an emergency or someone I can lean on when I’m weak.  We have too many ‘friends’ in this Facebook-world and almost none in our actual living, breathing, human experiences.

So, (to take this question further to a problem it presents when the premise is accepted) with fewer, better, analog friends:  How do we stay in touch? How do we continue our friendship in a world built on Facebook and Twitter?

I ask this because I sit here in Starbucks alone. I yearn for some of those analog connections, yet to get them I have to fire up Twitter.  I have to text my peeps.  I have to use these ‘tools of distraction’ to make these connections happen.  We no longer live in a time when you can mail someone a letter (that would just be strange!) or even call them and say “let’s hang out”.  These methods no longer fit into lives crammed full of instant and unobtrusive communications.  We’re no longer able to just pop over to someone’s house or show up at their workplace because privacy and efficiency are more important than relationship.  We live in a world so separated and segregated that communicating directly is just plain rude since these connections are not run through our junk mail filter or archived in our Visual Voicemail box.

So, these two concepts sit side by side.  We need fewer and more analog friendships.  Yet, in this world we’re forced to use digital tools if we want those to happen. What’s the cure?  I suppose it has something to do with living closer together (this could mean city or small towns) and putting relationship over work…quality over quantity.

I strive for this change everyday.  The problem is…you can’t do it all by yourself.  So, who’s in?