Food Inc.
Thursday, December 10, 2009 Edit This 1 Comment »
Y'all know I have a penchant for documentaries. Here's another one that I would recommend (if you have a strong stomach).
I'm getting really tired of being shocked and dismayed. I was already aware of most of the concepts presented in this film before I saw it, but it is still shocking and depressing to be reminded. I've been making a feeble attempt to buy more locally produced food, but have gotten away from organics somewhere between having 2 kids and having 4. Those feeble attempts just haven't been enough to ease my conscience. It doesn't help that I wasn't motivated toward organic for health reasons, I was motivated by ethical reasons. This film was a reminder.
Sometimes I am troubled by so many things that I feel like no one else cares about, I want to pack up my family and run away from the suburbs as fast as I can. I contemplated erasing that last sentence, but honesty prevailed. What's the point of keeping a journal if you don't talk about your feelings, right? I like to pretend no one actually reads this, then right before I hit publish...I remember there are actually quite a few of you lurking out there. Hello quiet people (waves at screen). Once every half century I actually check my stat counter and remember all of you are out there, and I am not just talking to my self.
I'm getting really tired of being shocked and dismayed. I was already aware of most of the concepts presented in this film before I saw it, but it is still shocking and depressing to be reminded. I've been making a feeble attempt to buy more locally produced food, but have gotten away from organics somewhere between having 2 kids and having 4. Those feeble attempts just haven't been enough to ease my conscience. It doesn't help that I wasn't motivated toward organic for health reasons, I was motivated by ethical reasons. This film was a reminder.Sometimes I am troubled by so many things that I feel like no one else cares about, I want to pack up my family and run away from the suburbs as fast as I can. I contemplated erasing that last sentence, but honesty prevailed. What's the point of keeping a journal if you don't talk about your feelings, right? I like to pretend no one actually reads this, then right before I hit publish...I remember there are actually quite a few of you lurking out there. Hello quiet people (waves at screen). Once every half century I actually check my stat counter and remember all of you are out there, and I am not just talking to my self.










