Countries doing it right.
I keep forgetting to bring my camera to work. I only remember when I walk in and see all the beautiful colors…red, white, pink, and green! They’re turning!
Some cool websites my teacher showed us today. You visit and answer trivia quesiosn and each time you answer (right or wrong) 10 pieces of kibble are donated to an animal shelter or 10 pieces of rice are donated to The World Food Programme.
The animal one was created by a 12 year-old that was inspired by the rice website.
Almost started crying during class thinking about all the cats that need homes. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
It’s been so long since I’ve posted anything, that I forgot how. I’m having a hard time dealing with my new living situation, but not for reasons that are typical. At least I don’t think they are. (I also have a hard time with commas…better get that under control before becoming a teacher…)
I’ve spent the last 3 years either living with organic farmers or myself. I’ve been immersed in a small, but growing, sector of society where everyone kind of thinks the same way. It’s been hard being thrown back into mainstream American culture. I don’t feel like I fit in.
I’m used to people that cringe when something isn’t composted and for that very reason, smelly trash isn’t really a reality. What is this smelly trash can? It’s gross. Why don’t they compost? Why all of the sudden is it weird that I compost food?
I’m not used to living in a house with air-conditioning. Is 75 degrees low? Is asking for the thermostat to be on 78 outrageous? I honestly don’t know. I also don’t want to spend all my money on utilities. This house is 3500 square feet…it takes a lot of energy to cool a house this big.
What is this microwave contraption? And how does one trust what goes on inside of it?
That’s really all I have at the moment. These are first world problems, I know. Which makes me feel worse that I stress over them. At least everyone is nice and cleanly. No drama.
If indeed we love humanity, if we want to cooperate in the initiation of the new era that is beginning, then it is necessary for an intimate and intelligent transformation to happen voluntarily within each individual.
I was putting some books away at work today and noticed that one of them was the new Michael Pollan book, Cooked. I’ve been reading it for a few minutes and found something that I really like. It reminds me of the general theme of The Unsettling of America: Culture and Agriculture by Wendell Berry. (That’s the book that made me want to be an organic farmer…so good.)
"Here in a nutshell is the classic argument for the division of labor, which, as Adam Smith and countless others have pointed out, has given us many of the blessings of civilization. It is what allows me to make a living sitting at this screen writing, while others grow my food, sew my clothes, and supply the energy that lights and heats my house. I can probably earn more in an hour of writing or even teaching than I could save in a whole week of cooking. Specialization is undeniably a powerful social and economic force. And yet it is also debilitating. It breeds helplessness, dependence, and ignorance and, eventually, it undermines any sense of responsibility."
I need to say that I am so sick of seeing people on their smartphones. Every second, chin to chest, eyes focused, thumbs scrolling and tapping.
I had a three hour class last semester so we had a break in the middle of it. I looked up and every single person was on their phone. The room was completely silent. Not one person had their head up. How are you even supposed to make friends now when no one talks to one another because they have Angry Birds or whatever that is called to occupy their time? “Oh, sorry to interrupt your game, but I would like to strike up a friendly conversation.” I mean you can’t even comment on a book someone is reading because they’re reading it on a piece of plastic that hides the title.
I’m just sick of it. I’m sick of people saying that XYZ is so expensive and then whipping out their smart phone that probably costs over $1000 a year to have. God forbid you can’t check facebook for 3 hours. Or you have to make plans with someone and then risk that there may be someone better texting you to hang out!
I get these fantasies about grabbing smart phones out of people’s hands and throwing them against the wall (the phones, not the people).
I guess I just don’t get it. I’m going to feel like such a flake when I eventually get one. I’m sure they are really cool and helpful…but I’m just so sick of it.