I am a third generation farmer. I am proud of that even if I don't live on the farm any longer. My roots made me who I am, and to read this drivel from some ignorant city slicker with a mouth full of food and a refridgerator hiding science projects because he has so much excess just sets my hair on fire!
http://www.alternet.org/story/26031/?cID=45498#c45498
Read this story. Read the comments. Yes, it is bullshit what the american government has done, not only to the farmer but to the world as a whole with NAFTA. But to blame the guy out there doing it every day?? Risking life and limb for what??
OMG it makes me just want to get on my soapbox and start in. I haven't even finished all the comments myself as I am posting this. I have left a few choice comments of my own to a certain former IT worker. This person thinks because they "visited" relatives on the farm they have an inkling of what really goes on behind the scenes. NOT!
Yes, we all need to get a grip. Yes we all need to fight a good fight for this one. Point of origin labeling is a bigger deal than most will ever understand, and I mean ingredient point of origin, not processing. As consumers we need to demand this from the processors. Bitch about your first amendment rights but keep silent about what goes into and onto your body? Bad idea. Really bad idea. I personally do not like the fact my food is from unknown origins nor the clothing I wear comes from Chinese textile mills.
My neighbor is hungry, my family is hurting, my legacy is at risk. Isn't it about time we all took responsiblity at the grass roots level and demand something important?
Friday, October 07, 2005
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
| You Are Mexican Food |
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What Kind of Food Are You?
Yeah, this one makes more sense. Try it. It's funny.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Thrill rides
Here it is Monday, and my legs are still not happy with me after tromping round the amuzement park all day on Saturday. We got free tickets so off we went with the two youngest boys in tow. They were so excited, and so was I, and dear hubby was being a good sport.
First ride out of the gate was something like a great huge swing, called the Sea Dragon, and I thought it would be a snap. Ok, either I have gotten old or that is very deceiving because it scared the crap out of me. We were there early enough in the day the lines were not a problem, so the boys wanted to get right back on.
Hmmmmm .... in hindsight I would say this was a strategic mistake. Still not willing to let my babies throw themselves onto thrill rides alone, I thought I had to go along. My stomach was on full boil by the time I got off. I told them we needed to find something easy after that.
All totalled we spent 8 hours there, rode every ride available for 52" boys, spent $15.00 on 6 small drinks, and watched Nick conquer his fear of heights when he got on a roller coaster with me that goes 205 feet in the air and travels at 75 mph. He has my thrill seeker gene. Yeah!
Can't wait to go back next year. They are building a taller, faster, suspended roller coaster. Next time, however, I will try to remember to take sling with a water bottle so I can afford to buy the pictures of my children while they are on the roller coasters.
First ride out of the gate was something like a great huge swing, called the Sea Dragon, and I thought it would be a snap. Ok, either I have gotten old or that is very deceiving because it scared the crap out of me. We were there early enough in the day the lines were not a problem, so the boys wanted to get right back on.
Hmmmmm .... in hindsight I would say this was a strategic mistake. Still not willing to let my babies throw themselves onto thrill rides alone, I thought I had to go along. My stomach was on full boil by the time I got off. I told them we needed to find something easy after that.
All totalled we spent 8 hours there, rode every ride available for 52" boys, spent $15.00 on 6 small drinks, and watched Nick conquer his fear of heights when he got on a roller coaster with me that goes 205 feet in the air and travels at 75 mph. He has my thrill seeker gene. Yeah!
Can't wait to go back next year. They are building a taller, faster, suspended roller coaster. Next time, however, I will try to remember to take sling with a water bottle so I can afford to buy the pictures of my children while they are on the roller coasters.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Messages
Recently found in my mailbox. Thanks Scott. This is worth keeping.
Two Wolves
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between 2 "wolves" inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy,sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility,kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather:
"Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
wb --
Two Wolves
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between 2 "wolves" inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy,sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility,kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather:
"Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
wb --
Here comes Rita
I had a great post ready to go and blogger ate it. OMG this is so frustrating. At least the thoughts are still here so I will attempt to do this again. DAMN.
