Goody Two Shoes Feels a Bit Fake
I have been shouting loud and clear for several years about the need to support Fair Trade initiatives. I went ahead and made a personal commitment to only drink fair trade tea and coffee, making my husband do it as well (no choice). Visitors to the house got the same treatment as I lambasted them and gave them a pretty good argument as to why and how it was possible, even showing off a bit and stating how I bring all my coffee from my native country where they sell it in all the main line supermarkets.
Yes, I paid the higher price, filled the precious space in my suitcase with it and dragged it into taxis, trains, through security, and then on the shuttle bus and up the 40 stairs to my house.
Then, horror of horrors, three weeks before a scheduled visit to my native country, I ran out of instant coffee! What was I to do?! I told a few friends and my husband who all thought I was making a big fuss.
There is no fair trade instant coffee that I know of for sale in Israel. A few years ago, a shop nearby advertised its fair trade coffee beans, but I found out later it was just a sales pitch to get people in the shop.
My low blood pressure needs that coffee in the morning. Right?
How can I behave like a good citizen without my two cups a day? Cannot!
Whichever way I looked at it, Mrs Goody Two Shoes was going to have to break her principles and ethics or suffer.
Because I am a cheat, I went for the easy option ... I bought the main brand coffee (terrible track record) and poured it into my empty jar with the BIG Fair trade sticker on it.
This way nobody would know.
The whole issue got me thinking how easy it is to fake it.
The two societies I live in (Israeli and Palestinian) are under tremendous pressure. If I, with all my morals and principals and Goody Two Shoes behaviour, so easily gave into it, what about them?
If I gave in so quickly and swapped sides, surely I should be more understanding and merciful to others.
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