Wednesday, July 16, 2014

To my blog followers

Thank you for joining this weird little blog.
You give me hope and joy in this wicked world.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Saturday, May 31, 2014


I started following Bill McKibbon on twitter recently, and he (I think it was him) urged people to check what their bank investments were --and to divest from any contributions to big oil, etc.

So, I went to the bank and requested that a financial planner go over my (puny) retirement investments (puny, because doing a Phd means not having money to invest for a long time--but look at all my books!!)

Anyway, I met with this planner on Friday and said, "Please go through my mutual funds and make sure nothing is going to Monsanto, any kind of industrial animal agriculture, pig, chicken companies, etc,"

I thought he might give me a hard time--say something about having to comb through something insanely complex.  Or eye-roll me or something.  But no! He said, "of course! I'm hearing more about this. I won't give any of those industries my money either. If I eat meat, I get it from a farmer I know."

Whole conversation led to not eating animals at all, planting gardens, etc.


Friday, May 23, 2014

An imperative

"This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals" (Walt Whitman).

Thursday, May 22, 2014

My vegetarian child, part 100

She is turning 8 soon.
She has made friends at school with another girl who is vegetarian too.  The only one, she thinks.
"She doesn't know about gelatin," my kid says. "I'm going to tell her."
Sure, tell her.
My kid had one of her Animal Rights Melt Downs two weeks ago.  It started with her refusal of gummy candy at school, which is given as a treat for completing math work.  (Ridiculous on so many levels).
"Why can't they remember to bring vegetarian treats? WHY?"
Me: I'll take you out for a treat when you hit your math goals.
"Why do people eat animals? If I were ruler of the world, nobody would be allowed, or maybe once/ week, but that's it!"
Then the crying, sobbing, at the injustice of it all, which started with the gummy bears and progressed.
Darling Husband staring darkly at me the whole time.
Me: "What? We weren't going to raise her vegetarian/vegan? How was I supposed to predict her compassionate nature? She could've rebelled from the start. Who knew?"
Also, please... Kid gets birthday cake, pizza at school etc.
She knows what vegan cooking is, but not what a caged veal calf is.
Too much right now.
It's not like she is deprived.

Meanwhile, at the dentist the other day--both the dentist and the assistant express shock that she doesn't eat meat (animals).  Like it's child abuse or something.
"Do you give her vitamins?"  With such sad looks on their faces.
It was quite comical.
Oh, yes, multi-vitamins.  Lots of protein in plants.

Meanwhile, my golden-haired, tall child is the picture of health and beauty.
She gets it from her mom's side, of course ;)