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31-03-2017  

Vivre sans argent

Mark Boyle, sa vie sans argent pendant un an, pas de carte bancaire, pas de travellers chèques, pas de compte en banque, zéro, mais un ordinateur. - J'ai commencé ma vie sans argent lors de la journée mondiale sans achat ("Buy Nothing Day") l'année dernière et je n'ai pas l'intention de revenir en arrière. Je continue. Je vais utiliser l'argent du livre que je suis en train d'écrire pour acheter un terrain où je vais créer une communauté libre, Freeconomy Community, un lieu où les gens peuvent vivre sans argent, faire pousser leurs propres aliments et utiliser de la nourriture mise au rebut…

http://www.justfortheloveofit.org/ 

How to live a money-less life by Mark Boyle

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyqavzuFZ3c

Shelter housing for free - Forum Just For The Love of it

http://forum.justfortheloveofit.org

The No Money Man

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5uTyjvAO6ww

Guide to Freeconomy - Episode 1 - The Freeconomy Community, the new skill-sharing, free help and community building project has been launched.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2funpl8L1dk

Vivre sans argent

Mark Boyle, sa vie sans argent pendant un an

J'ai commencé ma vie sans argent lors de la journée mondiale sans achat ("Buy Nothing Day") l'année dernière et je n'ai pas l'intention de revenir en arrière. Je continue. Je vais utiliser l'argent du livre que je suis en train d'écrire pour acheter un terrain où je vais créer une communauté libre, Freeconomy Community, un lieu où les gens peuvent vivre sans argent, faire pousser leurs propres aliments et utiliser de la nourriture mise au rebut… C'est un plan à long terme."

 

Sa solution ? Déménager dans une caravane, vivre dans une ferme bio où il était bénévole, mettre fin à tous ses contrats et abonnements (son téléphone ne sert qu'à recevoir des appels), se laver les dents avec des os de seiches et des graines de fenouil – "Vous pouvez sentir mon haleine à un kilomètre" – et utilisé un PC portable à énergie solaire pour bloguer sur son site (justfortheloveofit.org), qu'il a payé en vendant sa maison. "J'ai été très critiqué parce que je possède un ordinateur mais c'était nécessaire. C'est ironique mais, sans ça, je ne pouvait plus communiquer."

 

"Le plus dur, c'est l'impact social parce que ne pas avoir d'argent, ce n'est pas super pour se trouver une copine ou continuer à voir ses amis. Ce n'est pas comme si je pouvais sortir boire une pinte au pub (il n'a bu que trois bières en onze mois) ou aller au cinéma. Mon plus gros défi a été de réussir à aller de Bristol (Angleterre) jusqu'en Irlande pour passer Noël avec ma famille. J'ai marché pendant deux jours et je suis arrivé le jour de Noël." Il envisage maintenant de rallier l'Inde sans dépenser un centime.

Encore un désillusionné de la société de consommation, décidé à se retirer au milieu des bois pour vivre de baies et de racines ? Ce diplômé en économie a vécu un moment de lucidité philosophique en regardant un reportage sur Gandhi. C’est au détour d’une phrase du sage “Sois le changement que tu veux voir dans le monde”, qu’il s’est décidé à impulser ce changement radical.

Pour avoir travaillé dans des entreprises « éthiques » auparavant, même les systèmes de commerce équitable n’ont trouvé grâce à ses yeux, coupables de reproduire les mêmes effets négatifs sur l’environnement que les multinationales.

Mark a donc commencé par balancer ses cartes de crédit. Désolé de ne plus pouvoir contrôler les effets de ses actes d’achat, il coupe tout lien avec la société de consommation. Aussi longtemps que l’argent intervient dans le pourvoi d’un service, d’un bien, Mark considère que cela n’est pas sain. Le mouvement de la décroissance a déjà théorisé cette façon de voir les choses, en proposant un mouvement dans lequel « moins, c’est mieux ».

 

Suicide social ? Isolement reconnectant ?

Le plus difficile lorsqu’on vit sans argent ? Certainement le lien social. Difficile, lorsqu’on vit dans une ferme, que l’on se lave les dents avec des os de seiches et des graines de fenouil, de trouver une copine et de continuer à voir ses amis.

Mark n’a pourtant pas renoncé à vivre sur ce mode frugal. Il veut continuer à animer la communauté qu’il a créée en 2007 : Freeconomy Community qui pratique le troc, et alimenter le blog http://www.justfortheloveofit.org/ qui lui permet de raconter ses aventures. Les recettes du livre « L’homme sans argent » sorti hier en Angleterre sur son expérience seront reversées à sa communauté.

Mark Boyle, un ancien homme d'affaires âgé de 28 ans originaire de Bristol, à l'ouest de l'Angleterre, envisage de parcourir à pied 14.500 kilomètres, pour achever son périple à Porbandar, lieu de naissance du Mahatma Gandhi, sur la côte ouest de l'Inde.

A raison de 25 à 75 kilomètres par jour, en passant par la France, l'Italie, l'Europe de l'Est, l'Iran, l'Afghanistan et le Pakistan, il espère atteindre son but d'ici deux ans et demi.

