This has been on my mind long before the current oil spill crisis and the media attention that BP has received.
I always taken for granted that the concept of Free Enterprise was a good thing. But I have watched a certain chemical company with alarm for some time now.
This company makes a very effective weed killer, which makes life easier, but the new problem presented was how can this miracle chemical application differentiate between what is a "weed" and what is a desirable crop? Um, it couldn't. So it's application was limited untilllll--a genetically engineered seed proved to be indifferent to the chemical weed-killer.
Sounds great, right? But the "catch" is that the company owns all rights to the industrious superseed, with a legal clause that offspring seeds cannot be utilized for future farming, ensuring that a farmer who likes the convenience of these chemically productive farms must buy new stock seed annually--effectively changing traditional farming methods forever. No more heirloom seed allowed, which pretty much guarantees their profits.
According to an article I read in Vanity Fair, this corporation has been allowed access to inspect farms for evidence of any of their seed being utilized--and it's very difficult to maintain a certain standard of seed, as nature has ways of its own (wind, birds, etc.) so even the most diligent farmer has been repeatedly inspected, harassed, and bogged down financially in lawsuits as this company which can well afford the pricey big dollar silk suit legal firms, effectively shut down the smaller independent farmers who would decide that they would prefer to not be forced into buying stock seed annually, which is way pricier than re-seeding from the last harvest--which has long been traditional and a point of pride amongst those farmer types.
This type of business does not sound like free enterprise to me. It sounds like corporate bullying to me. It stinks of monopoly.
Life is getting more and more complicated as we try to balance government regulation and keep pace with our snowballing technology.
There's an ironic twist to the company that I speak of--they happen to be the makers of the very plastic casing that protects the original copies of our Constitution and Bill of Rights.
I don't think I know a lot, but when I think about stuff like that, sometimes I think I'd rather not know. But as the daughter of a son of a cotton farmer? It just...annoys me, yanno?
I realize that lately I'm not exactly going to win awards for Miss Congeniality, but as I might have explained to you privately, I think I just got tired of holding it all in...
I do thank you, dear Marty Jo, for popping in to chat with me. *smile* My pipmail address is STILL down as they assure me they are trying to audit the problems that occurred with my account, but you can drop me a line at onepistwitch@yahoo.
I love you, lady.