‘Merica

I love holidays. I love decorating for them, coming up with menus for them, taking part in the local festivities and visiting with family. There is one holiday that I struggle with however, and that is the ultimate celebration of patriotism and pride, the 4th of July.
I have many fond memories of barbeques and fireworks but as I’ve gotten older and gotten to know the ways of the world I’ve become less and less proud of my country. That combined with the hijacking of all things patriotic by soldier-worshipping, xenophobic, theocratic, conservative America has caused some irreparable damage to my own sense of patriotism.
Well, to coin a favorite bumper sticker of fox news watchers, I’ve decided it’s time for me to “Take Back America.” I have been focusing to heavily on the bad, which is really hypocritical when compared to my love for select European cultures with equally egregious histories. I think I’m going to start writing in a journal from now up until July 4th or perhaps beyond where I write about the good things about America. I already have some stuff in mind like the aid we provide to struggling populations, the hippy war protests, our changing views on gay marriage and the rise of women in the workforce, etc. I am also going to go out and buy something stars and stripey so as I work through my feelings I can come to love it and shed these negative associations. I plan to watch the fireworks again this year as I did last year with my then-fiancee. We had a wonderful time.

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The mercury debate

Recently for my biology class I had to look at 3 different websites (http://www.gotmercury.org, http://www.mercuryfacts.org, http://water.epa.gov/scitech/swguidance/fishshellfish/outreach/factsheet.cfm) with varying positions on the issue of mercury levels in the fish we eat and write up a paper on my findings. I really enjoyed the assignment and figured I’d post it here. This was not a MLA format type of research assignment so I was able to have fun with my format.

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Women are not allowed to enjoy food

You read the title correctly- according to every food product commercial I’ve ever seen targeting women customers, I’m supposed to feel guilty about everything I eat that does not fall under the diet or low calorie label.
I think pretty much everyone is familiar with how skinny models on the covers of magazines affect a woman’s body image but only recently did I start paying attention to commercials for food. Just this morning I saw a truvia ad. These ads always catch my attention because of their obnoxious jingles but today I was annoyed even further by the ad itself: Continue reading

“losing faith”

Hey hey look another post about religion. I should just give up on keeping this blog positive and upbeat. Anyhoo, moving on..

Below is a recent submission to Postsecret. There is usally at least one or two or five secrets about god each week.

postsecret: "my eating disorder disconnected me from god. i'm scared."

Postsecret

And every week I am annoyed by them. Not because religious people are submitting secrets to postsecret, but because of the insight into the whole christian mindset. This has nothing to do with the eating disorder referenced in the image. It has to do with this person’s supposed “loss of faith.” I’m not going to attack this person for submitting a deep and personal secret online, that would be mean. This is simply an example of a common christian style of  “losing god.”

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Ugh this place sometimes

I like living in rural America for the most part. It is like living in a time warp and that is both unique and disgusting. I get all the quirks and quaintness that comes with small town America with heaping sides of intolerance, racism, and a complete disregard for the 1st ammendment. 
This is not my first choice as far as places to live go, but i’m happy to have a job and an affordable place with my love.. But holy crap, sometimes I just want to scream.
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I do not always want to be happy

There is a part of me that has been locked away for a while. It’s for the best I suppose, but sometimes I really miss it.
There was a period in my life where I was very confused. I guess it was me coming of age. I don’t think it’s abnormal. It started in college when I left my long-time boyfriend and first love. My parents both lived far away so for the first time in my life I had no one I had to explain myself to. I partied and dated different men, and it was liberating and felt great. Of course I did stupid things, but I was shielded from guilt or humility by my own blissful ignorance. Somewhere in the middle of it all I was writing better than I had ever written. Poems just fell out of me, it felt so good. Continue reading