David Ernest Busch
My mother died when I was 6. It was very traumatic. I went to Santa Ana Community College as a Communications major with an emphasis in journalism. I began to think my college experience was teaching me what to think instead of how to think. I took a job as a driver for a dialysis clinic. I drove dialysis patients to the clinic. I spent my free time visiting libraries. My favorite writers were Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving, Viktor Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning, Desmond Morris’ The Naked Ape and Edward Bellamy’s Looking Backward, a uniquely positive vision of our future unlike 1984 or Brave New World which point us not to our hopes but our fears about the future.
After working as an auto and bus mechanic for 20 years, 10 as a union mechanic, I returned to writing. I worked in the family business until it failed in 1992. I was 37. I started living in my car.
80% of my meals the past 20 years have come from dumpsters in part because I refuse to take money from the government because conservatives are always accusing poor people of taking handouts. So I only eat food that society throws away. I also organize 4 different “Food Not Bombs” collectives. They are a global anarchist movement. When I was a working class bus mechanic and a typical American consumer, I would go to a market and buy foods advertisers wanted us to eat and my health was not good. I wasn’t eating nutritious food and my budget didn’t allow me to buy more nutritious organic foods wealthy people could afford. But as a homeless person, I discovered eating from dumpsters of wealthy people’s markets like Whole Foods was healthier than the food marketed to the average American.