Bill & Lou Need Your Voice – Use It Now!

A college. An agribusiness program/project that uses animals as things rather than the sentient individuals who they are. The individuals? Two cows – Bill and Lou.

Conflicting stories as to their fate – from the same institution telling the stories, all representatives of the college and the affiliated farm. And a group of concerned citizens who wish to know the truth.

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New York Times photo: “Baylee Drown, the assistant manager at Green Mountain College’s farm, with Bill, one of the college’s two oxen that [sic] are scheduled to be slaughtered this month [October 2012].”

I am among that group of people. And I hope you’ll join me in urging Green Mountain College to be upfront in what it did with Bill and Lou – two cows whose fates were in the hands of the institution’s administrators. Their plight raised an international outcry. The school planned on sending them to slaughter and serve them to the students – yep, you heard me right. You might even recall that story as I remember it. Then school officials said they wouldn’t. Then Bill and Lou disappeared. Now sources within the school (Green Mountain College’s Cerridwen Farm) allege that Bill and Lou were sent to slaughter anyway. Wouldn’t surprise me even though that action would/will (?) stomp all over Green Mountain student body’s belief in its school administration’s integrity.

Over 3 million voices were heard in 2012 before their deaths – make yours heard today.

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Ode de Toilet – no really.

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Light side of life because I tend to tell y’all about the less then light side of life.

Why exactly are toilets made of porcelain? Well, according to Gizmodo, there are good reasons. They report that Kohler‘s Senior Product Manager for Toilets Brian Hedlund (hopefully that’s not Mr. Hedlund’s literal title), toilets need just a few things to be the best that they can be. Continue reading

If your place is swelteringly hot, take a …

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Air conditioning units on a building – hanging frighteningly above the public. Photo credit: niallkennedy.

If your place is swelteringly hot, check these suggestions out. Although I’ve made iced coffee at home I’ve yet to make coffee-cicles.

“Yet,” I said …

It’s only August. If you live in a place like I do, where the temperatures get absolutely insane for no good reason (IMO), these might be helpful. For some, it’s dry, for others – the humidity can destroy ya’. Not every idea will work for every home or climate, but perhaps you’ll be as surprised as I was about some of them.

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Chelsea Deserves Our Support.

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Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell. After years of suffering under bigoted laws, now the government wishes to be further assholes? No, U.S. Gov. Fix what you’ve done and be the “bigger person” (but recognize you’ve not been bigger by just doing what’s right to do – supporting Chelsea Manning). Thank you. Photo credit: Umpqua.

Hey U.S. Government!

Look what happens when you deny rights and then actually slam someone who has been holding YOU accountable. Now you get to pay for the medical treatment that you are trying to squirm out of. Shame on the U.S. Military for this one.

Get it right. Stand behind Chelsea and be the “bigger man.” ha. Guess you’re hiding behind fear again. Let’s see …

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell?

Check.

Marriage Equality?

Errrrm. No.

Trans Concerns?

Big Fat Zero = Failed.

Please rework your policies and bring them by my office in the next few days. Thanks.

OCD OCD OCD OCD OCD OCD OCD OCD OCD

I found this post via Thought Catalog which lists Button Poetry as its source. We see a man named Neil Hilborn. He “recites a poem about his one true love.”

The poem and performance are described as “heartbreaking” …

… “(and beautiful).”

I agree.

For “our gal” whether she calls or not, and the man who lent us money when Reeve was out of work. Thank you for having helped us. For Reeve who watered the babies when I traveled so much and I couldn’t provide them with what they needed to survive. For Mamacita with her foggy eyes – rest peacefully sweet girl with half of a tail. For Rocco and Sasha. You make me cry regularly. And for Shirley. L. left you six or more years ago and you were hanging strong. Please do not suffer tonight. If you pass too, please pass peacefully. I’m on my way to lay with you on the floor.

Good Night. I leave the lights on and the door unlocked. My heart is always open.