Luddite (Within Reason)

Luddite (Within Reason)

Resurrect the Luddite gene!
Raise the axe! Kill the machine!
Its use is seldom credible
in products that are edible.

A bread machine for making bread?
Ban that idea from your head.
Bread manufactured should be banned.
The nobler loaf is shaped by hand.

Lasagna, too, it is a fact,
is better manually stacked.
Those frozen ones from Costco? Toss ‘em!
For no machine knows how to sauce ‘em!

Torillas handmade pat by pat?
You simply can’t improve on that.
But I admit I’m not that keen
on ones that come from a machine.

South of the border, arts abound
on almost every wall they’re found.
All over town, the artists stand
creating murals there by hand.

Art that’s produced digitally?
It will simply never be
as satisfactory to me
as this handmade artistry.

The stately dome, even and round,
in Mexico is often found.
With bricks, cement and lime and sand—
it’s true that they are made by hand!

I admit that a brick wall
is hardly any view at all.
The only worse thing in a town
is when you find one tumbled down!

But Mexico excels at walls.
Hand-stacked, a stone wall rarely falls.
And they are things of beauty, too,
and add, not detract, from the view.

I find that I can best assuage
my aches with a hands-on massage.
Our massage chair bought for beaucoup bucks?
Truthfully? It really sucks.

And yet, I know that many lean
in preference to the machine.
I must admit, though I am wary,
that certain ones are necessary.

Elevators beat the stairs.
Electric shavers best cut hairs.
(Those signs extolling Burma Shave
belong outside a caveman’s cave.)

And I admit the movie sector
clearly needs its film projector.
Doctors? X-rays. Dentists? Drills.
Pharmacists? Machine-made pills.

And I am sure I’d really balk
If I were forced to always walk,
so cars and trucks would make my list
of machines that should exist.

I could live if forced to brave
this world without my microwave,
but take my Wifi? Don’t you dare!!!
Some things are better sent by air!

The Prompt: Handmade Tales—Automation has made it possible to produce so many objects — from bread to shoes — without the intervention of human hands (assuming that pressing a button doesn’t count). What things do you still prefer in their traditional, handmade version?

12 thoughts on “Luddite (Within Reason)

  1. grieflessons Post author

    Thanks, John. It is always exciting to find positive comments shortly after posting! I see you have found your way to purpletoothedgrin’s blog. One of my favorites!—Judy


  2. jpeggytaylor

    As one who believes the original Luddites are much maligned and misunderstood, I love your poem 🙂 For me handmade versions of most things are better – more beautiful, more long-lasting, more enjoyable to use … and handmade food is definitely superior!


    1. grieflessons Post author

      That’s one thing I love about Mexico. Most things are still handmade here. My bread, my clothes, furniture, art. I eat raspberries hand picked in the fields surrounding my house, There are local yoghurt makers and cheese makers. My meat is local meat purchased from a butcher. If I go to the right place, they serve handmade tortillas. Like going back in time. Judy


      1. jpeggytaylor

        We are fortunate to be able to forage for wild raspberries and other fruit nearby to us. There are some local producers but small scale ‘handmade’ products are certainly the exception rather than the rule nowadays.


  3. grieflessons Post author

    Yes. plastic is much in demand in Mexico, too, and although the expats all collect Mexican arts and crafts and dress in the embroidered clothing, most native-born Mexicans prefer Disney characters and Walmart! That allure of what did not come to us naturally! Judy


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