Under the Canopy

 I've been participating in a book study on Jonathan Haidt's The Righteous Mind (Why good people are divided by politics and religion) .  A lot of our discussion has revolved around individualistic versus community orientations.  This morning as I sipped my coffee, poured from the communal coffee urn, I pondered the moral implications of Keurig coffee.   Some of my earliest memories are of large extended family gatherings where aunts and uncles argued over coffee.  They could tell at first taste who had won the race to the coffee urn (borrowed from the church for the duration) and made the coffee.  Long before I had my first taste of coffee, I could rank my aunts and uncles in order based on how strong or weak they drank their coffee.  No matter what time we arrived, there would be a hot pot of coffee on the burner or being brewed.  Coffee was an all day drink and 'decaf' was not part of the vocabulary.  After the kids were put to bed, t...