Most TV watchers have probably seen this Pedigree commercial. It actually makes me cry EVERY time I see it. I can't wait till I live in a house where I can adopt dogs (and cows, and pigs, and chickens...).
So how about this asteroid that may or may not hit the Earth on April 14, 2036? What's up with that? First Anna Nicole dies, then Britney shaves her head, and now an ASTEROID? It must be armageddon. Where is Bruce Willis when we need him?
"The decision to eat or not to eat animal products should not be regarded as a mere personal "food" choice. This perpetuates the view of animals as material objects, rather than as fellow creatures with precious lives of their own. It hides the fact that in choosing to consume animal products one chooses a life based on slavery and violence." - Karen Davis, United Poultry Concerns
Getting all worked up again. Getting really angry at people who eat meat. Happens regularly. So what if your parents or society says it's "normal", so was slavery way back when. So was the mass killing of Jews. At least they didn't eat the Jews.
Every time a person purchases meat and puts it in their mouth, that person is saying "I SUPPORT ANIMAL ABUSE! I support it so strongly that I will donate money to the people who perform this abuse on my behalf!" There is no way around that fact. As informed people know, the slaughter of an animal is often the LEAST of the suffering it endures. Why keep contributing when you know it's wrong to abuse animals?
Here is a quote from someone's response on Yahoo!Answers that caught my eye. It's an opinion on this TIRED question:
"Q:Why do vegetarians think that they are not cruel? Vegetarians think that non-veg are cruel because they are killing animals? But vegetables are also live."
"A: Yes, but it's rubbish to use that as a reason to sponsor cruelty, death, tourture and abuse.
This is just a cliched arguement used by meateaters to obsolve themselves from their own guilt.
To be honest, it's boring and lacks imagination.
Why not mention canine teeth, the bible says so, it tastes good, where would all the animals go......and get all the cliches done in one go.
Plants have no nervous system nor central processing system with which to process pain.
Are some meateaters really so daft that they cannot see the difference between a cow and a daffodil ???"
All those god damned cliche arguments! All to distract yourself from the fact that you support animal abuse daily when you buy and eat meat. I also have a long answer on there that seems to be getting votes. It is good to spread information and try to answer questions, but at the same time visiting that site and seeing the brainlessness and misinformation really aggravates me.
Been thinking ahead about what I want to focus on when I transfer to a four year school. I like the idea of majoring in Education and minoring in Environmental Science (focusing on environmental education). But then there's also the whole Divinity route that's becoming a bigger and bigger aspect of my daily life and my plans for the future. Decisions, decisions. I think ultimately the education I want to work with will be spiritually influenced and definitely environmentally influenced. To me it's all related. I wonder if I can do the BA in Education, minor in Env. Science, and then get my Master's in Divinity. Or maybe I have to major/minor in something religion-oriented. Taking that route I would like to get the Master's from Harvard Divinity School. Yeah, I can dream - dreams do come true if you want them to. HDS has a pretty impressive alumni list, including Ralph Waldo Emerson (who was a major influence of Ernest Holmes).
One opportunity I would love as an environmental science student is to do a summer internship at the Vince Shute Wildlife Sanctuary. It's a black bear reserve where they have (controversially) set up summer feeding stations for the bears and protected viewing areas for the public. The sanctuary is 50 years old and as generations of bears have been coming each summer, they see it fit to continue. As an intern you work up close and personal with the bears while maintaining food stations and doing general clean up and manual labor. They are wild animals of course, but interns are trained to deal with bears in emergency situations (there is a liability release form though - obviously). We also get to work with the public, educating about the bears and local environmental concerns. Also, the intern cabins have no electricity or running water - sounds like a dream to me. Absolutely no sarcasm here. Last year's Sundance taught me the absolute beauty of having the sun be your only clock, and rising and setting with the sun. Getting dirty and working your muscles while watching wild animals all day, group meals and campfires by night - an absolute dream! I'll make it happen. This is me.
I've been noticing something lately. A bit of an epidemic - possibly pandemic - and certainly not endemic to us youthful ones. It's the apostrophe-S, or rather *'S*. Way too many people seem to be clueless as to where the apostrophe-s should be used. It is correct in the case of abbreviating "__something__ is" - "he is" = "he's". It is correct when indicating possession, such as "shoes that belong to Jenna" = "Jenna's shoes". In the case of "it" it gets a tad trickier, but still simple. "It's" = "it is" and when something belongs to "it" it's "its". Get it? APOSTROPHE-S NEVER MEANS PLURAL - except in a couple RARE exceptions. It is generally accepted for articulating the plural of an abbreviation like "CD's" or "DVD's" or the numerical form of a decade - "1960's". THAT'S IT!
Apparently this most disagreeable phenomenon has not gone unnoticed by linguistic purists and just plain educated folk, as the bastard punctuation actually has a name! The greengrocer's apostrophe! Thanks to improper use by small businesses and roadside stands it ends up blasted from one misguided person to millions across the internet. "FRESH HOT DOG'S" is WRONG. It should be illegal. Seriously.
