Sunday, May 31, 2009

Kaki King - Guitar God



The little blurb on TED email this morning says this:

Kaki King is the first woman on Rolling Stone's "guitar god" list. Using an astonishing, percussive technique, she rocks out in a full live set at TED2008, including her breakout single, "Playing with Pink Noise." ....
Also: read our exclusive Q&A with Kaki King on the TED Blog!

Happy Spring Sunday!

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Auntie Meme

Auntie Meme came to my inbox today courtesy of Darlene of Darlene's Hodgepodge. I kinda like memes, so I'm sending it on, as prescribed, to eight people. Before you send it on to your eight, you're supposed to change one question. I didn't quite get this, so I didn't do it. These are the questions that came to me. Change one if you like. And the usual escape clause holds: do it only if you want to. Still, even if you don't want to do the whole thing, I hope you'll please send your answers to me. I'd love to know them.

Sending it on to:
Shammy the busy new granny at Rook's Nest
Peggy at Lazy Gardener
The D.N. at Major Reader
Lu at Speak!
Ronnie at Hearing Loss
Sherwood at Sherwords
Stu at Ole Phat Stu/Eunoia
and of course, Darlene, whose 84th birthday it is and who was told when she was 10 years old that she had six months left to live!!!

Here goes:

1. If one song were to describe your life, what song would it be?

"Zippetydoodah!"


2. Which item of clothing do you wear most?


Underpants.


3. What's for dinner?

Tonight? Trader Joe's mixed vegetables w olive oil, salt, & pepper...YUM


4. Last thing you bought?


More bloody pills.


5. What are you listening to?


Traffic sounds outside my apt.


6. If you were a God or a Goddess, who would you be?


Elli, the Scandinavian goddess of old age. She beat Thor in a wrestling match.


7. Favorite holiday spots?


Grandma and Grandpa Carew's house, Montmartre, Capri


8. Reading right now?



Death in a Strange Country
by Donna Leon


9. Favorite film?


So many...but anything by Ingmar Bergman, Liv Ullman (yes, she directs them, too), Ang Lee, Woody Allen, Pedro Almodovar, Marlene Gorris.



10. Okay, what were you thinking about just then?


Barcelona.


11. What kind of books do you prefer; history, fantasy, mystery, romance, political?


Self-help, zen stuff.


12. Funniest thing you saw in your life?


Mel Brooks's "The 12 Chairs"...I thought it was uproarious the first time i saw it.


13. Who's your hero/heroine?


Hero=Franklin/Heroine=Eleanor.


14. Share some wisdom?

What most you fear is where the gold is.

15. If you were a tree, what tree would you be and why?

Oh, I know this....this is from that Celtic Horoscope thing....I'm an ash. (Well...)


16. Fictitious characters who made a lasting impression on you?

All of Sarah Schulman's protagonists....

17. 4 words to describe you?

Old, deaf, cranky, funny

Dial it down!

It's been bad enough this past week that Gingrich, Limbaugh, Rove, et al., have kept up their drumbeat of idiotic, scurrilous comments about Judge Sonia Sotomayor.

What's worse is that media outlets like Huffingtonpost.com and MSNBC.com keep REPLAYING these dastardly remarks.

Are they afraid some people in the USA actually do not listen to these people on the radio or watch them on TV or read about them in the newspaper? Do they want to make sure everyone has an opportunity to sample their nonwisdom?

Are they making it easy for Gingrich, Limbaugh, Rove, et al., to reach beyond their usual audiences?

Limbaugh has challenged Keith Olbermann: "Don't say a word about me for 30 days." And the best Olberman can do is to say "OK, i won't talk about you IF you don't talk about yourself."

Question for KO: Who cares if Limbaugh talks about himself?

How about if Olberman just says, "OK, for 30 days, we'll IGNORE EVERYTHING YOU SAY"? Period. No conditions. Just "We won't quote you, Limbaugh. We won't show your pudgy face. We just won't." And how about if Huff Post does the same? And MSNBC.com?

If those interested in boycotting Limbaugh's advertisers, Blog Me No Blogs had a post back in January of this year that lists Limbaugh's (and Fox News's) advertisers. The list includes the advertisers' PHONE NUMBERS and EMAIL addresses.

Most of Limbaugh's sponsors are for goods and services I don't use. But I do go to Barnes & Noble. Or rather, I USED TO.....

And since MSNBC.com and HUFFINGTONPOST.com are doing such a great job of advertising what Limbaugh and the other creeps are saying, I'm cutting them off, too. I've already emailed Rachel.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Dining Out in the Recession

Prince of Petworth, one of the blogs I follow, has all the latest grand opening news. I was looking at the online dinner menu for one of PoP's new local hot spots, and the appetizer section had tacos al carbon for $8. For your eight bucks, you get two tacos--marinated pork or grilled beef with onions & cilantro on a warm corn tortilla--accompanied by their signature salsa. Sides of sour cream and guacamole are available for $1.50 each.

Eh? The beef or chicken tacos I've enjoyed at El Tammy's come with cheese, sour cream, pico de gallo, and guacamole at no extra charge.

It kinda reminded me of the old joke about railroad food.
Sign in dining car: "Cheese Sandwich, $2.50; with Cheese, $4."


Eating out just keeps getting more and more expensive. How come? The price of gas dropped months ago, but we never catch a break. All those merchants who raised their prices cuz of the cost of shipping (inflated by the cost of gas) never lowered them after their shipping costs dropped. Presumably...the shippers are probably hanging onto those few cents, too.

I had lunch at the grand opening of the Union Cafe on U St. today. The big bowl of roasted vegetable soup was wonderful. Next time, though, I'm gonna bypass the chicken salad sandwich--it tasted a bit sweet (putting sweet stuff in salads seems to be a southern thing that doesn't jibe with my Spartan upbringing)--and have the kid special of 3 chicken tenders, a juice box, and a cookie. I don't mind sweets, but keep em where they belong.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Watch this....



This video by Brave New Foundation features Matthew Alexander. Robert Greenwald's email today from BNF says this:

Matthew Alexander was the senior military interrogator for the task force that tracked down Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, the leader of Al Qaeda in Iraq and, at the time, a higher priority target than Osama bin Laden. Mr. Alexander has personally conducted hundreds of interrogations and supervised over a thousand of them.