Texas seems to be taking this seriously. They already have supplies lined up and troups ready to go. Good. Ray Nagin should take a lesson, as well as the Gov of LA. Evacuation has already started and it is not supposed to hit until Friday.
I recieved an email from a resident of McComb MS yesterday describing the relief effort first hand. Mighty impressive except for a noticable absence of some major organizations known far and wide for lip service. I suppose this is why they are notible jaw jackers. (note: lip service, jaw jackers)
Who? Who, you say??
Well let me name names. ACLU. That's American Civil Liberties Union. Wouldn't this be a prime time for them to get involved with all the race comments being tossed around? Then there is NAACP. That's National Association for the Advancement of Colored Persons. Well now. I think that is just amazing. Bitch to high heaven but sit on your thumb and wait for someone else to do it. People for the American Way. Scream about taking care of your own and don't come to the party??? well just smack me. What the hell are you people waiting for? Monogramed invitations?
This should be classed as a hate crime. It makes me sick.
And while I am on a rant about hate crime, here, right here in my new hometown there is a couple happily trying to live their lives in surburbia. They have found dead mice and birds in their driveway. They are picking up trash from behind their car tires. They are cleaning up glass from broken windows. They have to repair their steps because some jerk kicks out their railing. In an interview on TV the ignoramous LEO states there is no way to prove this is a hate crime. He says the windows could have been broken by a rock thrown from a tire of a passing car.
WTF??????? I wonder if it is really dark when he has his head crammed that far up his own ass.
Oh! And check this shit out. When I went out online to double check my quotes and get accurate info... (thanks to John B for teaching me to be a thorough reporter) the LEO's comments had been convieniently censored out of the story.
DAMN I hate slanted journalism. It makes me reeeeallly angry.
On a side note. Anyone in the market for a nice girly type doggie? Sarah was right. She told me I would hate my dog for a while. She really is rather well behaved. Doesn't crap in the house, doesn't tear up shoes, but my backyard seems to be her personal domain. She has taken to jumping on top of the hottub to get the things I put out of her reach. Yesterday it was 20 lbs of charcoal.
Yes, Sarah. I hate this dog. She better outgrow this crap. She will outgrow it, right? Right????
Lie to me.
Friday, September 09, 2005
If you watch tv... you have to see this
Probably the biggest truth I have seen so far regarding the Gulf Coast disaster. Take a minute and check this out. You won't be sorry.
http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&Uc=14ewb3ap.b147fdut&Uy=nyvoby&Ux=1
http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&Uc=14ewb3ap.b147fdut&Uy=nyvoby&Ux=1
Friday, September 02, 2005
No fences
Still, I sit and feel helpless.... as everyone not directly affected I am sure. The cities are being evacuated. The people are completely without. Please read this and do what you can. I know this man personally. He lives in Natchez, Mississippi. Bart Walker is walking the walk, not just talking the talk.
Let's do what we can not for just New Orleans, but for the hundreds of tiny towns affected forever. Please excuse my cut and paste.
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It is great to hear from you guys…I am listing some needs and prayer requests. We are getting plenty of help for supplies right now. You can give to the Red Cross and designate us, or you can give directly to us at the church. I am pasting another email for speed…thanks
It is great to hear from you. We have power now and backup generators. We were not hit bad, light storm damage and power outages. We are running a shelter for 350 people. We fluctuate between 250 and 300 now as we are moving to a long-term shelter status…as much as 2 months. You could donate towards the utilities for our operation, as running our ac units 24/7 is going to be our largest expense. We have food and other needs met locally at this time. The greatest thing you can do is pray! Here is our prayer list at this time…
1. For our staff and congregation to be filled with the Holy Spirit and wisdom for the task at hand.
2. For our staff and congregation to “not grow weary in well doing”.
3. For our staff and congregation to be good stewards of the gospel in this time of crisis.
4. For this to be the moment of racial/socio-economic reconciliation in Christ that our church and community needs.
5. For our 250-350 residents (it fluctuates daily) to be able to deal with the long-term status of being displaced and living in the unknown.
