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I've been thinking about issues of fair trade over the past couple of days. For a good intro to the topic, Mohan's written a very quick summary of the issues, as well as a helpful (small) list of fair trade items which can be bought locally (1st link). I also came across a youtube (7-part) video on globalization and fair trade (second link, first part of the video).
The biggest point I've been thinking about is how the major contributors to this wealth inequality are: (1) the quest for lower prices; and (2) the pursuit of luxury.
To a large extent, these two are two sides of the same coin. The quest for lower consumer prices have led factories, particularly those in the third-world, to make extremely disadvantageous deals with big businesses. The "free hand" of the market might say that people in these poorer countries are willing to work for less, and thus it is entirely "fair" to give them exactly what they ask for. But as any lawyer will tell you, what works fine in theory (i.e. the free hand of the market) doesn't work in reality because of the fact of differences in bargaining position. The fact is that if the factories in India or Indonesia don't lower their prices, the big businesses are sinmply going to take their business elsewhere, to places where they will lower their prices. This leads producers all over the world down a slippery slope. They eventually decide to accept the lower price because they think that other factories elsewhere will lower their price even if they don't. The result created, which we see today, is that factories everywhere are willing to work at extremely low costs to the big businesses. This results, of course, in an extremely high profit margin for these same big businesses, even after we factor in the cost savings to the consumer.
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9:54 PM
I bought this bar of chocolate at a small store in the basement of Ngee Ann City in a cluster of other chocolate stores. This store was quite small, and didn't quite stand out among the colour of the other stores nearby (e.g. The Cocoa Trees). Nevertheless that didn't stop me trying something which seemed new! Staff tell me that the chocolate comes from Lebanon, so that piqued my curiosity even more.
When I opened the bar, it broke quite easily in my hand. I was half ready for a flaky bar of chocolate, but I was pleasantly surprised that it wasn't.
Taste. The taste of the cocoa was strong and thick (duh). There were notes of raspberries and tobacco. The taste only came out after a little work chewing on the chocolate. It left a dull, nagging aftertaste that felt powdery on the tongue.
Texture. This point was a down for me. The chocolate had a 'doughy' texture and was quite chewy.
Some interesting comments from a friend who shared this bar with me. When I asked her opinion of the chocolate, she said this:
"Distant. Coy. The taste doesn't meet you; you have to 'feel around' for it".
Overall: 3/5
Side note: the labelled price on this bar of chocolate was S$7, but when I paid for it, it was S$11. They refused to honour the label, but what was worse was the attitude of a lady staff there (the boss? supervisor?) who said that they couldn't honour the labelled price, and if they did, they would dock the S$4 difference off the staff salary. Needless to say, I paid the difference. So much for service standards in Singapore! This almost leads me to my rant about immoral employers.
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats;
There we've hid out faery vats,
Full of berries
And the reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters of the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal-chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
From a world more full of weeping than he can understand.
at
1:56 PM
Hello online community.
The recent dearth of posts can be attributed to a variety of reasons. The most recent one being some reservations I developed about writing in public.
Well, I've come to see that writing will not be entirely futile. At the very least, it gives me an avenue to pen down my thoughts.
I don't intend to publish any comments. At all. This blog is not an avenue for engagement, its a place for expressing my ideas. That said, if any of you have any thoughts about the ideas I express here, please feel free to leave a comment, and your email address. If I am able, I will reply you privately.
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