America’s prison-industrial-complex becomes an ever larger sector of the global economy with every passing year: it’s not going to change until we own the ability to break the vicious cycle at its deepest roots. I’m a citizen of this tiny planet who still believes “Think Global, Act Local.” It’s more than a bumper sticker.
This is also a personal invitation to anyone finding themselves near the juncture of Indiana, Ohio and Kentucky June 25 between 3 and 6 o’clock.
Update: my reaction to the teach-in that I posted on FaceBook.
This teach-in was marvelously planned and conducted. The visual aids were convincing and well documented. My thanks go to everyone who made this possible. The room was filled and I look forward to the next one scheduled for next month in Price Hill. It’s important information for an informed citizenry. Grass-root movements like this one are crucial.
My written stuff is more coherent than my vocal attempts these days, so I’m including a link here to the articles I’ve written this past year on the subject of America’s prison-industrial-complex, how it relates to being a Mensch. Again, my thanks to all and each.
This morning our friends at Google returned replies to my inquiry “What is a Vegan Diet?”:
About 11,500,000 results (0.54 seconds).
Return here after reading those there.
What happens to your body at the molecular level as it recovers from animal fat? Eating animal byproducts such as cheese just keeps clogging up your entire system. Cleansing takes time but it’s worth the investment. IMO it’s a better return than the perfunctory “You’ve got to die from something” explanation for the inexplicable.
Dairy products may not kill a cow, but its life in a factory-farm-fresh environment starts at her first milking and ends…RIP. Advanced technology makes pink slime a reality.
What about craving and sluggishness?
Craving steak, cheese and calf milk is temporary, that sluggish feeling is your body going through withdrawal. Don’t blame it on organic fruits and vegetables.
I visited a mega supermarket just up US 27 It’s like a laboratory facility for headquarter employees conducting research at Cincinnati’s new magnet for the Ohio Valley of Freneticism: the brilliantly located Newport Pavilion in Kentucky. About a mile from the headquarter building, but on the other side of the Ohio River.
I took notes for billziegler1947 in order to get my facts straight and not stray from the vegan theme or become overwhelmed by enormity.
billziegler1947 does not have ads with creepy gifs on the 7 foods you should never…, so here is an unpaid PSA.
At the top of my notes for 5 March 2016 I wrote “Department of What-Gives?”
What gives with those 400 tons of palletized and borg-sized sugar fluids that extend for 30 yards in the middle of the store? Bordered in this case by a cooler case of energy drinks to one side of the sculpture that commemorates the discovery of sugar water flavorings and high-fructose corn syrups.
What gives with those plastic SUVs with a freely spinning steering wheel? It is also not steerable by the shopper tailgating from behind. The shopping cart is physically attached to a theme in plastic. I saw one flanked on both sides by two, perhaps three, toddlers.
What gives with plastic crap-toys on a peg, strategically located so a future shopper in the cart can push the peg downward and watch the crap drop right into the cart.
I searched Google for images to accompany this post and arrived at this rather brilliant article through pure serendipity. Its theme: Why am I so sluggish? Is it the fruit, the vegetables or both?
Martha Stephens has presented us a gift: Me and the Grandmas of Baghdad. March 2015 from Peace Works Publishing. I am conflicted when approaching Amazon.com due to their treatment of workers, but I patronize Amazon for their community rewards, and I like their look inside feature. After looking inside you can learn about Martha’s other trail-blazing books and read reviews. The Grandmas includes “a garden of hope and repose.” Here you meet fellow denizens of an old golf path, sapiens and otherwise as the memoir taps wars of the writer’s childhood past and shows her compassion for victims of perpetual war. She gives the victims a voice. We are all complicit in this business, and yes it is a business. Then Martha returns to a regard for magnificent teachers who sustain us.
Kindle tells me that I have now read 40%: 60% remain to read, so I jump back in…”Shelley was returning the next day to Cold Spring, Kentucky, so we caught just that one glimpse…” Part II when Kindle tells me 0% remaining.