As we used to say about Cheney and his "boss" on the peace marches over the past 8 years, "Impeach, then jail!" It's too late to impeach him, but he can still go to jail for his war crimes.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Orange Marmalade



Yesterday, my friend Loraine came for lunch and brought a lovely plant: Crossandra infundibuliformis or "Orange Marmalade." It reminded me of that old limerick:

A rooster became quite dismayed,
With an orange in a nest, well displayed.
He called to his chicks,
"Mom's up to her tricks!
Look at the orange `marma-laid'."

Sunday, May 24, 2009

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream....updated

....was one of the FIRST rhymes I learned. Long before "twinkle, twinkle, little star" or "liar, liar, pants on fire." (I was being prepared from the cradle to live in 2000-2008--the Bush-Cheney years.)

Anyway, I have been a very good old battleaxe today--fresh fruit for breakfast, iced tea and a Cobb salad for lunch, the rest of the Cobb salad for dinner--and now my cells are screaming for ice cream!!!

I could dash out the door and run to Safeway before it closes, pick up a pint of Haagen-Dasz, run up the stairs (yup! i can run up the stairs now--several flights!!), get out a spoon, and eat the whole thing.

Except I'm trying to eat only really nutritious stuff these days. And the thought came to me while brushing my teeth that I could make one of those smoothie things with ice cubes. Let's see...I've got half a dozen strawberries left, a 1/2 pint of blueberries, some apricots...and some grape-black cherry juice and some (gag) soy milk. Maybe I could make something cold and sweet that would fool my tastebuds into thinking I'd landed on some ice cream.

Or I could just give up the ice cream idea altogether and have Ants on a Log--a celery stick with peanut butter and raisins. I confess to liking the NAME of that--and all the individual parts--better than the combination.

Or I could go take a couple of vitamin pills and have a nice cup of hot tea.

Or I could make a coupla fitty-fittys and watch TV!!!

Sigh.

UPDATE: I haven't done any of the above yet. Been prowling online for treats, and here's absolutely the BEST use of all that dang, tasteless iceburg lettuce:

http://bakingbites.com/2009/05/spiced-lettuce-cake-bars/

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Try again...

T'other day, I posted about the contents of my fridge. Talk about lazy....I got the idea from Serious Eats (a blog I follow) in a post by Lizy Yagoda. I thought it would make a cool (!) meme, but I left off any introduction or explanation or even any invitation to do the meme. The story behind the series is the best part!

The mother lode of refrigerator analysis can be found in a series called "You Are What You Eat." The creator is photographer Mark Menjivar, and, as Yagoda's post in Serious Eats says, you can see the series on both his website (in the portfolio section--also includes his statement, which is great food...for thought) and at GOOD online.

I really enjoy Menjivar's photo show and statement....it's a serious piece of work. I especially enjoyed seeing the fridges of the blind person who lives alone, the waitress who can bench press over 300 lbs (and has a snake in her freezer), and the person who sleeps with a loaded .45 pistol in her nightstand.

Here's the fridge of a retired woman who lives alone and eats VERY SLOWLY.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Thank you, MSNBC.com....

...for spending MORE time replaying and commenting on Dick Cheney's idiotic rant than giving full coverage to our President's speech today.

Once again, I have shut off the TV.

I do not want to be counted in the audience of any program that gives free and unmerited coverage to a failed administrator like Cheney.

Let the advertisers beware.

Newspapers sales are falling, TV news ratings are plummetting, and yet the people who produce the news STILL can't let go of the Bush Administration.

They still think we want to hear what Dick Cheney and people like Newt Gingrich, et al., have to say.

Is this the kind of content for which you want to spend your advertising dollars?

Don't be dumb. We don't want to hear them any more. We voted them out. And we're voting them out with our remotes, too.

What does the inside of your refrigerator say about you?

no cheating now...just open the doors, point and shoot.



Freezer compartment:
lots of frozen veg, a few chicken breasts, some omaha steaks hamburger patties and stuffed baked potatoes, bread, ice cubes.



Refrigerator:
The big white salad spinner has a bunch of cleaned parsley ready to chop, many orange-like things (oranges, tangelos), potatos, water, soymilk, strawberry yogurt (toward the back), wine in the door, more veg in the two drawers, some random bits of cheese, sausage thawing for pea soup, strawberries, apricot jam. leftover kasha varnishkes and lebanese salad in the two containers on bottom shelf, a carton of eggs....


what does it say about me? i'm better at eating than taking photos....

actually, it's making me hungry. there's nothing good to eat in there! no deli containers of leftovers from Jaleo or Raku. i suppose i could dig around and find some olives. need to buy apples!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Don't Give Up....

...Especially if you are a writer. Really good books are not always snapped up by publishers on the first reading. Believe it!!

I found these gems on the Gotham Writers Workshop website.

Just imagine....

Dune by Frank Herbert – 13 rejections

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone – 14 rejections

Auntie Mame by Patrick Dennis – 17 rejections

Jonathan Livingston Seagull – 18 rejections

A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L’Engle – 29 rejections

Carrie by Stephen King – over 30 rejections

Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell – 38 rejections

A Time to Kill by John Grisham – 45 rejections

Louis L’Amour, author of over 100 western novels – over 300 rejections before publishing his first book

John Creasy, author of 564 mystery novels – 743 rejections before publishing his first book

Ray Bradbury, author of over 100 science fiction novels and stories – around 800 rejections before selling his first story

The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter – rejected so universally the author decided to self-publish the book

From rejection slip for George Orwell's Animal Farm:

“It is impossible to sell animal stories in the U.S.A.”

From rejection slip for Norman MacLean’s A River Runs Through It:

“These stories have trees in them.”

From rejection slip for article sent to the San Francisco Examiner to Rudyard Kipling:

“I'm sorry, Mr. Kipling, but you just don't know how to use the English language."

From rejection slip for The Diary of Anne Frank:

“The girl doesn't, it seems to me, have a special perception or feeling which would lift that book above the curiosity level.”

Rejection slip for Dr. Seuss’s And To Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street:

“Too different from other juveniles on the market to warrant its selling.”

Monday, May 18, 2009

Baucus, what's WRONG with you?

Does anyone remember being HAPPY when Max Baucus, D-Mont., got elected in 2008?

I do. I even sent money to his campaign.

So what's our boy from Montana doing now? He just had 2 nurse, 2 doctors, and a patient advocate arrested when they protested against the fact that the INSURANCE COMPANIES were well represented at Baucus's Senate Finance Committee hearing on health care but the medical profession was not.

