When we stand together, united, we need to question where privilege comes from. Where does the time go while we wait for the answer to come? We know the answer, and now it’s time to execute a solution. I never had a day where I didn’t have food on my plate, even if the food was unappealing. I learned to eat my vegetables and appreciate every meal. As I saw each piece of fruit, vegetable, grain, legume, or whatever presented in front of me, I knew this food came from someone’s labor. The only thing I could hope for is the person who helped bring this meal to me was given a better life.
Understanding where our food comes from is very important, an infectious virus could hurt food supplies, or even the people who help feed us all. Food is important, and it’s actually pretty cheap if you look at it seed by seed. It’s also a gateway to learning about the world and where food comes from. As a vegan I started to really dive into my privilege and found that I didn’t know how to show the value of the food I made or had made for me. A simple thank you goes a long way, but it doesn’t fill everyone’s bank. I started questioning where my food came from, and wanted to know, who’s the asshole?