Wow. Well it's pretty obvious I don't come around here much anymore. I stop in once or twice a year for old time's sake it seems. I've just been looking back at my early entries here, and jeeeez. I started this thing over THREE YEARS ago in October 2003 (also known as The Month My Very First Boyfriend Dumped Me So He Could Fuck Someone Else). At least he had the courtesy to break up with me first? Let's hope so. Obviously I was full to the brim with angst and despair, and desperate attempts at understanding and transformation - so I had a lot to say, and the anger-fueled energy to type it with. I read those entries and I'm thinking "Wow, isn't she eloquent for an eighteen year old!". It makes me want to write again. But it's a little sad, because looking back here I see how many people have abandoned their journals, saying goodbye with that one final entry (usually dated years ago) or just deleting everything completely. Some cool people too, that I never got to know in real life. Those people were my audience and I loved them. Oh, of course that's "not what a journal is about" but yeah, it actually is. You yourself are part of the audience, maybe your future self. But the desire to make your absolute real everyday truth sound interesting compells you to do your best work. If I did start writing again, who would be listening? Me in three years I guess. Welcome back.
Unfortunately one of my hamsters - Tulip - passed away this morning. She reached the ripe old age of two. She was a really sweet, smart hamster and once her vet said Tulip was the most beautiful hamster she had ever seen. She was. Tulip lived a good long life.
He's moved on to greener swamps. Many people made fun of him, but Steve Irwin had an open enthusiasm for the natural world rivaled by none. He really meant well, and helped countless children get excited about the environment. He was stabbed in the heart by a stringray this morning while filming a documentary and is reported to have died. Perhaps it's just the kind of crazy end he would be proud of.
I have not eaten meat in six years. And yes, chicken is meat and fish is meat.
Nutritionally it's all very lacking compared to alternatives, and the animal issues are obvious. There's no good reason to eat any of it.
You need protein? You have a vast array of truly delicious soy-based products to choose from. Just ask for recommendations on what's good, because just like any other food, there's a lot of good and a lot of not-so-good.
Need omega-3's? 6's? Flaxseed oil caplets are the way to go.
The list goes on and on...
Alas, to each his own.
I have never been one of those people who verbally assaults a person eating meat ever ever ever. But it's starting to bother me more and more. The idea of contributing to needless suffering so directly, then eating the results is not something I could live with. Not ever.
Please excuse the weird look (funky colors, lame-o userpics) while I find the time to update this journal to make it more representative of where I'm at right now - not where I was at two years ago. Times change (thank the lord!).
Gee, it sure has been awhile - turned 21 about a month ago. Now I get to continue being an adult. Awesome. School, work, school, work. You know how it is. Currently... One of my favorite pets died today. The prettiest, smartest, friendliest, most curious, most lovable white rat I've known - her name was My Big Girl(That I Love) and she was about 3 years old, a very respectable age for a domestic rat. She's had mammary tumor problems for a while. In November she was on death's door, but she made this hugely impressive recovery and has been wonderful even as her new tumor got pretty big. She has continued to be herself lately but the size of the tumor was really getting obscene. I found myself quietly hoping she would go ahead and move on to another existence when she was ready - without the time coming for me to have her put down. I found her in the morning and she looked peaceful, just lying on her side almost like sleeping but less curled up. The most notable thing was her little clenched fist.
Still trying to grasp this concept of her being 'dead'. She is so completely with me.
Truly rats can often be like wee little dogs who really bond with you and get excited about you, and impress you with their intelligence and intuition. I have several rats now (Honey, Baby & Norris) and I have mourned several in the past. I also currently have six unique hamsters (Thomas Edison, Panda, Honey Ham, Tulip, Creamy & Hammy Jr.) and two delightful guinea pigs (Eleanor Pigby & Penny Lane Pinecone), and I have known many other animals throughout my life. With all the lovely little beings I've encountered, I have never felt before the way I feel about My Big Girl That I Love. Nothing compares.
I just turned 20 recently. Very interesting (or is it?). I haven't been a teenager for a long time so no big whoop there, but it's weird how one little day can make you think about your life so much. I had a wonderful time in Boston yesterday. My friend Katherine's mother took us to go shopping and eating and all that girly stuff. Sometimes I don't know how to feel when people treat me so nicely like that. I think it messes with my usually firm mindset about how i'm the one who has to be the mother for myself since my mom's gone. It reminds me that what is so unusual for me is normal for others. I think that as well adjusted as i am, i still have some resentment about the fact that most people i know still have moms that are alive. You may not always get along with her, but appreciate what you've got folks. Well, everything that is is meant to be. I am actually very happy, and I finally feel like I'm on the right track to where I want to be. Of course, figuring out where i want to be has been the key element in that. I just look at the trees and I know. I bless everything and I am blessed. Happy birthday me!
Festival Express is an amazing movie. Actually it's more of an amazing, well-edited documentary because it's all real footage of this concert train (the Festival Express) that went through Canada in 1970. Crazy. You won't find this in the big theaters. Who ever thought that Janis Joplin and Jerry Garcia made up songs together with a bunch of other musicians on a train? I sure didn't. If you like good music performed with emotion, or have any interest in the late sixties counterculture, this movie is worth seeing. I saw it at The Screening Room in Newburyport on the final night it was playing, and i was probably the youngest person there (i am 19). Aging hippies and former hippies rocking out and clapping after the concert footage, especially after some gems by Janis. To me, she was the highlight of the movie, but the whole experience was quite wonderful. See it.
You know how when you imagine doing something really mean to get revenge and it makes you smile that wonderful smile. God that evil smile feels so good, especially to someone like me who used to get pretty mean but now has the big fat man named Karma sitting on my head all the time. Evil only in my head... no one knows~