I'm gonna quote now from the California Nurse's Association, National Nurses Organizing Committee press release of May 12, 2009:

5 More Caregivers Arrested at Baucus Finance Committee on “Florence Nightingale Day Protests” for Guaranteed, Single-Payer Healthcare

Registered nurses, physicians and healthcare activists delivered an emphatic protest before the Senate Finance Committee for its failure to open discussion on healthcare reform to nurses, doctors and other advocates of single-payer, guaranteed healthcare for all, while continuing to provide a red carpet to big insurance companies and other healthcare industry interests.

Five were arrested -- two RNs, members of the National Nurses Organizing Committee/California Nurses Association, two physicians, members of Physicians for a National Health Program, and a patient activist with PNHP and Health Care Now – after vocally challenging the committee for what they called a stacked process against real debate.

Marking the anniversary of the birth of Florence Nightingale, some 40 other RNs staged a silent protest – standing before the committee in red nursing scrubs and turning their backs to show signs reading "Nurses Say: Patients First. Stop AHIP. Pass Single-Payer." AHIP, America's Health Insurance Plans, is the private insurance industry lobby arm that is given a regular voice by the Committee, chaired by Sen. Max Baucus, which is in the forefront of discussion on a health plan.

"What a disgrace that RNs and physicians are shut out and arrested while the insurance industry is given a seat at the table. We would expect that from the Bush administration, not in the time of the Obama administration," said NNOC/CNA Executive Director Rose Ann DeMoro. "The Baucus Committee can arrest nurses, but they cannot silence the voices of RNs who will continue to speak from their hearts on behalf of their patients who want and deserve real reform."

Standing up in the audience and speaking before she was arrested, Sue Cannon, RN, said, "don't guarantee drug profits, guarantee healthcare. We're entrusted to care for our patients, and we can't do that without single-payer, guaranteed healthcare. We need no more Blue Crosses and double crosses."

"In honor of Florence Nightingale, patients need access to healthcare. We need to protect our patients, we need single-payer now," said NNOC/CNA Board member DeAnn McEwen, RN.

It was the second consecutive week of protests and arrests at the Finance Committee. Eight were arrested last week for speaking out on behalf of single-payer/guaranteed healthcare.


Baucus is the 6th generation of a Montana ranching family. He knows dang well who got on a horse and rode to his family's ranch when somebody was seriously sick or a baby needed to be delivered. It sure as heck wasn't the Blue Cross/Blue Shield rep!!

Lunes-y

I am thrilled to add Serious Eats to my list of blogs that interest & inspire me. Of course it's about FOOD. Food seems to be really inspiring and interesting these days--especially since it's so expensive!! Anything that helps me plan and cook nutritious food for hardly any money is high on my list.

It's a New York City blog, and it calls itself a community, too, which means you can join and get regular emails and stuff. (I don't know exactly cuz I haven't done this yet.)

Serious Eats does have a wonderful video, "Save the Honeybees," that I think everyone should watch. It's about BEES--and why they are dying out and what we can do about it. Take a look.....

It occurs to me that if 60% of all our crops are now GMO, maybe this is what's killing the bees--wiping out whole colonies. The video says 1/3 of all commercially raised bees died of colony collapse disorder (CCD) in 2007. There's an old saying "You can't fool Mother Nature." Guess not!!

(I apologize for a couple of very stubborn ADS on this video--not that I put them there, cuz I didn't--but I think if you move your cursor up toward the top left of the video frame and click, you might get rid of the ad before it has taken its own sweet time to close. Not sure of this, though, either.)

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Fix It Alla Time

The world is coming to an end!

Fiat, the Italian auto maker, is about to become the third largest automobile manufacturer in the WORLD!

I've had two Fiats in my life. They both drove me nuts--especially the first one. That was a lovely sea green model that needed towing so often in the first week that I took it back to the used car dealer and asked for my money back.

This apparently is not done in Iowa, but I persisted. It culminated in the dealer sneaking out of the back door and me following him. I saw him go into in a building at the back of the car lot, and when I opened the door, I discovered he had ducked into a broom closet.

He agreed to give me a refund, but when the check arrived, he hadn't signed it. This meant another trip to the dealership, where I was told he was out of town. His brother agreed to sign it, though, so that was that.

I took my check, went to another dealer, and bought ANOTHER Fiat, this one brand new and presumably able to operate longer than 90 minutes at a time. Everyone was sure I was crazy. (Ha. I never said I wasn't!)

The new Fiat was yellow with itty black racing stripes, and I loved it. I had loved the sea green one, too. Not only were they CUTE, they were both very comfortable. The cars themselves were small, but the passenger compartments were roomy as heck. It was like sitting on a comfy little sofa to drive a car.

Alas, the yellow car also began to act up shortly after I got it. It didn't like to be driven in the rain, and it didn't like to be driven when the weather was hot. I'd be driving along on my way home from work, rain would begin to fall, and maybe 15 minutes later the car would just quit dead on the highway. I'd park it as far off the roadway as I could without going into the ditch, gather up my briefcase, and thumb a ride home. (Easier than it sounds. Do you have any idea how WARY Iowans are of women hitchhikers wearing business suits and high heels out beside the highway?)

The guy at the gas station who towed my car told me about a foreign car mechanic in Lisbon (Iowa). The guy was a genius. He knew all about Fiats and shared my love for them. He said the problem was their new-fangled computerized fuel relay system. (This was in the early days of computers--the one we used at work was about the same size as the whole Fiat!) He said that when the computer sensed something was WRONG--"Rain! Dio, it's RAINING!!" or "HOT! Too hot to drive!!"--it would shut off the gas, and the engine would quit. The mechanic simply wired around the computer so the fuel relay system operated without thinking, and that took care of that.

The thing is, I'm a sucker for cute cars. Yeah, I don't have one now, and I don't drive much, either, and I probably will never own another car again in this lifetime...EXCEPT--there's always an EXCEPT with suckers like me--if I win the lottery and buy a SMART CAR!!!!

A Smart car is so cute you could eat it--the Smart salesroom in Paris is like nothing so much as a giant version of a revolving pastry dispenser at the automat. Each delicious little Smart comes in its own little slot inside the huge glass tower, and you can walk in, point to the one you want, and watch the machinery move it out of its slot, into an elevator, and down to the main floor. If you want to buy it on the spot and drive it away, you simply hand over $20,000 to $30,000, depending on the model, and happiness is yours!

