Twin Oaks is the largest American income-sharing community, and their
labour system seems to have been working well for forty years now.
Everyone is expected to perform a certain number of hours of work every
week, but there's a lot of flexibility for the individual to determine
what kind of work they want to do, when they want to do it, and who they
want to do it with. Most people move around a lot so that they don't get
too bored with any one particular set of tasks.
Impressively, the farm grows at least 50% of the food calories that its
members eat on site. In addition to their vegetable gardens, they have a
tofu, tempeh, and TVP processing plant that provides a high-protein diet
and a stable source of income to Twin Oaks. They also process their own
emotional baggage, so tensions between members aren't left to fester under
the rug, they're debated and mediated publicly.
Unlike the kibbutz model, Twin Oaks is not state-supported: no one paid
for roads, electricity, plumbing or any other infrastructure to be
installed. As a result, it doesn't look like a subdivision, every
building was designed by consensus and built by members with sweat equity.
But over the decades, the structures have started to weather and show
wear and tear, and since it's not government-subsidized, items aren't
replaced immediately. It doesn't matter too much if your clothes have
holes in them, but you can't continually patch up a kitchen when it starts
to show its age.
Instead of autonomous units or one gargantuan boarding house, Twin Oakers
live in SLG's -- Small Living Groups. The population of the farm is
divided up in to smaller sub-groups of around a dozen people that occupy a
single building. Every pod also has its own bathroom, living room, and
kitchen, and each person has their own bedroom or roughly equal size,
regardless of seniority or marital status. Every SLG has a particular
flavour and its own set of norms that are decided on democratically.
This system is excellent for ecological reasons because all of the
expensive systems that are parcelled out in a typical nuclear family home
for four people are used by three times that number of inhabitants.
There's always someone to hang out with, and there's usually something
cooking on the stove. There's less space to clean, and you can always
retreat back into your bedroom if you want some quiet time to be by
yourself.
But there is one area where Twin Oaks does not receive a passing grade:
sewage. Since the bathrooms are shared by many people, there is an
open-door policy; meaning that one person could be showering while another
is brushing their teeth at the sink, while a third is taking a dump,
separated only by a flimsy translucent curtain. This is even the case in
the dining hall, where the toilet is separated only by salloon-style
swinging half-doors.
The shitty situation is further complicated by the fact that the sewage
system is plugged up in several places, so the shit doesn't always go
down. And what's worse is that people leave their pee in the toilet to
smell up the whole residence. ÊI respect the fact that they're not
flushing in order to conserve water, but in that case they should either
install a unisex urinal, or else just pee outside in the bushes, watering
the garden. There's no logical reason to let it ferment amonious
resentment.
Coming from the Middle East, I've also found some core cultural
differences around fecal matters. For example, sometimes you want to wipe
your bum with water after a particularly problematic poop. Now it's bad
enough that everyone's going to hear the obscene sounds coming out of your
anus. And it's one thing for people to see my naked body when I elegantly
step out of the shower, glistening in all its glory. But its another
thing entirely to be leaning over the sink, wiping your ass with your
hand, and then have someone walk in on you halfway through. Nuh-uh, not
happening.
Although I did put in a shift at the Sewage Treatment Plant shoveling
shit, I don't mean to put too much emphasis on the community's bowel
movements. Ultimately, I quite enjoyed my time at Twin Oaks, it features
all of the positive aspects of a traditional kibbutz, without any of the
nationalist overtones. It's a relief to be able to plug into an
egalitarian system, do my duties, and have the rest of the day off to
contemplate the mysteries of the universe in the last of the hippie
communes.