LOL didn’t know my stalker was a Lakers fan.
My heart is bursting. I’m grabbing on to this beautiful moment in pop culture and never letting go.
I didn’t fight for Wall St. I fought for America.
I don’t even think thats the best line, here’s more of what the Marine said:
My true hope, though, is that we Veterans can act as first line of defense between the police and the protester. If they want to get to some protesters so they can mace them, they will have to get through the Fucking Marine Corps first. Let’s see a cop mace a bunch of decorated war vets.
When every guy you know thinks he’s Holden Caulfield, Jay Gatsby or Patrick Bateman.
High school PTSD.
I have a lot of empathy for Aster’s perspective. There are many folks who simply can’t “live more sustainably” or “do their part” without great sacrifice, and I think this is what’s missing from most of the dialogue on diet and nutrition. My mother grew up farming with her mom; I grew up coupon-clipping with mine. Between her wariness for canned/frozen food and her penchant for bargain hunting, we were able to eat healthily despite not being well-off. (Though like the author of the above quote, I consumed a lot of cheap protein at times.) I lived in a suburb of Los Angeles, so we were lucky; there are far fewer economically diverse options in most other places. The dietary options of poor people are limited everyday due to the cost of food, the availability of supermarkets, and the time needed to prepare healthful meals.
Did you grow up poor? Have your food options been limited by cost? Chime in via the comments or the following Food & Social Justice poll (which I started yesterday as part of a discussion on vegetarianism):
The Chicktionary: Food & Social Justice (via lenachen)
Along the same lines: http://blackgirlsguidetoweightloss.com/health-news/elitism-on-a-food-stamp-budget/
What also gets lost in the bullshit hysterics over poor people buying tons of junk on food stamps is the reality that there’s a whole underclass that doesn’t even qualify for food stamps. You have to be a US citizen, for one. My parents say my brother’s birth was the thing that helped us out most in our early years in the US: we qualified for the WIC program, which does not require citizenship and provides new mothers with discounts on essentials like milk and eggs. Junk food was not a choice.