But I digress...I congratulate Fiat for rising so high in the automotive world. It wasn't Fiat's fault that the guy at the first dealership (GM...ha!) couldn't figure out how to keep it running.

They make lovely cars. I wish them well.

It's the CONTENT, stupid!

Danps pins the tail on the newspaper donkey in Daily Kos when he says that "The Biggest Threat to Newspapers Is Newspapers."

He also says, referring to the WashPost's faux liberal Richard Cohen:
Couldn't the Post employ a fully self-identifying liberal like digby who both writes brilliantly AND understands that torture is a war crime?

Digby's Hullaballoo has long been one of my favorite, favorite blogs. The woman is SMART, and boy, can she write!!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

What IS my neighborhood?

I spent the last 10 years in Georgetown at the same address in the East Village. And then just before Thanksgiving of 2008, I moved to a new neighborhood in NW DC. Everyone, including me, seems to think this new part of town is called Petworth.

Well, maybe not. Just out of curiosity, I looked at the official NW DC neighborhood map. Which is not much help at all. Yes, while my home metro stop is the Georgia Avenue-Petworth stop, the official map shows the western boundary of Petworth is Georgia Avenue. Since the metro stop is on the east side of Georgia Avenue, that puts it in Petworth.

But I live west of Georgia Avenue, so what neighborhood am I in? Not Adams Morgan--that's too far west and south, right on top of Dupont Circle. Columbia Heights is northwest of Adams Morgan, which should put it (and me in it) right between Adams Morgan and Petworth.

Except, according to the official map, the eastern boundary of Columbia Heights is 16th Street--and Georgia Avenue is more or less 7th Street. That means in these parts, there's a 9 block strip between Columbia Heights and Petworth, and I can't seem to find anyone who will agree just WHAT this little neighborhood is called. So far, I've gotten votes on 16th Street Heights, 14th Street Heights, and North Tivoli or Tivoli North. North Tivoli/Tivoli North is what some people say the kids call it. "Kids," I'm presuming, are teenagers, and they are recalling the former appeal of the area, which once housed the Tivoli Theater, to their parents, who trooped there on Saturdays to watch movies. The Tivoli Theater building (now a restaurant) is still on one of the main intersections near the Columbia Heights metro stop--which, since it's on 14th street, is two blocks EAST of Columbia Heights.


And so on. I kept Googling. Thanks be, there is a wonderful map of the DC neighborhoods on Wikipedia. The author is Peter Fitzgerald, and I have to say that he seems to know his DC neighborhoods.

The answer to my question, according to Fitzgerald's map, is 16th Street Heights. I think.

Monday, May 11, 2009

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Sunday, May 10, 2009

What's the Matter with Arianna Huffington?

Why do we see DICK CHENEY'S face (not to mention Newt's and McCain's) all over Huffpost today? Genug, already! We elected a Democrat, and there are Democratic issues, and other news in the world to focus on instead of the Three Stooges!!!

Happy Mother's Day!

It's been quite a happy experience here in Petworth this Mother's Day....
Everyone I've met--man or woman, young or old--has wished me a Happy Mother's Day.
It's like being recognized just for being a woman.
Whether I'm actually a mother or not, I could be.
Nice.

Listen to your mama, Obama....

Salon today has a great Mother's Day article by Frances Kissling, and here it is:


It's time for Obama to listen to his mama

The president has promised to increase religion's influence on policymaking. He should honor the late Ann Dunham by strengthening the wall between church and state instead.

By Frances Kissling May. 10, 2009 |

I have a wish for Mother's Day: I'd like our president to listen to his mother and adopt a modicum of skepticism regarding the role of religion in government. Barack Obama's own religious background, as he noted at the annual National Prayer Breakfast in early February, includes a father who was a Muslim and became an atheist, "grandparents who were non-practicing Methodists and Baptists, and a mother who was skeptical of religion." But I've watched with some alarm as the president engages in a full-court press to prove that Democrats can use religion just as inappropriately as Republicans. He seems hellbent on establishing in the West Wing of the White House a religious intrusion into public policy that would make Karl Rove proud.

Yes, it was a Democrat, Bill Clinton, who started it all. In his welfare reform bill, Clinton included an expanded opportunity for religious groups to win federal funds for social services without meeting standards for not discriminating in employment and not proselytizing the people they served. A Republican, the second President Bush, opened the gate wider. He established the Office of Faith-Based Initiatives. It was controversial, and it was, transparently, an effort to steer money toward the GOP's religious base, but it had only one task, which it pursued aggressively. It guided religious groups through the federal funding process and ensured that they got a share of federal and state monies.

Obama has confirmed that the funding role of the faith-based office will continue; during the presidential campaign, he promised to increase funding. He has also renamed the office and greatly expanded its role. What is now called the Office of Faith-Based and Neighborhood Partnerships will be led by a 27-year-old Pentecostal pastor, Josh DuBois, and it have a wide policy advisory role. Not only will it continue to guide religious groups through the grant-making process, but it has also assembled a 25-member Presidential Advisory Council to serve as a policy advisor to the president on some of the very issues where religion has been more of a problem than a solution: gender, sex and reproduction. The council is already busily working on the first four issues the president laid before it: supporting women and children, addressing teen pregnancy, reducing the need for abortion, and promoting peace in international relations. A new mandate has been added, and the council can now meddle in environmental policy as well. The executive order establishing the council permits it to "request and collect information, hold hearings, establish subcommittees and establish task forces" that include both its own members and others.

How did this happen? Well, think back to the Democratic defeats of 2004. Pundits and pollsters proposed that John Kerry lost, and the GOP gained in the House and Senate, because Democrats were seen as hostile to religion and "moral values." Big money supporters were up in arms and started meeting to plan the future of the party. It was decided that Democrats had to reach out to religion. The Democrats had to counter the Republican Party's religious right with their own army of God -- and that meant getting religion into electoral politics.

Mainstream religion, which was mostly allied with the Democratic Party on issues, demurred. The mainline Protestants -- Episcopalians, Presbyterians, Methodists, et al. -- had a role in promoting moral values through lobbying for social justice, but they had no stomach for becoming campaign workers in Ohio, Colorado, Pennsylvania and other battleground states. That slack was taken up by outliers in the world of religion: evangelicals who had broken ranks with the far right on poverty, the environment and war, but not on women, sex and reproduction. Led by Jim Wallis, this crowd started advising candidates on how to talk a language that would convince Christians that the Democrats believed in God.

