The brou-ha-ha about the Dervaes family trademarking the phrase urban homestead/er/ing. I won’t repeat the various links. I’m sure you’re all capable of putting in a web search to find the details if you’re not already familiar.
I, like thousands of others, am shocked and dismayed about the situation. I have faith, however, in the huge swell of protest. This wouldn’t be the first time that righteous outrage has closed a web site or changed a situation for the better. The people who have received the cease & desist letters are working with the EFF to rectify things. The trademark is bunk. I’m sure that there will be petitions to the USPTO to get it rescinded.
Milly and I are proto-urban homesteaders as you can see from the picture. It takes years and tons of sweat equity to get to the level the misguided would-be trade-markers have achieved with their urban homestead. The great thing about the movement is that it’s not an all-or-nothing endeavor. You do what you can and little by little you get more self sufficient. We’re currently in the process of removing our lawn and growing an edible landscape. When we moved here there was nothing on the lawn except Bermuda grass. Nothing. No plants, no landscaping. Just grass and concrete. Milly has added 20 fruit trees already. And we’re looking forward to increasing the amount of home grown fresh produce in our lives.
Today is “Green Monday” where bloggers are discussing their urban homesteading to protest the selfish and short-sighted actions of the self-proclaimed founders of the movement (which, btw, began decades if not hundreds of years ago). I’m not very fond of the term “urban homestead.” Homesteading has lots of racist and genocidal connotations so I prefer not to use it myself. I’m still virulently opposed to anybody who tries to take common English language phrases and make them inaccessible to the community which brought the terms into common usage.
Shame on them. I believe that truth and goodness will prevail.



