The older I get, the more I respect nonjudgemental understanding. It's truly a characteristic that is to be admired and respected because of how hard it is to maintain the more you get set in your own ways.

Saying that, it's especially hard to maintain when you have a set of ethics that contradict a larger part of the population. I'm not talking on behalf of the militias and the loonies but more personally, as a vegan.

On a day to day basis, I can forget about how most people are mindless about what they put in their mouth. My choice is personal and is based on the way that I see the world. Consuming thoughtlessly is the way of the world and therefore it becomes the "way it is". But on Earth Day, I have to mention how my heart boils over with anger over "green" people who recycle the basics without taking a minute to think of what sustains them everyday, but has a bigger consequence a.k.a. food.

Amongst the vegan community, there is an anger about "An inconvenient truth" and how it inconveniently forgets to mention that meat production is a HUGE part of pollution and the marker on the grave that we are digging ourselves. Even if you don't believe the whole "global warming" debate, it's pretty easy to understand that millions of farting cows doesn't help anything.

I guess I just wish that more people felt as deeply as I felt about this issue. I've always related to the underdog and personified upon meat and more specifically the animals that we take for granted each and every day. They are sentient and therefore, in my mind, the same as us. I don't understand why so many people find this so hard to relate to. I guess it all boils down to a choice. A choice to not care. And although it makes me saddened, it's everybody's right to chose to care or not.

Boooooooooooo! Care people, CARE!

R XO

I'm tired.

I've gotten to the age where I can actually say I'm tired of some things. Does that sound old? Well it is! It only comes with certain consistencies of place or time or situation. I'm tired of my dad being such a douche. I'm tired of my job being so relentlessly demoralizing in small and terrible ways. I'm tired of needing hope to fuel me. I'm tired of the world not reflecting a productive yet conscious mindset. I'm tired of being the only one who notices certain things. I'm tired of other people not putting themselves in check. I'm tired of feeling so small and so big at the same time. I'm tired of being unfocused (most of the time).

But I'm also not tired.

I'm not tired of the people I love. I'm not tired of the expansiveness of the world. I'm not tired of trying. I'm certainly not tired of cute things. I'm not tired of finding the beauty of resonance. I'm not tired of trying as many things as I can before I die. I'm not tired of life.

R

I recently fell back in love with Gary Larson.

As a child I had easy access to his books, thanks to my humor oriented parents and now whenever I see his images it always brings me back. I used to spend hours looking at his books (further strengthening my amazing mini hunch back) and I closely observed every line that culminated in creating this amazing sense of irony and sarcasm.

I particularly love his use of animals and their relationship with man. As someone who never fell into the egotistical trap of believing I was any better than the thousands of other species that roam the earth, I loved his anthropomorphism, and especially with animals that are considered to be prey. I honestly think he contributed to my vegetarian spirit significantly.

So therefore I present three "squares" of comedic thought.







Enjoy! I'm coming for you next Bill Watterson! What's up with these recluse genius? And more importantly, since I'm NOT a recluse, does that make me NOT a genius?

R XO

I TOTALLY forgot that I had a blog. I tried to comment on someone else's blog through blogger and then through signing in, I realized that I already HAD blog. That's not good. Technological Alzheimer's? Whuhoh. I do think the name I came up with five years ago is pretty cool though. Score!