Sure enough, we started to hear Democrats note that there were 3,000 verses in the Bible about poverty or that the budget was a moral document or that the number of abortions that occurred in the U.S. was a national tragedy that needed to be reduced.
A small slice of the Catholic community joined in -- again, the "peace and justice but no contraception or abortion" crowd, a group that had no clout with anyone. They didn't mirror the views of most Catholics, who are pro-choice and strongly pro-family planning, and they were not favored by the bishops, who were happy to sacrifice peace and justice for Republican anti-choice rhetoric.

Politics makes strange bedfellows, and the Democratic Party and these evangelicals and Catholics teamed up to elect Democrats. The faith-based folks went to Ohio, Colorado, Pennsylvania and Kansas in 2006 and 2008 and knocked on doors. They put their antiabortion credibility on the line, noting that it was pretty impossible to make abortion illegal and that therefore Obama was a better choice to make it rare. Obama started to talk about reducing the need for abortion by making adoption more palatable and supporting women who are pregnant and want to continue the pregnancy. He promised to work for common ground on abortion.

The fact is that like it or not, common ground on abortion has already been achieved. Abortion will be legal, but it will be restricted. Both sides of the debate are pretty well shut out of political discourse. Heard NARAL or Planned Parenthood quoted in the media recently? The National Right to Life Committee of Operation Rescue?

Designing a faith-based office that focuses on these kinds of issues, which rightly belong in the Department of Health and Human Services and in the White House Office on Women and Girls, makes no sense. It is wrong to cede issues related to sexuality, gender and reproduction to religious leaders who have been afraid to utter the word "sex" from their pulpits and who continue to discriminate against women within their denominations. It is frankly bizarre to turn to religions that have been fighting each other for centuries over which is the true faith and ask these ancient foes to mediate large-scale issues of ethical conflict.

Bill Clinton misread the American public on religion. So did George W. Bush, who never convinced anyone that he was a man of faith, but did eventually manage to convince everyone except evangelical Christians that they should leave the GOP. Obama is making the same kind of miscalculation. Find a church to worship in on Sundays, Mr. President, but get sectarian religious values out of the White House.


If we don't want to water down the Constitution of the United States to accommodate domestic spying or create an imperial presidency, we should remember that the same constitution does not allow, in the words of Thomas Jefferson, "intermeddling with religious institutions, their doctrines, discipline, or exercises."

Friday, May 08, 2009

How 'Bout a Refund, Edwards?

When we lived in Bismarck, Senator Margaret Chase Smith announced in January of 1964 that she was running for President. Smith was not the first woman to run for President of the U.S.-Victoria Claflin Woodhull was, in 1872--but Smith was the first to seek the endorsement of one of the two major parties (in this case, the Republican Party). Woodhull was a third-party candidate for the Equal Rights Party.

Anyway, good little Republican wife that I was back then, I was overjoyed when Senator Smith announced she was running. I sent her a $2 bill enclosed in a note of encouragement--"You are the best of the bunch, Republicans or Democrats." Also, not only was $2 hard to come by in those days, but a $2 bill had special cachet. My husband's grandmother gave us a $2 bill for our wedding. You had to go to the bank to get one, too. There were few in everyday circulation.

Senator Smith dropped out of the contest but not before she had campaigned in five of the 17 Republican primaries, finishing a respectable SECOND in Illinois. She did not accept any private contributions, and I recall feeling very sad when I got a letter from her with her gracious thanks and my $2 bill enclosed.

Not long ago, it was possible to type my home address in Google and come up with a list of persons living in my neighborhood and the total of their political contributions to specific organizations or candidates. I remember feeling a bit smug when I saw that one of my neighbors who annually brought his White House Christmas card hand-signed by "George and Laura" to December gatherings, had coughed up $100 to the Republicans, while I had managed somehow to contribute about $400 to John Edwards.

Edwards is not half the man Margaret Chase Smith (or Victoria Claflin Woodhull, either) was, so I don't expect to see a dime of that returned. But now that he's back in the news, and I've had time to revisit the extent of his mischief and think about it a bit, I'm tempted to ask him for a refund--except the person who would pay the most for that would be his wonderful wife, Elizabeth.

Character Assassination 2009

Glenn Greenwald's column in today's Salon speaks to the despicable strategies persons devoted to the right wing are using in their efforts to block highly qualified persons from--what? even being CONSIDERED by President Obama for the Supreme Court? It's all very unfair and very disheartening.

Here's a good part of the article:

Friday May 8, 2009 06:08 EDT
Puzzle: to whom might the NYT be referring in its Editorial?

(Updated below - Update II )

In an Editorial today on Obama's selection to replace David Souter on the Supreme Court, The New York Times writes:

It’s never too early, it appears, to start the character assassination, especially against one possible candidate, Judge Sonia Sotomayor. . . .

Supreme Court vacancies have long been political fights, sometimes intense ones, but generally, they begin when a candidate is picked. This time, the attacks have already begun, many aimed at Judge Sotomayor and beyond the pale of reasonable debate. She is being called insufficiently intellectual despite her stellar academic credentials. Her temperament is being assailed, generally by anonymous detractors. . . .

When President Obama makes his decision, he should ignore the uninformed and mean-spirited chattering and select the best person for the job.

Congratulations to Jeffrey Rosen, TNR and Rosen's Eminent Legal Scholar friends for their uncredited appearance in today's NYT Editorial. The mini-scandal over the Rosen/TNR assault on Sotomayor is packed with ironies, most prominently the fact that Rosen's criticisms of her work were characterized by extreme intellectual sloth and even deep confusion over simple legal issues (as even his own fellow law professors pointed out in unusually stinging critiques), all as Rosen proudly held himself out as the crusader on behalf of so-called "concerns" over Sotomayer's intellectual abilities.

But today's NYT Editorial underscores another glaring and significant irony. Consider one of the prime complaints from people who snidely dismiss online commentary, as Rosen obviously does (as I noted yesterday, he can't deign to name any critics to whom he's responding; he strangely refers to those who wrote criticisms of his article as "readers"; he subtly mocks the criticisms which he provoked as "an enthusiastic response in the blogosphere"). From that condescending circle, it is frequently heard that online and blog commentary is "unreliable" and even harmful because it has no standards, because the online rabble can say anything they want, because anonymity permits reckless attacks and breeds mean-spirited gossip. Apparently, though, if that exact same anonymous, standards-less, malicious, fact-free chatter is placed under the banner of The New Republic (or the NYT or The Washington Post or NBC News) and endowed with the byline of a Serious journalist, then it's magically transformed into "reporting."