6. For abundant supplies for every need.
Thanks Steve & Lori…
Bart
Parkway Baptist Church
117 Sgt. S. Prentiss Dr.
Natchez, MS 39120
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From: Steve & Lori [mailto:sandl56@sbcglobal.net]
Sent: Friday, September 02, 2005 2:15 PM
To: Bart@parkwaybaptistchurch.com
Subject: Hello from KC
Hello Bart,
Steve and I have been watching the hurricane disaster unfold and are sending all the prayers and positive energy we have your way. I hope you and your family are all safe and well.
As I sit and watch the TV for some spark of positive news, it never comes, so I am writing to you hoping for the best.
If there is anything at all we can do from KC, please don't hesitate to ask. We will do whatever possible... no request is too large or too small.
Most sincerely,
Lori Howell
Let's do what we can not for just New Orleans, but for the hundreds of tiny towns affected forever. Please excuse my cut and paste.
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It is great to hear from you guys…I am listing some needs and prayer requests. We are getting plenty of help for supplies right now. You can give to the Red Cross and designate us, or you can give directly to us at the church. I am pasting another email for speed…thanks
It is great to hear from you. We have power now and backup generators. We were not hit bad, light storm damage and power outages. We are running a shelter for 350 people. We fluctuate between 250 and 300 now as we are moving to a long-term shelter status…as much as 2 months. You could donate towards the utilities for our operation, as running our ac units 24/7 is going to be our largest expense. We have food and other needs met locally at this time. The greatest thing you can do is pray! Here is our prayer list at this time…
1. For our staff and congregation to be filled with the Holy Spirit and wisdom for the task at hand.
2. For our staff and congregation to “not grow weary in well doing”.
3. For our staff and congregation to be good stewards of the gospel in this time of crisis.
4. For this to be the moment of racial/socio-economic reconciliation in Christ that our church and community needs.
5. For our 250-350 residents (it fluctuates daily) to be able to deal with the long-term status of being displaced and living in the unknown.
6. For abundant supplies for every need.
Thanks Steve & Lori…
Bart
Parkway Baptist Church
117 Sgt. S. Prentiss Dr.
Natchez, MS 39120
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From: Steve & Lori [mailto:sandl56@sbcglobal.net]
Sent: Friday, September 02, 2005 2:15 PM
To: Bart@parkwaybaptistchurch.com
Subject: Hello from KC
Hello Bart,
Steve and I have been watching the hurricane disaster unfold and are sending all the prayers and positive energy we have your way. I hope you and your family are all safe and well.
As I sit and watch the TV for some spark of positive news, it never comes, so I am writing to you hoping for the best.
If there is anything at all we can do from KC, please don't hesitate to ask. We will do whatever possible... no request is too large or too small.
Most sincerely,
Lori Howell
The unimaginable on the Southern lawn
Just like everyone else with access to news, I am dumbfounded as I watch the scenes grow ever more desperate daily. Additionally, just like everyone else, I feel helpless. The Gulf Coast is destroyed, and people are struggling simply to survive day to day. My logical mind tells me it is just a few hours from my house. Still, as I watch TV or read whatever news I can find, it seems like a scene from another country. How can people from my home be crying out for help, getting more and more desperate by the hour?
Yet, they are.
So how do I help? RedCross and my government says give cash. Ok, that is out. You can't give what you don't have. We are down to choosing between gas and groceries right now. It cost me $75.00 right now to fill my tank. Damn I am going to walk a lot.
All I have to give is me, but how? Having been on the receiving end of an amazing amount of generosity after the fire, I feel driven to pass it on. But how? From here? To who?
RedCross is calling for volunteers, and you have to be ready for a three week assignment. I want to go. I feel deeply compelled to go. I can't go.
So I sit. I gleen the news for new news. I hold my disgust as I watch the "president" deny the oil industry could give up 20% of their profits as families starve and dehydrate. It makes me sick.
I have a home. I have nothing more to give than that. If there was a way to take in a family, I would. For as long as it takes. If I only knew a way.
