R&D · September 28, 2026 · 4 min read

A better harvest for the cooperative: better for every member too?

We coordinate plots, crews and milling in a simulated 300-member cooperative. Total value improves, but settlement rules and bottlenecks change who gains.

A better harvest for the cooperative: better for every member too?

Three growers need the same crew. One has olives ready now, another can wait, and the third is starting to lose fruit to the ground. The order of their phone calls need not be the best picking order. Even if they agreed on one, it would still have to fit the mill’s capacity.

Coordinating a harvest means coordinating limited resources and consequences for different people. Olearia studies this while keeping each member’s own crew, coordinating shared capacity and picking dates. This is a TRL 3 proof of concept with a synthetic 300-member cooperative. We have neither run a pilot nor measured gains in a real cooperative.

The question an average cannot answer

Higher total value does not mean everyone improves. A member may pick early to free capacity for others; another may wait and lose quality. Settlement rules then determine how much of that change reaches each person.

We therefore examine both the collective result and who gains, who loses and by how much. A useful plan must fit the mill and be acceptable to its participants under explicit rules.

The rest is for key holders

The background is open. We share the results, the figures and the full exam with the cooperatives, olive mills and research teams we work with.

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Viento del pueblo · 1937

Aceituneros

Miguel Hernández

Andaluces de Jaén,
aceituneros altivos,
decidme en el alma: ¿quién,
quién levantó los olivos?

No los levantó la nada,
ni el dinero, ni el señor,
sino la tierra callada,
el trabajo y el sudor.

Unidos al agua pura
y a los planetas unidos,
los tres dieron la hermosura
de los troncos retorcidos.

Levántate, olivo cano,
dijeron al pie del viento.
Y el olivo alzó una mano
poderosa de cimiento.

Andaluces de Jaén,
aceituneros altivos,
decidme en el alma, ¿quién
amamantó los olivos?

Vuestra sangre, vuestra vida,
no la del explotador
que se enriqueció en la herida
generosa de sudor.

No la del terrateniente
que os sepultó en la pobreza,
que os pisoteó la frente,
que os redujo la cabeza.

Árboles que vuestro afán
consagró al centro del día
eran principio de un pan
que sólo el otro comía.

¡Cuántos siglos de aceituna,
los pies y las manos presos,
sol a sol y luna a luna,
pesan sobre vuestros huesos!

Andaluces de Jaén,
aceituneros altivos,
pregunta mi alma: ¿de quién,
de quién son estos olivos?

Jaén, levántate brava
sobre tus piedras lunares,
no vayas a ser esclava
con todos tus olivares.

Dentro de la claridad
del aceite y sus aromas,
indican tu libertad
la libertad de las lomas.

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