Thursday May 3rd 2012 Tim
If hell is
defined as extinction, then Mathew 3 may well be an annunciation of the
Darwinian impasse an increasingly vocal and very unpleasant minority
appear to have resigned themselves to. Of the many translations my
own preference is the "winnowing fan," because it defines mindlessness,
so perfectly, and I believe I too could use one. The Wheat Grower
then burns the chaff in a fire that cannot be extinguished. Which, I am
informed by the commentators, means the chaff is utterly consumed. And I
am told, that Ancient Wheat produced a great deal more chaff than do
newer incarnations of Wheat, which in and of itself could be a metaphor
for something very creepy.
Identifying the chaff from Spelt in
ancient settlements, is how the more professional minded have mapped
Spelt's history down through the ages all the way to the raised bed that
some Spelt now shares with Kamut. And this persuades me that not all
Ancient Wheat Growers burned their chaff with the thoroughness Mathew
expected from them. And I have also heard the argument that chaff
is good for soil, which suggests to me that Wheat with less and less
chaff is perhaps an increasingly short sighted, or self centered Wheat.
Kamut, the so called
Ancient Egyptian Wheat, was apparently a grain, secretly removed from the
tomb of a Pharaoh. Somehow it found it's way to a Spanish port town
where it was sold by a Job Creator to a Job Creator. A person can now
buy it as a whole grain from the Nut Eaters Shop, take it home, boil it up
and feel good about themselves because land owners in Montana believe they
are growing a Wheat that might once have danced upon the banks of the Nile,
where it might have struggled with rusts and plagues of both frogs and
probably some kind of an Egyptian Field Mouse as well as other strangeness.
But it's more interesting to
look at the two kinds of Wheat, out there in the same raised bed. The
Egyptian Wheat has a most flamboyant ear, but the plant itself has been made
to sulk by something, and since the rain on Tuesday, I am coming to the
conclusion that it's not that fond of a wet head. Which maybe imagination on
my part because I know that in Egypt all water comes from the River Nile.
They get a rain shower about once a year, if they are lucky. Spelt on
the other hand, might indeed be more accustomed to taking its water from a
straight-line wind, black clouds and lightning. And it'll be even more
interesting to see what might happen when the pox of high heat and
higher humidity moves up from the south.