If you have any ideas, tell me. I am willing.
Yet, they are.
So how do I help? RedCross and my government says give cash. Ok, that is out. You can't give what you don't have. We are down to choosing between gas and groceries right now. It cost me $75.00 right now to fill my tank. Damn I am going to walk a lot.
All I have to give is me, but how? Having been on the receiving end of an amazing amount of generosity after the fire, I feel driven to pass it on. But how? From here? To who?
RedCross is calling for volunteers, and you have to be ready for a three week assignment. I want to go. I feel deeply compelled to go. I can't go.
So I sit. I gleen the news for new news. I hold my disgust as I watch the "president" deny the oil industry could give up 20% of their profits as families starve and dehydrate. It makes me sick.
I have a home. I have nothing more to give than that. If there was a way to take in a family, I would. For as long as it takes. If I only knew a way.
If you have any ideas, tell me. I am willing.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Shoulda stayed in bed
Ya know those times when you wish you would have just stayed in bed? Yesterday was that day for me. The first few hours were uneventful, spent house cleaning, emailing, ect... but then the tide turned.
Steve comes home from work daily hot and tired, so I decided to save him some work and attempt to mow the yard. Hey, I have spent many hours mowing, this is not a big task plus my yard is quite small. I didn't get 10 feet in the first swath and a rock (or a stick or some other projectile) came zinging out of the mower right into my leg. Yes, I was wearing shorts. Yes, I know that is wrong. Yes, I am an idiot with a bruise the size of a quarter on my leg.
So I pouted a while and went out to the back yard to catch up on some renagade weeds growing in my garden. Not a big deal at all until Wham! something black was on my arm and it felt like fire. Little did I know a bunch of wasps had chosen to make my fence into low-rent condos while I was gone. Bastards. Screw the weeds. They will wait.
Ok, it is about lunch time. I have had a really shitty morning. Fully entrenched in the moron zone, I decide to BBQ. Now, any sane person would take into account the type of day it had been so far but do I? Oh hell no. I am invincible! I shall now play with fire! Well, all was going as planned and I had a batch of red-hot coals in the Weber chimney, carefully (so so carefully) I dumped them in the BBQ and carried it to a place that heat would not bother. Good, right? Almost. As I was walking back to my trusty outdoor cooking device, little did I know my briquette chimney had rained little tiny (or not so tiny) embers all the way across my path. I had bare feet. You can guess the rest.
Here is a good piece of info to stack away however. Did you know that well calloused feet don't blister? They get sore as shit, but no blisters in site. Just in case anyone ever asks how to walk on hot coals.
Steve comes home from work daily hot and tired, so I decided to save him some work and attempt to mow the yard. Hey, I have spent many hours mowing, this is not a big task plus my yard is quite small. I didn't get 10 feet in the first swath and a rock (or a stick or some other projectile) came zinging out of the mower right into my leg. Yes, I was wearing shorts. Yes, I know that is wrong. Yes, I am an idiot with a bruise the size of a quarter on my leg.
So I pouted a while and went out to the back yard to catch up on some renagade weeds growing in my garden. Not a big deal at all until Wham! something black was on my arm and it felt like fire. Little did I know a bunch of wasps had chosen to make my fence into low-rent condos while I was gone. Bastards. Screw the weeds. They will wait.
Ok, it is about lunch time. I have had a really shitty morning. Fully entrenched in the moron zone, I decide to BBQ. Now, any sane person would take into account the type of day it had been so far but do I? Oh hell no. I am invincible! I shall now play with fire! Well, all was going as planned and I had a batch of red-hot coals in the Weber chimney, carefully (so so carefully) I dumped them in the BBQ and carried it to a place that heat would not bother. Good, right? Almost. As I was walking back to my trusty outdoor cooking device, little did I know my briquette chimney had rained little tiny (or not so tiny) embers all the way across my path. I had bare feet. You can guess the rest.
Here is a good piece of info to stack away however. Did you know that well calloused feet don't blister? They get sore as shit, but no blisters in site. Just in case anyone ever asks how to walk on hot coals.
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