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Edited on Fri Jun-25-10 03:54 PM by CoffeeCat
I got up this morning, and turned on our local NBC affiliate, to get the local news and weather. The Today Show was on, and it was this endless staccato of stories about killings, violence and people behaving badly. So, I turned it off and then proceeded to try and answer my children's questions, "Why are there so many bad people in the world?" and "Why does it make the news when someone in Ohio stabs someone?"
I made a quick breakfast, because it was a beautiful morning and we wanted to hit the park before the temps hit the 90's. I served fruit, cereal and yogurt, and was just about to sit down when my oldest began reading the ingredients from the yogurt container, "Milk...sugar...nonfat milk...high fructose corn syrup..."
Darn it. I guess my daughter doesn't get to eat her favorite yogurt anymore. I try to avoid HFCS. My daughter asks why HFCS is bad--and I tell her that it causes your cells to be unhealthy. In other words, I gave her the "kid version" of the new research that came out yesterday--that HFCS causes fat cells to become more fat and more insulin resistant.
When my ten-year old asked why a company would use sugar that could hurt people, I told her because it was cheap, and she said, "They'd save money even if it would hurt people?" I told her that some people don't know better, but that other good companies didn't use the cheap stuff, and that we would find a new, favorite yogurt.
We then went to the park, and my kids had a great time playing with some new friends. I talked with a couple of mommies, one who was new to the area, from Texas. We had all been at the pool yesterday and we discussed the 20 minute break the lifeguards made everyone take. One mom, who knew one of the lifeguards, said that a child had pooped in the pool, so they cleared everyone out, removed it and sprinkled some chlorine granules into the water. I sighed, because I knew that wasn't good enough. Two years ago, I acquired cryptospiridium from our community pool. Accidents happen with kids and pools; but they need to hyperchlorinate the pools. But they don't, due to budget cuts and the poor economy. The woman from Texas said that crypto was rampant in their area too, for the same reason. It was too expensive to shut down the pool and hyperchlorinate and kill the crypto--which is a nasty parasite that causes horrendous stomach cramps, weight loss and dehydration. When I had it, I was sick for three weeks and there were 100 cases in our town.
The woman from Texas told me to Google "cryptospiridium" and see that it's happening all over the country. I Googled when I got home, and sure enough--it's all over the country and sure enough--pools aren't hyperchlorinating due to budget shortfalls.
While my kids were playing in the backyard, I got a phone call from a friend who was crying because her $350k home is falling apart. The builder used Masonite siding--which is defective and crumbles in 5-7 years. She's got mold down to the drywall, because the siding is so cheap that it absorbed water, bloated and didn't protect the house. They're going to fix one side of the house at a time, because the total repairs will cost $60,000. They have no equity in their home because housing prices have fallen. This house is only 6 years old. She said that the repair team told her that there are ten houses in her neighborhood that they're scheduled to repair this month. All of their houses are crumbling. The very wealthy builder, who used this cheap Masonite, lives on the other side of town, by the way--in a $2 million dollar McMansion, which I'm sure doesn't sport Masonite siding.
After consoling my friend, I went outside to play with the kids and bring them a snack. Sitting in their clubhouse, they looked upset. I asked them what was wrong, and they said, "Mom, we saw the dolphin video." Instantly, I wanted to bop myself on the head. I left open the video of the dolphin that was carried out of the ocean, and onto the shores of Pensacola Beach, where it later died. "The dolphin died because of the oil?" said my nine year old with tears in her eyes. She was incredulous. "But that's in Florida. The oil was first in Louisiana, she continued."
They both asked me when it would stop gushing. I told them that I didn't know, but that everyone was trying hard to fix it.
It's hard to tell your children one thing--but to know in your heart that they really aren't trying and that they really don't care--and that we should have an Army of people working to fix the leak, protect the beaches and help the animals--but we don't. I didn't say what was in my heart.
My kids pleaded with me, "Why can't we go to the Gulf and help?" I told them that it was unsafe to be around the oil. When they asked why, I couldn't tell them that BP used a dispersant that was highly toxic and banned by the EPA and that anyone inhaling it could be injured of killed. I didn't tell them that every single person who worked on the Exxon Valdez spill--is no longer with us. My kids kept insisting that they would be careful and that they would wear their best tennis shoes and not get oil on themselves--and that they just had to go and help the dolphins.
I told them that the best thing we could do is let the workers do their jobs, but that we could donate some money to the Nature Conservancy. After our talk they sketched out ideas for a protective wetsuit, "so that kids can be safe and moms won't worry while we are saving dolphins." :(
We needed to go to the grocery store, but I left the store early. I read the labels more closely this time--and had a hard time finding anything that didn't have HFCS or partially hydrogenated fats. They kept begging me for the fruit snacks, sugar cereals and Ritz crackers that they see on tv. They wanted the Doritos and Twinkies that their friends all get in their lunches at school. My head was spinning. We left prematurely with apples, a watermelon and two bottles of Vitamin water. I practically had a panic attack in the store.
I am not a Debbie Downer, but the weight of the world rained down on me today and it just didn't let up. Today, there were just too many reminders of so many things in our world--that are so very wrong. Yes, there is beauty in the world--all over. And yes, I am grateful and thankful for so much. And no, I'm not giving up.
I'm just sick of it all. Some days it feels like it comes at you from multiple directions. And there is no solace or escape in the park or in your local grocery store--or even in your child's hideaway clubhouse.
I am getting tired of trying to shield my children from reality, and I'm tired of our lives being affected by corporations that make such bad decisions. Decisions that are so reckless, thoughtless and inhumane--that I feel that I must shield my kids from the very world that they will inherit someday.
I just feel overwhelmed by it all sometimes.
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