Sheherazde Goldsmith

I wish I were Sheherazade Goldsmith. What a fantastic name. I almost tempted to have a child so I can call it that.

But there's a point to this.

I have recently been participating in a conversation about imperialism and consumerism. And as such it is somewhat ironic that I, without seeing the connection at the time, today purchased a slice of organic life, by the aforementioned wonder woman (who since i have googled seems to be quite well known in some parts of the world, but I had not encountered her before. The purchase is a nasty side effect of me now working on a university campus and therefore having ready access to a bookshop).

This is ironic for two reasons. Firstly this is an obvious Australian-ised version of an overseas book. I can tell because the forward is by another wonder woman, Stephanie Alexander. But the content has been altered for Australian readers (although I suspect the photographs have not).

The second point relates to consumerism. Being a pinko-feminist, consumerism is not something I'm much fond of. And as it's early January, New Year thoughts have been running through my head. So I though I would put some of them down on.....errrrr..... paper.

1. I will get water tanks installed and stop participating on the pressure being put on the River Murray
2. Once I have water I will grow my own vegetables. I'm a crap gardener, but I will try to get better at it
3. I will look into getting a solar hot water service
4. I will eat less meat, and when I do try my best to eat organic, free-range meat
5. I will eat more organic everything, and make a conscious effort to eat more locally produced foods lowering my carbon foot print
6. I will drive my car to work no more than once a month

... and I will report back on it here. So the cyber-gods can punish me for failing to live up to these NYR. I would also like to watch less TV. As such, I'm off now to read my book in bed. Good night to you all.