Pollan, M. (2002). Desire: Control plant: The potato. In The botany of desire: A plant’s eye view of the world (pp. 183-238). New York, NY: Random House.
For this week’s reading, we returned to Pollan to discuss a plant that has a very similar story to corn, but with its own unique complexities added to the mix. Pollan begins by suggesting that the story of potatoes is much like that of a computer; instructions are given to both the potato itself as well as the farmer to be programmed with (p. 190). As a result, agribusiness corporations such as Monsanto see themselves akin to being nature’s Microsoft, creating operating systems by which nature must fall under and comply with (p. 191). I don’t disagree with this analysis, but I do have to say that it leaves me with a rather depressing feeling about the state of affairs that the 21st century has allowed itself to succumb. It would appear that while mankind has expertly crafted a system to improve their lives, man has not yet learned from the folly of the past. Even today, we continue on the path laid out for us by our European ancestors, one of whom is credited as saying:
[T]he European intellectuals went further and started seeing the whole world as an analogue of the clockwork mechanism. For bishops and mathematicians, the universe became a vast mechanical clock created by God so that ‘all the wheels moved as harmoniously as possible’. ~ Francis Bacon
There is no doubt in my mind that has Bacon been alive today, he would substitute his clock for a computer. To speak of nature is being a computer requiring man’s expert programming abilities is very much like science fiction and futuristic. However, Pollan does suggest that plants can take care of themselves quite well, especially if an apocalyptic event were to occur – no single germ could wipe out all of the plants species on the planet (p. 197). And yet, when Pollan speaks more on monoculture, this natural defence against apocalypse becomes null and void as ALL plants species will die out, thus creating a lack of oxygenation in the atmosphere and thereby killing all animal life as we know it. Sounds grim, doesn’t it? You’d think that smart corporate executives and the scientists working for them would realize that the risk is too great, and yet psychological studies show that humans love to gamble.
Continuing with the computerized metaphor for plants, biotechnology has gone so far as to modify plants in such as way that they can be tested for intellectual property via their genome in what amounts to a Universal Product Code, or barcode (p. 208). Not only are we as a species taking a great risk by gambling with our future, but we are so prideful that we cannot allow others to help and contribute to the process so that fewer errors are made in the lab. This is a pile of crap – which potatoes love, by the way (p. 210). The most sumptuous and tasty potatoes ever have been fertilized with manure, which just goes to show that nature doesn’t need genetic cleaning – it loves to be dirty!
But no, we now live in a world where even the farmers themselves have surrendered to the digital world by allowing their own farms to be run by computers (p. 220). Not only is this a deviation from nature, it is also promoting laziness in society, which I believe will only assist in contributing to its inevitable downfall. We love our GMO potatoes so much that eventually, we will be joining them underground as a devastated species…or will we? Perhaps GMO potatoes are better than the previous kind which required any number of herbicides and insecticides to treat them (p. 221)?
At any rate, I believe that we have spent far too much time in the sun as our thinking processes must be off tangent. Our food systems are becoming as Pollan suggests, more Apollonian and less Dionysian – Apollo being the ancient Greek god of the sun (p. 229). If I may be allowed to extend the metaphor, we may end up like another Greek legend, Icarus. Having been blessed with wings, Icarus tried to fly up towards the sun to be with the gods on Mount Olympus [Canada’s doing awesome in the Olympics, by the way…] only to have his wings burn up and fall down from the heavens. Unless some changes are made, this is surely going to be the result of our foolish ways to conquer nature as some computer to be programmed.