Thus we have The New York Times today condemning "character assassinations beyond the pale of reasonable debate" and "uninformed and mean-spirited chattering" by "anonymous detractors," and they're not referring to anything coming from blogs. Instead, all of that came from one of the leading lights of the Respectable Intellectual Center, in an establishment journal, purporting to carry out the dirty work of Eminent Legal Scholars while calling it "journalism." Note, by meaningful contrast, that those who generated the so-called "enthusiastic response in the blogosphere" to Rosen's smears actually attached their names to what they said -- and used verifiable facts and documented evidence when doing so. For all the hand-wringing about the harmful effects of anonymity and fact-free, unaccountable gossip from blogs, such things are actually found far more often in the very establishment venues where those complaints are so self-righteously voiced, decorated with the label of "reporting."

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On a related note: I received the following email last night from Berkeley Law Professor Melissa Murray:

Dear Glenn,

As a former Sotomayor clerk, I just wanted to thank you for your responses to Jeffrey Rosen's recent "article" about the judge. My year clerking for her was one of the most challenging and exhilarating experiences of my career. Her intellect, professionalism, and diligence were remarkable and inspiring. In researching a case, she never left a stone unturned, nor did she allow us to take shortcuts in our work. It's too bad Jeffrey Rosen never benefited from her example.

Thursday, May 07, 2009

Since when.....

Have they started to put VINEGAR in French onion soup? Why not catsup or hot sauce? I had a bowl of French onion soup today, and the vinegar was the most pronounced taste. I'm sorry, but I don't like SOUR French onion soup. And I don't care if it's balsamic vinegar. I think it's time for me to revisit Paris where I can get non-sour F.O.S. any time.



(and no, this is not Sancerre on rue des Abbesses.....it's the loover!)

Ooops....there's more!

Big Guy's and my pal Mary Z from the CA wine country sent the following rebuttal to the preceding post from Snopes:

http://www.snopes.com/language/document/1895exam.asp

8th grade education - could you pass this 5 hour exam from 1895?

Got this today from the Big Guy* (below with another notable fellow):

*Jimmy Feeney, SHS '54


This is pretty sobering, and as noted at the end, gives meaning to those with "only" an 8th grade education back in the "good old days" when my mother and father were born.
The five tests covered five subjects, were approx. an hour long each, with 8 to 10 questions :

Grammar
Arithmetic
U S History
Orthography (???)
Geography


This is the eighth-grade final exam from 1895 in Salina, Kansas, USA. It was taken from the original document on file at the Smokey Valley Genealogical Society and Library in Salina, and reprinted by the Salina Journal.



*_8th Grade Final Exam: Salina, KS - 1895_*



*Grammar (Time, one hour)

**1. Give nine rules for the use of capital letters.
**2. Name the parts of speech and define those that have no modifications.**
**3. Define verse, stanza and paragraph.**
**4. What are the principal parts of a verb? Give principal parts of "lie,""play," and "run."**
**5. Define case; illustrate each case.**
**6 What is punctuation? Give rules for principal marks of punctuation.**
**7 - 10. Write a composition of about 150 words and show therein that you understand the practical use of the rules of grammar.***



*Arithmetic (Time,1 hour 15 minutes)*


**1. Name and define the Fundamental Rules of Arithmetic.***
**2. A wagon box is 2 ft. deep, 10 feet long, and 3 ft. wide. How many bushels of wheat will it hold?**
**3. If a load of wheat weighs 3,942 lbs., what is it worth at 50cts/bushel, deducting 1,050 lbs. for tare?**
**4. District No. 33 has a valuation of $35,000. What is the necessary levy to carry on a school seven months at $50 per month, and have $104 for incidentals?**
**5. Find the cost of 6,720 lbs. coal at $6.00 per ton.**
**6. Find the interest of $512.60 for 8 months and 18 days at 7 percent.**
**7. What is the cost of 40 boards 12 inches wide and 16 ft. long at $20 per meter?**
**8. Find bank discount on $300 for 90 days (no grace) at 10 percent.**
**9. What is the cost of a square farm at $15 per acre, the distance of which is 640 rods?**
**10. Write a Bank Check, a Promissory Note, and a Receipt***



*U.S.** History (Time, 45 minutes)*



**1. Give the epochs into which U.S. History is divided.***
**2. Give an account of the discovery of America by Columbus.**
**3. Relate the causes and results of the Revolutionary War.**
**4. Show the territorial growth of the United States.**
**5. Tell what you can of the history of Kansas.**
**6. Describe three of the most prominent battles of the Rebellion.**
**7. Who were the following: Morse, Whitney, Fulton, Bell, Lincoln, Penn, and Howe?**
**8. Name events connected with the following dates: 1607, 1620, 1800, 1849, 1865.***



*Orthography (Time, one hour)*

*[Do we even know what this is??]*


**1. What is meant by the following: alphabet, phonetic, orthography, etymology, syllabication?***
**2. What are elementary sounds? How classified?**
**3. What are the following, and give examples of each: trigraph, subvocals, diphthong, cognate letters, linguals.**
**4. Give four substitutes for caret 'u.'**
**5. Give two rules for spelling words with final 'e.' Name two exceptions under each rule.**
**6. Give two uses of silent letters in spelling. Illustrate each.**
**7. Define the following prefixes and use in connection with a word: bi, dis, mis, pre, semi, post, non, inter, mono, sup.***
**8. Mark diacritically and divide into syllables the following, and name the sign that
indicates the sound: card, ball, mercy, sir, odd, cell, rise, blood, fare, last.**
**9. Use the following correctly in sentences: cite, site, sight, fane, fain, feign, vane, vain, vein, raze, raise, rays.**
**10. Write 10 words frequently mispronounced and indicate pronunciation by use of diacritical marks and by syllabication.***



