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White House Petition of the Day: Make Legislators Wear Logos of Corporate Backers
The latest brilliant idea to come out of We The People website is this petition suggesting that lawmakers should be required to be more transparent about their financial backers by wearing logos of their corporate “sponsors,” just like the NASCAR drivers do. As of Thursday evening, it has accrued more than 9,000 of the 100,000 signatures it needs to be formally addressed by the White House. GOOD magazine previously explored this idea with photoshopped mockups of New York Senator Charles Schumer and Florida Senator Marco Rubio donning logo patches of their contributors on their suits.
Hat tip goes to Dangerous Minds.
My mom brought me some cream cheese this weekend. So I went and bought rice cakes and smothered one in it. This has been one of my all-time favorite snacks for my entire life. I’m pretty sure it was my Aunt Linda who made it for me when I was little. Peanut butter gave me migraines for a long time, so we had to find something else. I don’t think I even had a PPJ sandwich until college…
Had an irritating conversation with someone. I’ve become somewhat vocal about my thoughts regarding what we’re feeding children and the state of our school system. How are kids expected to sit in a chair and learn for 8 hours when they’re fed sugar for breakfast and fat/oil/shitty boiled greenbeans for lunch. No wonder 1/4 of us are on anti-depressants. We feel like shit because we eat too much shit. ANYWAY. I said something to this effect.
During the break I walked down to get a drink and started talking with the kid that sits next to me in class. And when I say kid, I mean just got out of high school like a year ago. A kid.
He asked me with genuine interest if I was a vegetarian. I told him I used to be, and I still pretty much am and bordering on vegan territory, but I don’t call myself a vegetarian. I wanted to tell him that the last time I ate meat I didn’t poop for almost 3 days, but I thought that might be too much information for our first chat.I didn’t really want to be pegged as that weird older girl in class that tells you about her poop. But poop is a great indicator of health. I learned that on Oprah.
He proceeded to say, “Oh you’re going to hate what I had for dinner last night. A huge steak.” Uh-huh. “Oh it was so good.” Uh-huh.
To this I replied. “No, I don’t think it’s wrong to eat meat, I just think it needs to be done in a correct way. Have you ever killed an animal?” (I mean raised an animal from it’s second day of life and then looked in its eyes and taken a knife and cut its throat and then stuck your hand into it’s body cavity and pulled out its organs? It’s intense.Do you have any idea how long it takes to raise a cow? Do you have any concept of how that animal was raised? How long it took to get that slab of meat that you enjoyed for 20 minutes of your life and that you will soon forget?)
He replied that he had not killed an animal. And I tried to tell him what I said above, but in more approachable terms. Its hard to talk about food issues without alienating people. It’s such a delicate line. Food is the cornerstone of American culture. Mostly shitty food, but there is some really good food out there. And its hard not to start ranting about something you find so important, something that you think could correct so many ills in our society and our world.
How do you start a conversation with a random person, how do you begin to get into the details of the environmental, economic, social, political, ethical, moral and health issues that revolve around the industrial food system. There’s so much to it and its all interrelated. I don’t even understand it all yet.
I don’t know. All I want at this point is for people to just think about it. Look at the pictures of factory farming and decide if you want to participate in that lifestyle. Or look at the health benefits of a mainly vegetarian/vegan diet. Start small and learn. Look it up on your fucking smart phone while you take a shit.
I think the planet is doomed anyway, so I guess it doesn’t really matter. I still don’t want to participate in the structured and industrialized system of animal pain and enslavement. (if you don’t consider slavery as being shoved in a cage for the remainder of your productive egg producing life, aka you die when you don’t lay enough, then please, tell me what that is.)