DOWN with Consumer Fetishism....and Other Post-Thanksgiving Sundries



I almost forgot what today was. And because I am too tired to write somethign intelligent, I shall copy and paste:


Buy Nothing Day also exposes the environmental and ethical consequences of consumerism. The developed countries - only 20% of the world population are consuming over 80% of the earth's natural resources, causing a disproportionate level of environmental damage and unfair distribution of wealth.


As consumers we need to question the products we buy and challenge the companies who produce them. What are the true risks to the environment and developing countries? The argument is infinite - while it continues we should be looking for simple solutions - Buy Nothing Day is a good place to start.


Thanksgiving was fun yesterday. I am STILL stuffed and have no room to eat any more food. And I have YET to go to the bathroom; my body is hanging onto the food for dear life. Thanksgiving at Sara's was fun...barring the cooking of the turkey which was hiarious, yet delicious. She didn;t know to thaw it out, the oven was on 325, and the oven was being psychotic. We ended up blasting it to 500, then broling it, then cutting it, then nuking it. All in all, it was a good dinner....and traditional, thank god. I alsmot met her dad who is way too cool. Seems like a hoot to be around.


Then I ventured to the frivolity and hilarity of my cousin's house. I was shocked to see how all my second cousins have grown up so much and how my older relatives have aged so much. It always craks me up that the only part of Thanksgiving food they get right is the turkey. The stuffing usually consists of a rice based dish with raisins, chestnuts, cranberries and other such sundries.....Martha Stewart would be proud. Everythign else pretty much revolves around the different cultures that make up my extended family....which would be Armenian and Greek. Don't get me wrong, it;s not bad food. It just makes me chuckle. I got ot make the gravy again this year which is always a fun thing to do. I chatted with my cousins and their children, convince my second cousin to come to my dance studio, and hopefully secured myself a good job so I can stop working three and just do one. All in all it was fun. I enjoyed myself. And now back to the grind.

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