*Geography (Time, one hour)*



**1 What is climate? Upon what does climate depend?***
**2. How do you account for the extremes of climate in Kansas ?**
**3. Of what use are rivers? Of what use is the ocean?**
**4. Describe the mountains of North America.**
**5. Name and describe the following: Monrovia, Odessa, Denver, Manitoba, Hecla, Yukon, St. Helena, Juan Fernandez, Aspinwall, and Orinoco.**
**6. Name and locate the principal trade centers of the U.S.**
**7. Name all the republics of Europe and give the capital of each.**
**8. Why is the Atlantic Coast colder than the Pacific in the same latitude?**
**9. Describe the process by which the water of the ocean returns to the sources of rivers.**
**10. Describe the movements of the earth. Give the inclination of the earth.**

*Notice that the exam took FIVE HOURS to complete.*

*Gives the saying "she only had an 8th grade education" a whole new meaning, doesn't it?!*


Tuesday, May 05, 2009

El Sistema

It's been a while since I've posted a TED Talk on here, and the following has moved me to tears:

Gustavo Dudamel and the Teresa Carreño Youth Orchestra: A musical sensation from Venezuela




The Teresa Carreño Youth Orchestra contains the best high school musicians from Venezuela's life-changing music program, El Sistema. Led here by Gustavo Dudamel, they play Shostakovich's Symphony No. 10, 2nd movement, and Arturo Márquez' Danzón No. 2.

Gustavo Dudamel, himself a… Full bio and more links

I hope you will explore all the links and learn everything you can about this fabulous program and its founder, Dr. Jose Abreu. Here's a quote from the El Sistema link:

33 years ago in a parking garage in Caracas, Dr. José Antonio Abreu gathered together 11 children to play music. El Sistema was born. It now teaches music to 300,000 of Venezuela’s poorest children, demonstrating the power of ensemble music to dramatically change the life trajectory of hundreds of thousands of a nation’s youth while transforming the communities around them.

Sunday, May 03, 2009

the REAL swine flu!

Well, thanks a lot, Mr. President and Congress! The greedy swine (yes, that word) on Wall St. and in Detroit get billions to help them out of problems of their own making, but word has reached me that there will be NO SOCIAL SECURITY COST OF LIVING ADJUSTMENTS (raises) for 2010 AND 2011.

Is this the best America can do for those living on their pitiful SS checks? I'm sure the Repuglicans and the Dumbocrats (the ones that vote with the Repugs) approve heartily. I can just hear Boner or Nucklehead Nelson saying "They'd do just fine if they didn't blow it all on gin and groceries"!

Champagne for Wall Street and Detroit, no COLA for seniors for two years!!

It's enough to make you sick....and there doesn't seem to be any vaccine for this, either.

Saturday, May 02, 2009

First Woman and Openly Gay Poet Laureate of Britain!!


After 341 years of exclusively male poet laureates, Britain finally named a WOMAN--Carol Ann Duffy! You go, girl!!

The Mirror.UK.Com printed this previous unpublished poem by Duffy:

The Words Of Poems

The words of poems are nails which tack the wind to a page, so that the gone hour when your kite pulled you over the field blows in your hair.

They're hand-mirrors, a poem's words, holding the wept tears on your face, like a purse holds small change, or the breath that said things.

They're fishing-nets, scooping sprats and tiddlers out of a stream or the gleaming trout that startled the air when you threw it back. The words of poems are stars, dot-to-dots of the Great Bear, the Milky Way your telescope caught; or breves filled with the light of the full moon you saw from your bedroom window; or little flames like the tongues of Hallowe'en candles.

The words of poems are spells, dropping like pennies into a wishing-well, remember the far splash? They're sparklers, scrawling their silver loops and hoops on the night, again in your gloved fist on November the Fifth.

They're goldfish in their sad plastic bags at the fair, you stood there. The words of poems are coins in a poor man's hat; the claws of a lost cat.

The words of poems are who you were.

Friday, May 01, 2009

And, er.....



I got this from Yinka! Happy pigs, happy kid....

Thanks, Lu!

Saw this great video on the art of proper sneezing in a Facebook post by my niece, Lu. If we're going to have a bug, we need to learn how NOT to spread it around.

It bears repeating....

Excerpt from Boss Hog, reprinted today in Digby's Hullaballoo:

If you haven't read it yet, and I apologize for repeating this link but it really is that good, go now and read Boss Hog. You will never eat Smithfield products again:

A lot of pig shit is one thing; a lot of highly toxic pig shit is another. The excrement of Smithfield hogs is hardly even pig shit: On a continuum of pollutants, it is probably closer to radioactive waste than to organic manure. The reason it is so toxic is Smithfield's efficiency. The company produces 6 billion pounds of packaged pork each year. That's a remarkable achievement, a prolificacy unimagined only two decades ago, and the only way to do it is to raise pigs in astonishing, unprecedented concentrations.

Smithfield's pigs live by the hundreds or thousands in warehouse-like barns, in rows of wall-to-wall pens. Sows are artificially inseminated and fed and delivered of their piglets in cages so small they cannot turn around. Forty fully grown 250-pound male hogs often occupy a pen the size of a tiny apartment. They trample each other to death. There is no sunlight, straw, fresh air or earth. The floors are slatted to allow excrement to fall into a catchment pit under the pens, but many things besides excrement can wind up in the pits: afterbirths, piglets accidentally crushed by their mothers, old batteries, broken bottles of insecticide, antibiotic syringes, stillborn pigs -- anything small enough to fit through the foot-wide pipes that drain the pits. The pipes remain closed until enough sewage accumulates in the pits to create good expulsion pressure; then the pipes are opened and everything bursts out into a large holding pond.

The temperature inside hog houses is often hotter than ninety degrees. The air, saturated almost to the point of precipitation with gases from shit and chemicals, can be lethal to the pigs. Enormous exhaust fans run twenty-four hours a day. The ventilation systems function like the ventilators of terminal patients: If they break down for any length of time, pigs start dying.

From Smithfield's point of view, the problem with this lifestyle is immunological. Taken together, the immobility, poisonous air and terror of confinement badly damage the pigs' immune systems. They become susceptible to infection, and in such dense quarters microbes or parasites or fungi, once established in one pig, will rush spritelike through the whole population. [Emphasis added.] Accordingly, factory pigs are infused with a huge range of antibiotics and vaccines, and are doused with insecticides. Without these compounds -- oxytetracycline, draxxin, ceftiofur, tiamulin -- diseases would likely kill them. Thus factory-farm pigs remain in a state of dying until they're slaughtered. When a pig nearly ready to be slaughtered grows ill, workers sometimes shoot it up with as many drugs as necessary to get it to the slaughterhouse under its own power. As long as the pig remains ambulatory, it can be legally killed and sold as meat.

