"Living juicy" are current buzzwords meaning engaging fully in life and living each day to the fullest. What living juicy is to you, is, of course, strictly subjective. I find myself going through a mid life review (don't want to say crisis because fortunately, I have come this far without anything that in the big picture, can really be called crises, though this too, is an objective/subjective term). What I have found works for me to keep me vital, happy, content are the following, but by no means all , of course. Perhaps some may resonate with you.
Have the white chocolate peppermint latte instead of just a black coffee
Instead of the French manicure, get purple polish
Grow or buy flowers in the dead of a Minnesota winter
Tell someone working hard at their minimum wage that they do a great job and that they made your day
order dessert
even and especially if its inconvenient to you, reach out and help someone else
color your hair red, even if its just once
wear color instead of your usual black, white, beige wardrobe
if you always read fiction, pick up an autobiography or interesting reference book
go to a psychic
seems cliche, but go barefoot outside
break the bank and buy that miracle cream you've always heard about
wear green eyeshadow, not your usual brown
have a second drink or glass of wine with dinner
go on a vacation and spend at least one night at a wildly expensive hotel
try a massage
surprise a few trick or treaters at Halloween with really BIG candy bars
send an older woman an anonymous shot at a bar
tell someone NO when they ask you to do something you really don't want to do but they've come to expect, don't feel you have to explain why
if you can, adopt one more pet from a shelter or rescue
give $20 to someone randomly, insist you saw it drop out of their coat
instead of the fruit and yogurt, have the biscuits and gravy
lay down in the middle of a really big field
stop and help a turtle cross the road
have a glass of champagne and watch the sunset from somewhere cozy, or if you don't have a view, just watch the world outside soften and go dark
eat the donuts at the staff meeting, don't have them be the white elephants in the room everything is just thinking of and staring at
I have actually done all of these or a variation of these, some repeatedly.After reading a few of my juicy tips, I am sure you can think of your own. Obviously we can't do them ALL every day, we don't want to turn into alcoholic, overweight people who are broke and wearing green eyeshadow, but remember to try something today that brings you joy and makes you feel alive.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Friday, December 27, 2013
The Milk of Human Kindness? soured.....
Last night I got together with a few friends at a local hotspot for happy hour. Another friend had 'put a bug in my ear' that we should get together for a happy hour and I had immediately set about organizing it, including a lighthearted casual posting on my Facebook page about "all women welcome". I had 3 of my friends show up.Very diverse ladies. One is a lead administrator at a Montessori school, one a cafeteria worker and the other an odd jobs /freelance marketing type. Myself,a human services worker.
I consider myself to have highly developed social and facilitation skills so despite the fact the other 3 ladies had never met each other before, I thought the integration was going well. The fact that we were drinking cocktails no doubt eased the introductions and conversation.
Things appeared to be going well when something very bizarre happened.
About an hour into the merrymaking, a woman appeared at the table asking if any of were Eden Prairie alumni. I said yes, she asked what years and we told her. She introduced herself. She was a woman I'd barely been acquainted with in high school. I recall her as being borderline intelligent, one of the people at the high school who were considered 'undesirable' by the typical mean girl social standing. She said she'd run into another alumni earlier in the day who'd been planning on joining us but couldn't due to a work commitment. The other woman had told her we were meeting and encouraged her to join us.
There was an awkward silence as two of my friends weren't from Eden Prairie and the other is not known for her like of female companions in general, the fact that that friend had shown up at all was in itself surprising.
After a few seconds of shocked silence, I warmly offered this new woman a chair and began chatting with her to make her feel welcome and at ease. Perhaps due to my background in mental health work and innate ability to sense energy and patterns, I deduced immediately she was severely mentally ill.
Her thoughts were disorganized, she raced from topic to topic barely stopping to catch a breath. This was more than nervousness. She rapidly dumped out her life story to me, she lived in an apartment in a neighboring town, her children did not speak to her ( I imagine this to be especially painful at Christmas-time), she was unemployed and considering trying to get a certified nursing assistants' license,etc. Being as she had just joined the group and was seated next to me, I took on the burden of talking with her to 'get her up to speed' and integrate her into the group at the table. To my disappointment, the other Eden Prairie gal was obviously rolling her eyes and making barely audible snarky remarks about this newcomer to the women seated at her side. The administrator, who herself has a special needs child, to my amazement,seemed to be following along with it all. I felt that sickening crunch in my gut as I realized these two were acting like classic 'mean girls', like they'd been transported to high school days where girls lurked in packs by the lockers, making fun of anyone who was at all different from themselves.
