What to do with vegans?

What is a vegan? Well a clear definition of one is someone who, for various reasons, chooses to avoid using or consuming animal products. While vegetarians choose not to use flesh foods, vegans also avoid dairy and eggs, as well as fur, leather, wool, down, and cosmetics or chemical products tested on animals. Out of the various components of what makes a vegan I find the ethical one most fascinating. It is to not consume animal products or any animal produced products that caused the animal pain. Wow!! That is very admirable to try to make a difference in the world by proving eating animals is not necessary. What a world we could have knowing that if everyone rebelled and didn't eat animal products or support in any processes that gave them pain. Ahhh, what a world. Actually there would not be a world. Damn.

Vegans idealistic ways the world should be are unrealistic and also would result in the end of life. An example would be how humans evolved. Human beings evolved so rapidly and their brains grew so fast because the early humans were increasing meat in their diets. It is proven that brains can evolve faster over time by eating meat and this gives certain vital proteins and fats in abundance to the body which makes it easier to develop over time. The early humans used animal furs and hides as clothing from the elements as well. It probably wouldn't have been such a good idea to try to migrate North just being naked. To add to the list most of the reliable and continuing medical procedures and medications are tested on animals as well. Its a shame we don't have more vegans to volunteer for medical experiments. We could have saved so many animals lives. I could go on forever about the the hypocrisy of vegans and how their individualism is just a cover for pure ignorance but I have a life that has a reachable goal and the tools to get their. I am just happy now that vegans didn't rule the world because man might not have evolved into the complex organisms we are today and we might not have colonized the globe without protection from the elements. People that I care about might not be alive right now if their was no animal testing. So I thank all animals for creating what we have today and I know that today is not the time to create a world without animal products or animal procedures.

http://www.vegan.org/
Fall 09- Anthro 101

Bullet to the brain

After reading "Bullet in the Brain" by Tobias Wolff I determined this short story was extremely lacking of a traditional structure. It was unique the way it started and ended. I thought this story showed an interesting way of the interpretation of time and how it can be displayed in the mind. This unusual method made me finish reading even though I did not like the structure of the story at all. Some of the stories strengths were the use of imaginary. Great details were expressed and did well in showing past parts of Anders life. This enhanced the mood for Anders as well as developed his character into a positive attitude toward the end. A general idea from this short story depicts what happens to people who just can't shut there mouth and be happy with what they have. Ultimately his behavior of criticizing people is what destroyed him in the end.

Please remember

When I was younger the primary person who would always watch me after school was my Nana(great grandmother). After I would get out of elementary school I would take the bus to see her until my parents were able to pick me up. This was a routine that I had done since I was 5. She would always spoil me and give me every snack I could imagine. She also helped me with my homework and became a very special person in my life. A few years later when I was 9 my mom gets a call and they tell her that my Nana is in the hospital and has broken a hip. My mom was upset because actually my Nana raised her instead of her own mother. We rush down to the the hospital and find that she is in a lot of pain but she is ok and that comforts us that nothing else had happened.
Over time it was practical to have my Nana live in a nursing home since she had not done well with rehabilitation. I eventually was able to ride my bike to go visit her everyday in the summer. We would enjoy popcorn and diet Shasta lime soda. Then my Nana started to get sick and my mom kept me from going to see here by myself for quite awhile. I didn't know what was going on but I understood that it wasn't good because it was making my mom upset everyday. When I did visit my Nana with my mom it was apparent that some of her skills were declining such as mobility and energy levels. I then turned 10 and continued to visit my Nana with my mom off and on. Then on a nice summer day in June my grandma and my mom went to visit her and took me with them. I remember that day very well. We had to take the elevator to get to her room and upon getting out an overpowering stench of disinfectant hit me in the face and made me squeeze my eyes tightly shut. I opened them to only find the smell was not as bad but was still overpowering. We walked down the narrow hallway to get to her room and the smell of disinfectant had worn off and the smell of urine and feces flooded my senses. I had smelled this before but never so strong. We arrived to her room and had brought her a few newspapers and magazines to read. Two nurses were just leaving and grabbed my mom in private to talk to her leaving me with my grandma. At this point most visits to my Nana had lost there purpose to me and the excitement of life as a 10 year old began to take precedence over visiting her. After the nurses were through talking to my mom we all went in and began to visit and chat about normal things. We handed her the magazines and my Nana asks my mom "What are these?" My mom simple says "There for you to read." My Nana stared at my mom for a sec and then began to talk about something else. Something is wrong here, I could feel it in my gut and wanted to figure it out. So, being a 10 year old boy I did what I knew best. I spoke without thinking. "Nana you know who I am , right?" My eyes then scanned her eyes and found nothing. They were void of any thought or feeling. I stared at the floor, trying to process everything that was happening. I could feel all my feelings of good or bad or happy or sad starting to pull out of me. I hurried to prevent that and repeated my question in a different manner. "Nana, you remember me, don't you?" I watched her eyes again for a spark, or even a glimmer, or anything that would tell me that my Nana was in that body. I stared for a few seconds and saw nothing but emptiness. Then she nodded her head side to side very softly. It was almost like slow motion to me when I watched her. Instantly every feeling I had in my body came trying to get out of me all at once. I tried to keep them in and push them back further and further but it was a losing battle. My feelings found an exit and it was my eyes. I began crying so hard and so strong I couldn't see. I moved over to my mom and held her while I cried. I could hear my mother trying to manipulate a correct answer out of my Nana to make me feel better, but I wasn't going to buy it. After I calmed down I gave my Nana a big hug and told her I loved her. I am not sure if she knew what was going on at all. I hoped and secretly prayed that when I saw her next she would know who I was.
I never got the chance to find out if she would ever know who I was. She passed away 2 weeks after that. It was traumatic for my family and I am sure those situations are traumatic for everybody. I have regrets that maybe if only I would have spent more time with her that maybe she would not have forgotten me so easily. Whats done is done and even though she may have forgotten me, I made sure back then that I would never forget her.