The Do-It-Yourself Future

The vast majority of the media reported economic activity only in terms of gigantic institutions and abstract numbers. We hear about the Federal Reserve, the Treasury, and the rates they charge mega-banks to borrow imaginary money. We hear about unemployment rates, though those statistics rarely include those underemployed, running their own business, or those who don’t participate in society enough to work at a company. Then we hear about the stock market indexes, which is a tabulation of what a tiny group of gamblers in New York, Tokyo, and London were willing to hypothetically pay to own a chunk of some companies’ future earnings. (Actually, it’s not even gamblers, but computers programmed to think like gamblers.)

You may notice, that at no point have you heard about people. Your friends and neighbors and not covered by this analysis. When you provide each other child care, it doesn’t hit the books. Build a barn yourself out of lumber you purchased directly from a mill? GDP will go down. Start a foreign language club? Sorry, it’s not educational sales, and we don’t count that. Grow your own food and eat it? Sure, you may be eating delicious food and cutting your risk of heart disease and diabetes, but all you’re doing officially is taking potential revenue away from companies we measure (and tax.)

When we don’t measure this activity, it’s hard to tell when a trend is happening. When I need help getting reliable trend data, I do what every good analyst should: I go and ask my Dad.

My father still lives in our hometown of Rutland, Vermont. Yes, yes, I know you’ve been skiing nearby, and it’s quite lovely. Well, the state nearby is lovely; the town is generally on hard times. Due to a completely nihilistic policy of zero economic development, Rutland, and indeed most of Vermont has shed jobs at a terrifying rate. (One of the local heads of economic development once confided to me that what the place needed was more gift shops, “So the tourists really know we’re ‘open for business.’”) Average age of the county is around 53. The kids are gone to Boston and New York and Washington in search of work, except for those who make up our growing heroin problem. Those kids are hanging out near the collapsing downtown of boarded-up former retail space. Pretty bleak, really.

Except my Dad has never had it so good. He’s running the local farm and garden store, and after surviving an onslaught from Home Depot, Tractor Supply, and Wal-Mart (retail stores designed for MUCH larger markets) he’s having his best years ever. The reason: GARDENS. As soon as that economic disaster hit and fuel oil went through the roof, Vermonters wasted no time in getting back to their birthright of bringing up their own food in our frigid, rocky soil. Speaking as a native Vermonter, when you tell us we’re headed back to the agriculture age, threatening some scary pre-industrial nightmare, it just wasn’t that long ago for us. The last town in America to receive rural electrification was Victory, Vermont in 1967, about five miles east of where I grew up.  The idea of a 19th century lifestyle is simply not that terrifying for Vermonters.

Today, despite the meeting in Jackson Hole, Wyoming declaring the whole financial crisis “over,” people in Rutland are still planting gardens, chopping logs for firewood and going back to more self-reliance. This is good news, the sign of a civilization that may not crumble over some fruity derivatives sold by financial companies that didn’t understand them either. In the end, the word economy comes from the Greek for “how you run your house.” Our major institutions sure help run the larger picture, gluing together discrete economic activity into a global picture that could ostensibly be managed. In the end, gardens are necessary and they aren’t. With all the scandal and backroom dealing and intrigue, it’s comforting to know that when push comes to shove, people can and do plant their own gardens, look after each others’ kids, build each others’ houses. The fate of central banks are not the fate of people in general. This should give cause for optimism.