"J'ai de l'écran solaire, un bon couteau, une cuillère, des pansements... pas de carte bancaire, pas de travellers chèques, pas de compte en banque, zéro. Je ne toucherai pas à l'argent tout du long", a-t-il déclaré à la BBC radio.

 

"Je vais commencer à écrire un nouveau chapitre de ma vie. A partir de maintenant, je m'efforcerai de ne plus toucher à l'argent", a-t-il repris sur son blog.

Décrivant son voyage comme un "pèlerinage", il a indiqué à la BBC vouloir promouvoir une "philosophie de la récolte", où les gens s'entraident.

"Ma mère et mon père parlent tout le temps d'une époque en Irlande où les gens se réunissaient pour participer ensemble à la récolte, et où aucun argent ne changeait de main", a-t-il raconté.

"Mais maintenant, mes vieux me disent qu'à la maison ils ne connaissent plus personne dans les rues, la porte est toujours fermée".

"Mon message est de dire que nous devons revenir à une période où ces portes étaient ouvertes et à un mode de vie plus communautaire", a ajouté Mark Boyle. qui s'inquiète plus de l'accueil qu'il pourrait recevoir en Europe qu'en Asie.

 

Le premier obstacle sera le passage de la Manche vers la France. "Je vais m'approcher du gars derrière le comptoir et juste lui expliquer ce que je fais, lui dire avec autant de passion que possible".

Et si ça marche pas, il essaiera encore et encore. "Si je dois passer deux ans et demi à montrer à quelqu'un combien je suis convaincu par ce que je fais, alors c'est deux ans et demi bien employés".

How to live a money-less life by Mark Boyle

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyqavzuFZ3c

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I live without cash – and I manage just fine - Armed with a caravan, solar laptop and toothpaste made from washed-up cuttlefish bones, Mark Boyle gave up using cash - Mark Boyle (or Saoirse, as he is now known) has set out to walk 12,000km to Gandhi's birthplace in India. His mission? To prove that his dream of living in a money-free community really does have legs

http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/green-living-blog

In six years of studying economics, not once did I hear the word "ecology". So if it hadn't have been for the chance purchase of a video called Gandhi in the final term of my degree, I'd probably have ended up earning a fine living in a very respectable job persuading Indian farmers to go GM, or something useful like that. The little chap in the loincloth taught me one huge lesson – to be the change I wanted to see in the world. Trouble was, I had no idea back then what that change was.

After managing a couple of organic food companies made me realise that even "ethical business" would never be quite enough, an afternoon's philosophising with a mate changed everything. We were looking at the world's issues – environmental destruction, sweatshops, factory farms, wars over resources – and wondering which of them we should dedicate our lives to. But I realised that I was looking at the world in the same way a western medical practitioner looks at a patient, seeing symptoms and wondering how to firefight them, without any thought for their root cause. So I decided instead to become a social homeopath, a pro-activist, and to investigate the root cause of these symptoms.

 

One of the critical causes of those symptoms is the fact we no longer have to see the direct repercussions our purchases have on the people, environment and animals they affect. The degrees of separation between the consumer and the consumed have increased so much that we're completely unaware of the levels of destruction and suffering embodied in the stuff we buy. The tool that has enabled this separation is money.

If we grew our own food, we wouldn't waste a third of it as we do today. If we made our own tables and chairs, we wouldn't throw them out the moment we changed the interior decor. If we had to clean our own drinking water, we probably wouldn't contaminate it.

So to be the change I wanted to see in the world, it unfortunately meant I was going to have to give up cash, which I initially decided to do for a year. I got myself a caravan, parked it up on an organic farm where I was volunteering and kitted it out to be off-grid. Cooking would now be outside – rain or shine – on a rocket stove; mobile and laptop would be run off solar; I'd use wood I either coppiced or scavenged to heat my humble abode, and a compost loo for humanure.

 

Food was the next essential. There are four legs to the food-for-free table: foraging wild food, growing your own, bartering, and using waste grub, of which there is loads. On my first day, I fed 150 people a three-course meal with waste and foraged food. Most of the year, though, I ate my own crops.

To get around, I had a bike and trailer, and the 34-mile commute to the city doubled up as my gym subscription. For loo roll I'd relieve the local newsagents of its papers (I once wiped my arse with a story about myself); it's not double-quilted, but I quickly got used to it. For toothpaste I used washed-up cuttlefish bone with wild fennel seeds, an oddity for a vegan.

What have I learned? That friendship, not money, is real security. That most western poverty is of the spiritual kind. That independence is really interdependence. And that if you don't own a plasma screen TV, people think you're an extremist.

 

People often ask me what I miss about my old world of lucre and business. Stress. Traffic jams. Bank statements. Utility bills.

Well, there was the odd pint of organic ale with my mates down the local.

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Step this way for an alternative economy

 

Mark Boyle (or Saoirse, as he is now known) has set out to walk 12,000km to Gandhi's birthplace in India. His mission? To prove that his dream of living in amoney-free community really does have legs.

