In the old old days, you’d bring the eggs from your chicken down to the shoemaker and get a pair of shoes for a six week’s supply of eggs (or something like that; who knows what the exchange rate was?). Or you’d have a bumper crop of corn, and make sure you got to Aunt Petunia’s in time for her to knit you a sweater for the coming winter. A month of corn=a warm wool unfashionable sweater.
Slowly, at some point, we created methods to represent value. There was salt, gold, silver and ultimately coins that represented gold and silver, then paper “money.” It’s not really money, just a piece of paper that represents a value we give to it, so we can barter for something. Though we, of course, don’t call that bartering. That’s “buying” or “purchasing.”
Today, there is a whole cash economy where people don’t pay taxes, from tips in restaurants or handling travel bags at hotels to working jobs on the side to the outright criminals stealing goods and fencing them for cash. People don’t report the income to the government. There’s almost a business in trying to avoid taxes, as most people can attest come April 15 and submitting their federal income tax data. We all want to minimize what gets taken from us.
That’s where the new bartering comes in. Rather than go to the ATM for your electronic withdrawal, when you head to the butcher for your select cut of lamb, offer to scrub his floors for a week as payment. See how he reacts to that.
Some form of cash is always going to exist. Experts predicted its demise when credit cards were invented. Same thing when electronic transfers became ubiquitous. Bitcoin and other dark currencies are the newest attempt to remove cash from the economy and the ability to track transactions, but bartering will remain king.
The problem in using bartering is finding out what you do that someone else deems valuable. You must find your value and hone it.
If you dig ditches, offer to put in that septic tank for enough firewood to warm your home in winter. If you repair cars, maybe you give annual free service for an two-year supply of cheese from the local dairy farm.
You must have a tangible, saleable skill though. That’s not true for many of us, so we’d be stuck.
My skill, for example, is writing. Who is going to pay for this? Sure, some people find what I write amusing. Others get a message from the words I commit to the computer screen. You might be moved or take action by what I say. But do my words feed you, clothe you or house you? No. So I would be marginalized.
I’m going to start writing blogs for meals. See how that goes. If you’re willing to feed me for some words, let me know, and I’ll put together a short essay to fit your tastes.
For 75 readers, I expect to get a coupon worth $20 at a high end meat market. For 40 readers, I should receive a $10 gift certificate to Arby’s. 19 Readers=Taco Bell.
The quality of the meal will depend on how many people the analytics say read my column. Open my next piece up and dig in. I’m hungry!