The local farm and food systems movement suffers from multiple personality disorder. One of its personalities is the foodie, who approaches the movement as a vehicle to increase his or her sensuo-aesthetic pleasure, with more or less regard to socio-political questions depending on his or her socio-political perspective. Another of its personalities is the localizer, who views the movement through the lens of the foodshed radius and food miles. Another of its personalities is small is beautiful — small farms, small artisan processors, small distributors. Another of its personalitiesĀ  is the broadener, who approaches the movement with a critical eye on its shared personalities. The broadener wants more out of the movement. The broadener wants the movement to expand beyond foodie-ism, beyond local-ism, and beyond small-ism, to a robust, durable, fair and just, and deeply embedded system that challenges, really challenges the stranglehold that the industrial food system has on us.

If you look at the literature. If you look at the news media. If you look at the blogoshpere. If you look at Twitterdom and Facebookland, you’ll find foodie-ism, local-ism, and small-ism the dominant personalities, with a smattering of broad-ism here and there.

You’ll find plenty of foodies slobbering over whipped Mangalitsa lard, braised pork snouts, and sliver-thin raw beef’s liver. You’ll find plenty of localiesĀ  committing themselves with verve to the 100-mile challenge. You’ll find heaps of praise for all things small-ish.

What you’ll find little of — and perhaps this is going to start a fight, or get me flamed, but so be it — is a critical line of thinking that asksĀ  a simple question: Can foodies, can localists, can smallists feed our foodsheds? What does whipped Mangalitsa lard have to do with feeding people? What is the true foodshed radius of 10 million people? At what cost “small is beautiful?”

There is no question that the dominant personalities of the movement have gotten us where we are today. But, where is that? At a substantial and exceedingly definitive crossroads. We stand at this crossroads with a deceptively simple question looming before us, “what is important to us?” The answer(s) to that question will determine our choice of direction, and will determine the personalities of the movement for years to come.

I don’t want to be misunderstood, so let me be clear, there is a place for the sensuous pleasure of braised pig testicles, there is a place for tight radii, and there is a place for smallness. If, however, what is important to us is that the movement move, then that place is not at the top, that place is not dominant.

I have no problem with multiple personality disorder, it can be, in fact, a good thing. I just want to have our multiple personalities engage each other in a critical discussion about what is important to us. Which of our personalities, and there are multiples of us that I didn’t describe above — do the paleos have a place in all of this? What about the vegans? — which of our personalities should be dominant. Again, what is important to us?

As a broadist, I know what is important to me, and since I am a reformed localist and smallist, I have a sense of what is important to them. However, I am not sure about the foodies. Sometimes I think all that really matters to them is sensuous pleasure, gastronomic hedonism, couched in the language of localism. But, no matter, it is not hard to imagine that many, even most, foodies care about more than just their palates.

I would make the argument that what should be important to us, which direction we should take at this crossroads, is taking the considerable momentum that the foodies, localists, and smallists have given the movement and turn it into something grand, something powerful, something that can move and change cultures.

We need to expand and broaden our view of the movement so that we can see that the movement needs to broaden and expand. On the horizon, down the path beyond this crossroads, is change, within our reach, just a short walk away — short, yes, but difficult, full of obstacles, not least of which is the current hierarchy of our personalities.

Change, real change. It sounds so alluring, but, by itself it is just a meaningless jumble of letters. What does change mean for the movement?

First, that it will truly be a movement, rather than something that we, perhaps out of romanticism, call a movement.

Second, that the movement, with its broadened and deepened view, will see that it is first and foremost a deeply ethical movement, and that its broad ethics trump the parochial ethics of foodism, localism, and smallism. The movement has an ethical obligation to feed all people in its foodsheds, especially those most harmed, most marginalized by industrialism, not just the small percent of us who embrace foodism, localism, and smallism. The movement has an ethical obligation to surrender its parochial interests to the broader interests of the masses — and it is the masses — while at the same time challenging, pushing, changing those interests. Furthermore, and bluntly put, the movement has an ethical obligation not to advocate for the impossible — foodism, localism, and smallism can only feed themselves, no matter their intentions, regardless of how fervent.

Third, real change means getting real food — recognizable, familiar, comfortable — into the hands of tens of millions of people who otherwise would never see it and might otherwise never want it. This does not mean I think Chipotle should be the model. Given the choice by the Corbin Hill Road Farm farmshare program, the people of the South Bronx came out in droves for simple, fresh, real and good produce. Participation leapt from about 250 last year in its first season, to 1500 shares this year.

Fourth, change means trial and tribulation, it means feeling uncomfortable about scaling up instead of scaling down, it means feeling uncomfortable about extending the radius way out there, it means feeling uncomfortable about recognizing the particularism of foodism — foodists are a rare breed, and by all means, we should let them flourish and go weak in the palates over the latest iteration of pork belly (or is pork belly already so last week?).

Fifth, change means the future, a rich future, changed, by us, with our principled commitments.

Sixth, and finally, change means work, hard, hard work. First we need to convince ourselves and then we need to convince as many of the rest of the population as possible.

So, as ever, let’s get to work, let’s get to work feeding ourselves, all of our selves — with ethics, ecology, and justice.

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