I am worried about his feet. As soon as he comes into sight I am peering downwards, and he obligingly sticks out a Birkenstock-clad foot for a closer look: the "boys", as he calls them on his blog, have become famous in their own right. After two weeks of solid walking from his starting point in Bristol - 20-25 miles a day - a fungal infection has got hold of the nail on the big toe of the right foot and it is lifting right away. Saoirse (or Mark Boyle, as he was christened) says he might just rip the whole thing off.

"It's all right," he says. "I've got blisters, but bombs are falling on Iraq."

There is plenty more to worry about, and something about this man - his gentleness, his overactive conscience, his poor feet - brings out all my maternal instincts. Saoirse, 28, still has another two and a half years of walking to go, carrying no money and very few possessions, and relying just on the kindness and generosity of strangers and contacts that he has made through his website, along a hair-raising route through France, Italy, Slovenia, Croatia, Serbia, Bulgaria, Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan and Pakistan, to the ultimate destination: Gandhi's birthplace in India. He is undertaking this extraordinary pilgrimage to promote the idea of "freeconomy", a web-based money-free community.

 

It all began when Saoirse (Gaelic for "freedom" and pronounced "sear-shuh") was studying business and economics at Galway University. "One day I watched the film Gandhi, and it just changed the whole course of my life. I took the next day off lectures to start reading about him, and after that I just couldn't read enough, it made me see the whole world in a different way."

 

Gandhi's exhortation to "be the change you want to see in the world" had particular meaning for him, and then, a few years later, "I was sitting with a couple of friends and we were talking, as usual, about all the things that are going wrong - sweatshops, war and famine etc. And I realised that the root of all our problems is all the fear and insecurity and greed that manifests itself in our quest formoney. So what would happen if you just got rid of money?"

The idea behind the Freeconomy website (justfortheloveofit.org) is that you sign up and list all the available skills and abilities and tools you have, and donate them to others. In return you may make use of other people's skills, a bit like Local Exchange Trading Schemes (letslinkuk.org) which have been running for almost two decades. For example, people borrow power tools, have haircuts ("I'm surprised how many people are getting their haircut through it, actually," says Saoirse. "I wouldn't have thought a haircut would have been the first thing you'd have looked for"), or get help on their allotments. For Saoirse, his Freeconomy website and pilgrimage are only the first steps towards his long-term vision to nurture money-free communities where people will live and work and care for each other.

 

When I meet him in a cafe in Brighton as he is heading to a ferry port to take him across the Channel, he strikes me as an idealist who is going to come unstuck somewhere along the way. I ask anxiously about his planning for the journey, and he says that he is leaving it all in the hands of fate. So far, he has been in places where his friends and fellow Freeconomists can help him, so mainly he has had arrangements for places to sleep and eat. Otherwise, he tries to talk to people, to explain what he is doing and hope that they will help him out - his T-shirt says, in big letters, "Community Pilgrim". He has had one bad night already; in Dorchester, he ran out of food and got there too late to find shelter and had to camp by the road. He admits that he had been briefly tempted to turn around and go home.

But his faith in human kindness, rather worryingly, seems to know no bounds. He says he is just going to talk to people and try to persuade them to assist him. Most of the people who meet him along the way will see that he is sincere, if a little unusual. Let's hope so, anyway, as his itinerary is certainly challenging - and he does not have a single visa.

"They don't give visas more than three months in advance," he says, "so I thought I would just go for it."

 

Will countries such as Iran and Afghanistan just let a westerner - even a gentle hippy such as Saoirse - stroll in? Is there a back-up plan? He says he doesn't really have one because that would be "contrary to the spirit of the thing".

What does his mother think of it all? Apparently, she follows him through the website and is, like his father, fantastically supportive. And is he prepared to be lonely, scared, threatened? He says he has spent the past few months trying to work through the fear, but that he now "just has to do it".

Once I suppress my concerns for his welfare, I find myself thinking that, actually, it is only our cynical, secular age that finds the idea of a pilgrimage odd. Spiritual voyages are built into every religion and, for most believers, Saoirse's faith - that he will be looked after, that it will turn out OK, that this is a good thing to do for humanity - is not odd at all. Other cultures accept the idea of a "good" person, a saint or a prophet: they offer monasteries and disciplines within which to work. But in the western world, the world of the selfish gene, extreme goodness is, according to Richard Dawkins at least, "a misfiring, even a perversion of the Darwinian take on niceness ... from a Darwinian point of view, human super-niceness is just plain dumb". But here it is on a pavement in Brighton.

 

After nearly an hour's talking, Saoirse is starting to look tired: he makes one final attempt to explain what drives him. "Look, if I've got £100 in the bank and somebody in India dies because they needed some money, then, in a way, the responsibility of that person's death is on me. That's very hardcore, I know, but I've got more than I need and that person needed it. And if you know that, then you've either got to do something about it, or you have to wake up every morning and look at yourself in the mirror."

 

His eyes are now red-rimmed, I think with emotion and exhaustion. We say our goodbyes. And I cannot help noticing that he is limping. Those poor, poor feet.

 

 

 
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