I considered my options and felt I had none other than to continue chatting with the newcomer until she felt at ease. I thought what courage, maybe foolhardiness, it took for her to come into an upscale restaurant/bar to meet with people she barely knew and some she didn't. From our conversation, it was clear she didn't remember who I was. She kept saying "where were you, you moved in 8th grade" (nope), "some people weren't very nice to you in high school" (probably true, but that happens to everyone in high school and isn't my primary recollection of my time spent there). I told her perhaps she had me confused with someone else as my hair was blonde back then. I didn't color my hair dark til I was 45. She insisted she knew me and I quit trying to dissuade her.
My cafeteria worker friend is a more compassionate type due to , perhaps, struggles in her own life and was gracious enough but the other two continued their quiet mockery. All of a sudden they appeared as people I didn't really know, it was as though I was seeing them for the first time and not liking what was there. Finally, the marketing woman got up and excused herself to leave. The administrator took her leave shortly after. Our little get together had died rather abruptly after the newcomer arrived on the scene. After perhaps another 15 minutes, my friend and I decided to call it quits. I thanked the newcomer for joining us, paid for her drink, and took her phone number which she offered, and gave her mine.
As I walked to the car, I pondered her situation. She had taken a chance, reached out to others in hope and trust. Two of us rose to the occasion, 2 fell. Maybe thats why I am drawn to human service work. Its not in my DNA to not stand up for the underdog. Maybe it springs from a deep seated well in my own subconscious from being raised in a home where conformity was King, emotionalism was punished and kindness towards lesser beings scorned. My mother has a kind heart and a deeply rooted sense of right and wrong which she parlayed into a variety of magnanimous pursuits within the community. Unfortunately my father reigned and he dictated a cruel rule. I often felt abused and emotionally tortured while growing up and perhaps its been one of those back handed hard won gifts, a super developed empathy towards others.
Why is it so very difficult for others to extend a hand in kindness for those who don't fit the average social norms? Its not fair to mark the two women at the table as unnaturally cruel, they do, indeed, represent the standard societal norm. The situation just struck me so very poignantly as it was the day after Christmas. The spirit of Christmas was already dead and gone for these two. The proverbial milk of human kindness soured. I'm not saying I'm better than everyone else. I'm just better than those two.
I consider myself to have highly developed social and facilitation skills so despite the fact the other 3 ladies had never met each other before, I thought the integration was going well. The fact that we were drinking cocktails no doubt eased the introductions and conversation.
Things appeared to be going well when something very bizarre happened.
About an hour into the merrymaking, a woman appeared at the table asking if any of were Eden Prairie alumni. I said yes, she asked what years and we told her. She introduced herself. She was a woman I'd barely been acquainted with in high school. I recall her as being borderline intelligent, one of the people at the high school who were considered 'undesirable' by the typical mean girl social standing. She said she'd run into another alumni earlier in the day who'd been planning on joining us but couldn't due to a work commitment. The other woman had told her we were meeting and encouraged her to join us.
There was an awkward silence as two of my friends weren't from Eden Prairie and the other is not known for her like of female companions in general, the fact that that friend had shown up at all was in itself surprising.
After a few seconds of shocked silence, I warmly offered this new woman a chair and began chatting with her to make her feel welcome and at ease. Perhaps due to my background in mental health work and innate ability to sense energy and patterns, I deduced immediately she was severely mentally ill.
Her thoughts were disorganized, she raced from topic to topic barely stopping to catch a breath. This was more than nervousness. She rapidly dumped out her life story to me, she lived in an apartment in a neighboring town, her children did not speak to her ( I imagine this to be especially painful at Christmas-time), she was unemployed and considering trying to get a certified nursing assistants' license,etc. Being as she had just joined the group and was seated next to me, I took on the burden of talking with her to 'get her up to speed' and integrate her into the group at the table. To my disappointment, the other Eden Prairie gal was obviously rolling her eyes and making barely audible snarky remarks about this newcomer to the women seated at her side. The administrator, who herself has a special needs child, to my amazement,seemed to be following along with it all. I felt that sickening crunch in my gut as I realized these two were acting like classic 'mean girls', like they'd been transported to high school days where girls lurked in packs by the lockers, making fun of anyone who was at all different from themselves.
