... From the Compost Pile...Week of October 16, 2006


By borges, Section Opinions
Posted on Thu Oct 19, 2006 at 03:48:57 AM CST

[Submitted by Jean Murphy from Boscobel WI]

History, n. An account mostly false, of events mostly unimportant, which are brought about by rulers mostly knaves, and soldiers, mostly fools.  Ambrose Bierce, Civil War veteran, author, social critic

The past is malleable and flexible, changing as our recollection interprets and re-explains what has happened.  Peter Berger

I had an odd occurrence in the garden this year.  A small section where I planted leftover pepper plants did not produce. This is odd because I am the self-proclaimed Pepper Queen.  Peppers abound on my plants.  I have gallons of frozen and dried red peppers and have given away bushels full for many years, including this one. But in this small section, though the plants matured and grew lush, few peppers appeared - too late to ripen.

Some of my friends regularly have this problem and I have chalked it up to soil that is too fertile. Why bother to set fruit and seed for the next generation while sucking up fertilizer like there's no tomorrow?  I am not sure if I heard that somewhere or just made it up.  It is a window onto my gardening method that I do not even care.  But it did make me pause long enough to reflect that our gardens are the sum of the soil they are planted in.

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So too, we are the sum of where and when we are planted, not only living expressions of what we literally eat, but also where we were born, raised, and our time in history.  Taken all together that is quite a list of things to add up to become us: we being the sum total of all of recorded history to this date.

So it seems only natural that folks like to peer back into history to discover who we are by what came before.  I like a good story as well as the next guy, but after a while it is time to move on, or as Garth urges his friend in Wayne's World, "Live in the now!"

I have seen history buffs get lost in the past, reliving battles from old wars and lionizing the generals who fought them.  The patina of history turns blood into unremarkable sepia tones and we cannot hear the cries of the wounded and dying, much like our truncated coverage of the war in Iraq.

So too nostalgia becomes a wonderful drug.  Why is it that stories of `yesteryear' are always so quaint?  Hearing my dad talk about putting cardboard into his shoes during the Great Depression seemed like a lark to my child's mind.  And when my mother talked about her mother feeding out-of-work men who would go from back door to back door in Chicago, she keeping a pot of soup on the stove for them, this too sounded like some pretty, happy fairy story.  For me, this is the danger of nostalgia.  The winners always get to tell the stories, and they always come out smelling of lavender and rosewater rather than sweat and manure.

Any gardener knows it is important to take stock of what has been planted previously, to test the soil, to amend it. So too, we must face our past with eyes as clear as possible.  Prettying up our history, our wars, our prejudices, our intolerance, is like overlooking a gallon of Round-Up that spilled in the flower bed,  just as waxing poetic about times past (that magically have vastly improved now that they are no longer able to be contested) is both a lie and waste of our time.

I think our future and our children are better served by paying careful attention to reality.  With the enormity and complexity of the problems we are facing today we need everyone's full attention.  If we pull our heads out of the past and take a look at the present maybe we can make some positive choices so the future won't have to be re-written to sound better than it will be.

Maybe someday I will be the old granny spinning yarns to little ones about the good old days when we had songbirds, but I hope that I will also be able to be present to whatever is going on in that future world, to be alert and involved in `the now' whatever that happens to be.  Seems like that would be a lot more helpful than yet another "Once upon a time..."

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