I was just lying on the grass at Peavy Park on May Day. There were progressive and activist types all around. I felt alienated as always; even on International Workers Day, I was in the minority as a crazy, angry, blue-collar-working trash person.
You'd love to change the world - but by the time you get off work, you're too tired to change anything but the TV channel. You need to make a living and pay the rent, but you wish you could find a job that rewarded more than your bank account.
Each month, like a roving band of grain threshers or barn raisers, my family of four and two other households descend upon one of our homes to paint, build, garden and clean, and to eat, drink and be merry.
In our complicated, stressed-out modern life of speed, consumer pressure, money worries and jam-packed schedules, the concept of living simply has crossed everyone's mind. The truth is, it's an appealing, attainable idea, and could make a real difference in your life.