I considered my options and felt I had none other than to continue chatting with the newcomer until she felt at ease. I thought what courage, maybe foolhardiness, it took for her to come into an upscale restaurant/bar to meet with people she barely knew and some she didn't. From our conversation, it was clear she didn't remember who I was. She kept saying "where were you, you moved in 8th grade" (nope), "some people weren't very nice to you in high school" (probably true, but that happens to everyone in high school and isn't my primary recollection of my time spent there). I told her perhaps she had me confused with someone else as my hair was blonde back then. I didn't color my hair dark til I was 45. She insisted she knew me and I quit trying to dissuade her.
My cafeteria worker friend is a more compassionate type due to , perhaps, struggles in her own life and was gracious enough but the other two continued their quiet mockery. All of a sudden they appeared as people I didn't really know, it was as though I was seeing them for the first time and not liking what was there. Finally, the marketing woman got up and excused herself to leave. The administrator took her leave shortly after. Our little get together had died rather abruptly after the newcomer arrived on the scene. After perhaps another 15 minutes, my friend and I decided to call it quits. I thanked the newcomer for joining us, paid for her drink, and took her phone number which she offered, and gave her mine.
As I walked to the car, I pondered her situation. She had taken a chance, reached out to others in hope and trust. Two of us rose to the occasion, 2 fell. Maybe thats why I am drawn to human service work. Its not in my DNA to not stand up for the underdog. Maybe it springs from a deep seated well in my own subconscious from being raised in a home where conformity was King, emotionalism was punished and kindness towards lesser beings scorned. My mother has a kind heart and a deeply rooted sense of right and wrong which she parlayed into a variety of magnanimous pursuits within the community. Unfortunately my father reigned and he dictated a cruel rule. I often felt abused and emotionally tortured while growing up and perhaps its been one of those back handed hard won gifts, a super developed empathy towards others.
Why is it so very difficult for others to extend a hand in kindness for those who don't fit the average social norms? Its not fair to mark the two women at the table as unnaturally cruel, they do, indeed, represent the standard societal norm. The situation just struck me so very poignantly as it was the day after Christmas. The spirit of Christmas was already dead and gone for these two. The proverbial milk of human kindness soured. I'm not saying I'm better than everyone else. I'm just better than those two.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
To Look Old or...?
Interesting question-better to 'look old' or look younger, yet artificial?
Bruce Jenner comes to mind, the poor guy has been so face lifted he resembles a recovered burn victim.. The gorgeous Kyra Sedgewick recently appeared on the cover of a magazine looking , at the very least, seriously botoxed. The accompanying article claims she is a big believer in 'heavy moisturizing'. Uh huh. Its so darn easy to see who has been injected and lifted. So..better to age naturally or delay the process and look artificial?
Bruce Jenner comes to mind, the poor guy has been so face lifted he resembles a recovered burn victim.. The gorgeous Kyra Sedgewick recently appeared on the cover of a magazine looking , at the very least, seriously botoxed. The accompanying article claims she is a big believer in 'heavy moisturizing'. Uh huh. Its so darn easy to see who has been injected and lifted. So..better to age naturally or delay the process and look artificial?
Saturday, June 30, 2012
How to be the Perfect Guest
How to be the Perfect Guest
After almost two months of hosting visitors, family and friends, I have a few words to the wise on how to be the perfect guest (from the host's standpoint).
A perfect guest arrives and departs when they say they will. No open ended "I'll be there sometime Tuesday", "I'll stay for a few days". Hosts don't need to sit around waiting for your arrival, or worse yet, silently wondering when their guests will leave, if ever...
Its so true, visitors, like fish,stink after 3 days. It all depends on the guest, some fit in your life so seamlessly that they truly would be welcome indefinitely. Others are trying after a few hours..If you've ever heard complaints from others regarding hosting particular people, believe them. They will behave no differently in your home.
A good guest either arrives or leaves with something for their host. It needn't be expensive, just thoughtful. A tablecloth, bottle of wine, box of truffles..something that is an appreciative token.
The good guest is polite about circumstances. If they share a room or bathroom, and the good host will have informed them of their accomodations well in advance, the good guest does not pout about sharing anything. They are appreciative of having free board and lodge, often in nicer surroundings than they have in their own homes. A good guest never makes a rude comment about their bed or room, although asking if additional blankets or pillows are available is acceptable. If something is amiss, its certainly appropriate to bring it to the attention of the host, the host does not want you to be uncomfortable.
