There are 19,000,000 acres of prime farmland in front and backyards in the burbs. If we were to plant it all the fences would come down and neighbors would become just that: NEIGHBORS. A benevolent distribution of yields, one of our most significant principles in Permaculture, would result. So what exactly are we doing here? All of the cause and affect relationships, shipping in food from thousands of miles away, excesses of fossil fuels, mono-cropping forever and ever, chemicals upon chemicals upon chemicals injected into our soils, extravagant losses of topsoil, destruction of forests, destruction and shear ruin of our fresh water resources, etc, etc, et al, this would all disappear. It amazes me that such a caddywhampus system has perpetuated itself for so long. It is slow murder and it is the only crime. What is our intention? To sit on piles and piles of money? Do we really think that size matters? I’ve got the biggest one on the block? Small intensive systems at a human scale, stacking functions vertically and horizontally though time, becoming present to the glory and majesty of the natural world and becoming the ultimate mimic of the cycles of the year that never let us down. Seeing the relationships that actually work. And who do we think we really are? Immortal? Going to die? And what about the children, eh?