Made In The U.S.A.

An American manufacturer needs your help.

In Resources on June 2, 2011 at 2:12 pm

Today I received this email from Nova Lee, a young entrepreneur trying to fulfill her American manufacturing dream. She’s looking for our help.

“I am attempting to make an American made product and am needing public support to make it happen. The product is a reusable 16 oz cup that collapses down to under 2 inches and fits in your pocket. We call it HicCup. Take a look at this video and spread the word. What we need is is to raise 20k dollars to pay for the mold, which costs 45k. I’ve raised 25k and now I need help raising the rest. To accomplish this I will need to pre-sell 1667 cups at a price of 14$.¬†Thanks for any support you can send my way and thank you for promoting products made in America!”

So if you’re looking for an environmentally friendly reusable plastic cup, or if you just want to help a young lady manufacture her product in the USA, visit her web site at www.budastar.com to help.

One more thing.

In Adventures on January 11, 2010 at 8:24 pm

My previous post was also going to be my last, but then I decided I’d better tell you about one more thing: what it’s like to go shopping after a year of buying only American-made goods.

It’s a trip.

I found myself standing in the grocery store, looking at all the things I’d avoided for a year. Olive oil. Avocados. Certain varieties of vegetables and fruits. Junk.

So.

In Adventures on January 9, 2010 at 12:52 am

Limiting consumption. That’s really what buying American is all about. A more conscientious method of buying. Awareness. It ain’t about the economy. It won’t save jobs. Do you realize how impossible it would be to convince someone to pay $8 an hour for American labor instead of 70 cents for that same hour in China? Even if you wanted it seven times as good and were willing to pay that exorbitant premium for higher quality, you’d still be better off paying those inexpensive hands to do it. This is what you learn buying greeting cards, or books, or games. It’s what I know, now, after a year of trying to convince myself otherwise.