The good host will ask guests well in advance if they have dietary requirements or any special/unusual requirements so that effort will be made to accomodate them. Don't for example, say you only eat organic when the truth is you do NOT, or that you are vegan if you enjoy grilled cheese sandwiches on a cold day, that you are allergic to cotton when the truth is most of your sweaters are made of it. Most guests have no clue the expense and time good hosts go through making sure their guest is comfortable.
If staying more than two days, its polite to either take the hosts out for a meal, once again, this needn't be expensive, even a happy hour with budget cocktails and a burger is acceptable. In lieu of that, offer to make a meal with ingredients YOU purchase. Inform your hosts preferably the evening before, or even earlier of your plans so that they don't purchase meal ingredients or make reservations for the meal you are taking charge of .
Sometimes hosts are being hospitable with charity in mind, they may know you have very limited resources, or its a special occasion,you are staying with them in honor of your own birthday or anniversary (and of course, THEY extended the invitation), something like that, and then the above rules don't apply. For example, my daughter and her new husband arrived to honeymoon in Oregon, of course I would not be expecting them to take us out for a meal.
A good guest is friendly and appropriate with any visitors you have in the home while they are there. If your host has a party or visitors to the home, you do not monopolize the conversation, bring up controversial matters or take in any way an impolite stance with the other guests. The host probably has carefully planned the party or dinner and your well meaning intentions through things off balance and destroy thought out plans. Melting into the background, being polite, friendly and letting the host know in advance you are available to help if requested, is a good thing. The old saying 'too many cooks in the kitchen' is cliche for a reason.
If you have special practices, you enjoy running in the morning, meditating, going to a gym, etc., its polite to invite the hosts. If they refuse, do not press the issue. They are under enough stress with you just being there, let alone feeling pressured to do a 3 mile hike with you each day at six a.m.
Be unobtrusive. A perfect guest is invisible at times. Quiet in the morning and late evening. A perfect guest staying more than 2 days, knows to give the hosts a bit of alone time. Take a nap, go for a walk, read a book, let the hosts have a breather of an hour or so. The more guests in the home the more overwhelming. In this same vein, a good host will tell their guests to enjoy coffee, tea, toast, possibly set out some type of continental breakfast for their guests if its suspected the guests will be getting up earlier than the hosts.
A perfect guest doesn't take advantage. When out for a meal at the host's expense, they order moderately off the menu, unless the hosts have made it perfectly clear that anything goes.
A guest's pets are never acceptable in the host's home, unless, of course, the hosts have given their pre-approval. This is especially true if the host has pets of their own. Regarding pets, the good guest listens to the host's instructions with the family pets, i.e. "don't let the cat out", "don't try to be friendly with the old dog, just leave her alone". Remember, to most of us, pets are family, and we take great offense when they aren't treated as we prefer.
When the perfect guest leaves, they make sure to wipe up the bathroom they've used, offer to deposit the linens in the laundry room or leave them (in a pile is acceptable) on floor or the bed. Don't make the bed on your last day, the host will just have to unmake it!, be sensible. Make sure you have be generous in your thanks to the hosts. A note later on, text or email is acceptable in this day and age, repeating your thanks is appropriate. Follow the above rules, and there is little doubt you will be reinvited, and frequently.
After almost two months of hosting visitors, family and friends, I have a few words to the wise on how to be the perfect guest (from the host's standpoint).
A perfect guest arrives and departs when they say they will. No open ended "I'll be there sometime Tuesday", "I'll stay for a few days". Hosts don't need to sit around waiting for your arrival, or worse yet, silently wondering when their guests will leave, if ever...
Its so true, visitors, like fish,stink after 3 days. It all depends on the guest, some fit in your life so seamlessly that they truly would be welcome indefinitely. Others are trying after a few hours..If you've ever heard complaints from others regarding hosting particular people, believe them. They will behave no differently in your home.
A good guest either arrives or leaves with something for their host. It needn't be expensive, just thoughtful. A tablecloth, bottle of wine, box of truffles..something that is an appreciative token.
The good guest is polite about circumstances. If they share a room or bathroom, and the good host will have informed them of their accomodations well in advance, the good guest does not pout about sharing anything. They are appreciative of having free board and lodge, often in nicer surroundings than they have in their own homes. A good guest never makes a rude comment about their bed or room, although asking if additional blankets or pillows are available is acceptable. If something is amiss, its certainly appropriate to bring it to the attention of the host, the host does not want you to be uncomfortable.
