So I’ve been thinking lately (a scary thing, I know), about the way that I, and therefore I assume all others =), view prices and spending. When I go to purchase something, I almost always buy the cheapest thing. I’m upset that I have to purchase my jeans in longs, and so I have to pay $30 for them, because longs never make it to the sale rack. I want $5 shirts. The cheapest food products (as long as quality is similar). I try not to buy fruit that costs more than $1/pound. And my reasoning, “I can’t afford that!” if it’s more.
Last week I got an email from a man who has a fair trade sports shop. This means that the workers who make the balls and such get paid enough to support their families (”living wages”). He had read the blog about sustainable coffee and saw that we mentioned that the men here love to play soccer. He asked if some of our supporters in the states might like to purchase some soccer balls for us from his shop, that maintains the same goals and ideals that we have. (www.fairtradesports.com) I looked online, with my normal attitude of “cheap.” Now, I really don’t know how much soccer balls cost, but for me, anything over $5 takes thought and a real decision to buy (ok, ok, I’m probably cheaper than most). I’m ashamed that I thought the prices were high and “I could get something cheaper somewhere else.”
The point is, I probably could get something cheaper somewhere else, but should I? If it’s cheaper, does that mean the people who made them didn’t get paid enough to feed their families? I guarantee it does. I’ve seen this first hand with the coffee farm. We have no debt for the land, since a member of the church donated the money to purchase it, but if we were selling our coffee to a broker (where all coffee companies in the states buy the coffee from), we wouldn’t have come close to breaking even on our investment this year which included fair pay for our workers, medical help, and upkeep of the farm. So, how do most Nicaraguans, who had to purchase their land, who have to break even, and who have to support their family from the profits, make it? The answer is: They don’t. It’s that simple.
Even when we were readying to move to Nicaragua and talking about “helping the poor” I didn’t really get this. My thinking of “I can’t afford that” is just plain wrong. What do I mean by that? If I pay $1.50/lb for this fruit all year, I might not be able to buy fast food when I want to. I might have to buy a $150,000 home instead of a $170,000 home. I might have to get a cheaper car. I might have to settle for 3 bedrooms instead of 4 (we know 2 is out of the question). That is what it means for us.
But what does it mean for the worker? If we won’t pay $1.50/lb, it means that their family might have to go 2 days without eating this week. I means that their kids might have to drop out of school because they can’t afford the school supplies, or worse, they need their kids to work. What does it not mean? I doesn’t mean they’ll have to buy a cheaper car - having a car isn’t even considered in their wildest dreams. It doesn’t mean they’ll have to buy a smaller house - their house consists of boards, cardboard, plastic sheets and metal combined to make walls. It doesn’t mean their kids won’t have their own room - it means their kids won’t have their own bed, and will have to share 2-3 in one bed. It means they can’t go to the doctor when they’re sick, or if they do go to a free clinic, they can’t afford the medicine.
This reminds me of the times of the Civil War, when slave owners said, “I can’t possibly run my plantation without slaves. I couldn’t afford it!” How many have seen movies or read books of this time. Slave owners lived in 10 bedroom houses, ate the best food, had multiple servants. Maybe if they paid workers they’d have to build a 5 bedroom house, cook their own food, make their own bed.
Now, we are always happy and ready to give money to help out poor countries. But what builds self-esteem and produces a solution to the problem? A man who worked all day who has to hang his head and accept a hand out because even with all his work he can’t support his family? Or a man who worked all day and doesn’t need the hand out because he was paid a fair wage for his work? I’m not talking about making the guy rich. I’m talking about paying him enough money for what we learned in school are the basic necessities: food, clothing, and shelter. After all, doesn’t he deserve it (1 Tim 5:18 - “The worker deserves his wages”)?
Oh, and we’re in big trouble for this attitude. James 5:1ff says, “Now listen, you rich people, weep and wail because of the misery that is coming upon you. Your wealth has rotted, and moths have eaten your clothes. Your gold and silver are corroded. Their corrosion will testify against you and eat your flesh like fire. You have hoarded wealth in the last days. Look! The wages you failed to pay the workmen who mowed your fields are crying out against you. The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord Almighty. You have lived on earth is luxury and self-indulgence. You have fattened yourselves in the day of slaughter. You have condemned and murdered innocent men, who were not opposing you.”
Lets all start sacrificing a little and find places to purchase from that pay fair wages, so that we aren’t hording our wealth at the expense of lives of the workers. And here’s the best part: a small sacrifice for us makes a huge impact for the worker. Here, a pound of rice costs 25 cents (You didn’t read it wrong - $0.25). A pound of beans: $0.33. A liter of milk costs $0.61.