The drugs Smithfield administers to its pigs, of course, exit its hog houses in pig shit. Industrial pig waste also contains a host of other toxic substances: ammonia, methane, hydrogen sulfide, carbon monoxide, cyanide, phosphorous, nitrates and heavy metals. In addition, the waste nurses more than 100 microbial pathogens that can cause illness in humans [Emphasis added], including salmonella, cryptosporidium, streptocolli and girardia. Each gram of hog shit can contain as much as 100 million fecal coliform bacteria.

Smithfield's holding ponds -- the company calls them lagoons -- cover as much as 120,000 square feet. The area around a single slaughterhouse can contain hundreds of lagoons, some of which run thirty feet deep. The liquid in them is not brown. The interactions between the bacteria and blood and afterbirths and stillborn piglets and urine and excrement and chemicals and drugs turn the lagoons pink.

Even light rains can cause lagoons to overflow; major floods have transformed entire counties into pig-shit bayous. To alleviate swelling lagoons, workers sometimes pump the shit out of them and spray the waste on surrounding fields, which results in what the industry daintily refers to as "overapplication." This can turn hundreds of acres -- thousands of football fields -- into shallow mud puddles of pig shit. Tree branches drip with pig shit.

Some pig-farm lagoons have polyethylene liners, which can be punctured by rocks in the ground, allowing shit to seep beneath the liners and spread and ferment. Gases from the fermentation can inflate the liner like a hot-air balloon and rise in an expanding, accelerating bubble, forcing thousands of tons of feces out of the lagoon in all directions.


The lagoons themselves are so viscous and venomous that if someone falls in it is foolish to try to save him. A few years ago, a truck driver in Oklahoma was transferring pig shit to a lagoon when he and his truck went over the side. It took almost three weeks to recover his body. In 1992, when a worker making repairs to a lagoon in Minnesota began to choke to death on the fumes, another worker dived in after him, and they died the same death. In another instance, a worker who was repairing a lagoon in Michigan was overcome by the fumes and fell in. His fifteen-year-old nephew dived in to save him but was overcome, the worker's cousin went in to save the teenager but was overcome, the worker's older brother dived in to save them but was overcome, and then the worker's father dived in. They all died in pig shit.*

Smithfield has a long history of spectacular pollution. Here's an article from 1997:

One of the largest pork companies on the East Coast was fined $12.6 million - the largest water pollution fine ever- for dumping hog waste into a Chesapeake Bay tributary.

U.S. District Judge Rebecca B. Smith ruled Aug. 8 that Smithfield Foods Inc. was liable for nearly 7,000 violations of the Clean Water Act since 1991. She said she wanted at least a portion of the fine to be used for Chesapeake Bay restoration efforts. The ruling resulted from an EPA lawsuit that accused Smithfield of polluting the Pagan River and destroying documents to cover it up.

And here, my friend Maria Hinojosa (our children go to the same school) of NOW goes inside a Smithfield pig processing plant in North Carolina to examine efforts to establish a union at the plant. She reports, among other things, that the stench was so awful that a member of her production crew nearly vomited. And try to put yourself in the place of those workers, spending north of 6 hours a day in that nauseating environment, slicing fat off a never-ending supply of dead pig carcasses - extremely dangerous work.

Here's an article from E Magazine in May-June 2000 entitled Factory Pig Farms Spread Filth & Disease:

"Transmission of influenza viruses from birds to mammals has probably occurred for centuries," said Dr. Robert Webster of the St. Jude Children's Research Hospital, Memphis, Tennessee, speaking at the Second International Symposium on Influenza and Other Respiratory Viruses. "However, increased opportunities for transmission, larger chicken and pig populations, and overall growth of human populations are associated with a higher risk of
interspecies reassortment. This situation is a possible start for a new pandemic."

While the timing of the next influenza pandemic cannot be predicted, experts agree it is inevitable. The U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) projects that the next pandemic could kill between 89,000 to 207,000 people, and result in 314,000 to 734,000 hospitalizations. Infectious disease specialists say health authorities are not prepared.*



Finally, here's a a pollution locator to help you locate factory farms in your community. Frankly, I'd think just a quick sniff of the air would be enough, but this could be helpful, I suppose...

That's enough for now. Every time I hear SWINE Flu described by euphemism, I'll post more and more descriptions, videos and photos of the industrial meat industry. I'd like to encourage other bloggers to do the same.


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*Note:It is true that the crowded, filthy, conditions of Smithfield's industrial hog farms are a perfect breeding ground for disease and viruses, including ones that infect humans. It is also true that Smithfield is an unspeakably prolific polluter. From the Rolling Stone article above:

In 1999, Luter bought a state-owned company called Animex, one of Poland's biggest hog processors. Then he began doing business through a Polish subsidiary called Prima Farms, acquiring huge moribund Communist-era hog farms and converting them into concentrated feeding operations. Pork prices in Poland were low, so Smithfield's sweeping expansion didn't make strict economic sense, except that it had the virtue of pushing small hog farmers toward bankruptcy. By 2003, Animex was operating six subsidiary companies and seven processing plants, selling nine brands of meat and taking in $338 million annually.

The usual violations occurred. Near one of Smithfield's largest plants, in Byszkowo, an enormous pool of frozen pig shit, pumped into a lagoon in winter, melted and ran into two nearby lakes. The lake water turned brown; residents in local villages got skin rashes and eye infections; the stench made it impossible to eat. A recent report to the Helsinki Commission found that Smithfield's pollution throughout Poland was damaging the country's ecosystems. Overapplication was endemic. Farmers without permits were piping liquid pig shit directly into watersheds that fed into the Baltic Sea.

It is also true that a Smithfield subsidiary was about 12 miles from La Gloria, where the first cases of the latest SWINE Flu strain occurred: some 60% of the town was affected. And it is also true that the Smithfield subsidiary in Mexico is also an incredibly disgusting polluter.

However, there is, at present, no hard evidence yet linking Smithfield Foods' practices to this SWINE Flu virus. This is important to remember: whether or not Smithfield Foods eventually gets implicated in the SWINE Flu outbreak does not change the simple fact that their business practice is unhealthy, unsanitary, unspeakably cruel to both pigs and humans, and extremely dangerous to work in.