The good host will ask guests well in advance if they have dietary requirements or any special/unusual requirements so that effort will be made to accomodate them. Don't for example, say you only eat organic when the truth is you do NOT, or that you are vegan if you enjoy grilled cheese sandwiches on a cold day, that you are allergic to cotton when the truth is most of your sweaters are made of it. Most guests have no clue the expense and time good hosts go through making sure their guest is comfortable.
If staying more than two days, its polite to either take the hosts out for a meal, once again, this needn't be expensive, even a happy hour with budget cocktails and a burger is acceptable. In lieu of that, offer to make a meal with ingredients YOU purchase. Inform your hosts preferably the evening before, or even earlier of your plans so that they don't purchase meal ingredients or make reservations for the meal you are taking charge of .
Sometimes hosts are being hospitable with charity in mind, they may know you have very limited resources, or its a special occasion,you are staying with them in honor of your own birthday or anniversary (and of course, THEY extended the invitation), something like that, and then the above rules don't apply. For example, my daughter and her new husband arrived to honeymoon in Oregon, of course I would not be expecting them to take us out for a meal.
A good guest is friendly and appropriate with any visitors you have in the home while they are there. If your host has a party or visitors to the home, you do not monopolize the conversation, bring up controversial matters or take in any way an impolite stance with the other guests. The host probably has carefully planned the party or dinner and your well meaning intentions through things off balance and destroy thought out plans. Melting into the background, being polite, friendly and letting the host know in advance you are available to help if requested, is a good thing. The old saying 'too many cooks in the kitchen' is cliche for a reason.
If you have special practices, you enjoy running in the morning, meditating, going to a gym, etc., its polite to invite the hosts. If they refuse, do not press the issue. They are under enough stress with you just being there, let alone feeling pressured to do a 3 mile hike with you each day at six a.m.
Be unobtrusive. A perfect guest is invisible at times. Quiet in the morning and late evening. A perfect guest staying more than 2 days, knows to give the hosts a bit of alone time. Take a nap, go for a walk, read a book, let the hosts have a breather of an hour or so. The more guests in the home the more overwhelming. In this same vein, a good host will tell their guests to enjoy coffee, tea, toast, possibly set out some type of continental breakfast for their guests if its suspected the guests will be getting up earlier than the hosts.
A perfect guest doesn't take advantage. When out for a meal at the host's expense, they order moderately off the menu, unless the hosts have made it perfectly clear that anything goes.
A guest's pets are never acceptable in the host's home, unless, of course, the hosts have given their pre-approval. This is especially true if the host has pets of their own. Regarding pets, the good guest listens to the host's instructions with the family pets, i.e. "don't let the cat out", "don't try to be friendly with the old dog, just leave her alone". Remember, to most of us, pets are family, and we take great offense when they aren't treated as we prefer.
When the perfect guest leaves, they make sure to wipe up the bathroom they've used, offer to deposit the linens in the laundry room or leave them (in a pile is acceptable) on floor or the bed. Don't make the bed on your last day, the host will just have to unmake it!, be sensible. Make sure you have be generous in your thanks to the hosts. A note later on, text or email is acceptable in this day and age, repeating your thanks is appropriate. Follow the above rules, and there is little doubt you will be reinvited, and frequently.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Evil Lay's Potato Chips
Has anyone caught the new Lay's Potato Chips commercial? They feature a beautiful 40ish brunette holding a bag of chips. She seems to be considering...she has a "I think I'm gonna be bad and cheat!" look on her face before she throws caution to the winds and eats a chip. Her face then blossoms with that "Screw it! I'll do what I want!" look as she eats another. This infuriates me. Just another ploy to fuel America's anorexics. Let's making eat potato chips something scandalous, something only bad girls do...I'm not trying to suggest chips are in any way a healthy snack, but my god!, they shouldn't be a forbidden food! I hate how advertising makes anything with fat, anything with sugar a 'living on the edge' sort of food, its precisely this kind of thought that makes women stick their fingers down their throats and worship their bathroom scales. Women of the world unite, and buy a bag of Old Dutch! And enjoy!
Friday, March 9, 2012
Chico's and the Tampon Girl
Remember back in the 70s, where there were all those ads for Modess and Kotex on tv? The models in the ads were always these very wholesome looking, blonde teenagers, usually bouncing on a trampoline or doing some type of gymnastics to demonstrate how their periods weren't going to curtail them from bouncy fun. The activities coupled with the 'girl next door-only better, more popular' models always had this weird element of cheesiness to them. Sort of made you cringe in a grossed out way. My friends and I always scornfully referred to them as "tampon girls'. Well, thats the way the Chico's ads strike me. Chico's, for those two of you left on the planet who don't know, is an upscale spendy clothing line for the trendy late 40s-60 yr old woman. A woman who still wants to look cool but not like a total idiot.I have no beef with the clothing. If I made a hundred thousand a year, I'd probably shop there myself. My issue is with their model. She's a dark haired beauty, looks to be about 50, always with this big botoxed smile on her face. She is forever prancing around in the ads, shaking her booty...she does absolutely nothing for their image. She's like some weird Stepford wife on steroids. I just watched their latest ad where at the end, they just show her doing some ridiculous little dance, in short, looking like a complete ass. Why don't they show her doing something badass, like drinking a martini, riding a motorcycle, walking down the street with some young arm candy? She is nothing but a menopausal Tampon girl.
Monday, December 12, 2011
PETA-whats it all about?
This is for all the -ssholes who ever put down PETA...just got back from their website where about three times a year I grow enough balls to actually watch some of their videos from their undercover operations. Before another one of you yahoos starts spouting off about PETA, I dare you to do the same, watch some of the videos. They are not 'faked', they are cold, hard and REAL. Just watched one on the goings on at an animal research lab, where animals are used to 'test' toxic substances. I won't even write here what I saw, however I will congratulate myself on being brave enough, having enough balls to watch these videos. Ok, I confess, I was so angry and sad that I turned it off halfway through. The really sickening part is that this shit goes on every frickin' day all over the world in laboratories,slaughterhouses, all those places that use animals that you can't walk into...Why do you think slaughterhouses don't give tours? Why do you think labs are locked up tighter than most prisons?
I don't want to hear your pansy ass comments on how we need to test on animals. How medical research has moved along at an amazing pace that would be impossible without animals. The reason animals shouldn't be used is simple. Because decent treatment of them cannot be assured. Ok, get that? Read it again. What the -uck right do we have to torture them (and get it straight, bucko, research is torture) and treat them like they have no feelings or can't feel pain? Oh sure, there are pathetic laboratory standards and procedures and protocols in place to 'make sure' they don't 'suffer more than is necessary'. But unfortunately the people who take care of these animals, and test on them, don't give a rip as these videos show. Animal work brings out the best people-and the worst. The people shown in these videos are sadistic mofoes who deserve to be treated exactly as they've treated the animals left in their 'care'. Why not let prisoners on death row opt to take place in medical research to stave off their execution? If they survive one research study, they can opt for another...why waste time testing cancer drugs on rats and not cut to the chase and use 'em on a human? Let somebody attempt to repay society in some meaningful way instead of spending tax dollars rotting in prison and maybe getting fried at the end of it all.
And all of us meat eaters better -uckin' think twice. Do you really want to go to your grave knowing the hideous abuses suffered by the other beings that share our planet just so you can get some cheap chicken mcnuggets? Lets at least KNOW where our food comes from and if we have to eat meat, pay extra and get the free range, no anti biotics, butchered on the farm kind instead of the stuff that eats poison on the feedlots, is crammed into teeny weenie cages, never gets to feel sunlight or grass... I will never forget the sight of a truck loaded with turkeys zipping along the highway in southern Mn one freezing winter day. The wind chill was easily minus 30 and the turkeys were exposed, all crammed together. I wonder how many froze to death on their way to slaughter? how many were alive but frozen to the truck and had limbs ripped off their still living bodies when the truck stopped...I'm gettin' closer to veganism every day. I am not sure how a thinking human can't consider this way of eating and why they wouldn't...for me , its pure selfishness, meat can taste good and its cheap and easy to get, I grew up eating it. But maybe its time to grow up and quit thinking of my own hedonistic wants. How many of you have a dog? a cat that you love? what makes you think a turkey or a pig is different? That because they are 'farm' animals they magically don't feel pain , fright, that they don't suffer? We all have hypnotized ourselves into blocking this out. I have NEVER found a meat eater that had a good argument for eating meat , they all get defensive and it ends up their argument is because they CAN. Pathetic.
If you dare, ya big wuss, go to PETA.org and watch a few of their videos. I dare ya.
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