Filed under: Yummy Yummy Vegan Recipes
Wowsers. Everyone will think you’ve acquired super powers when you whip up a homemade pizza from this no-fail recipe. For a 12″ pizza:
1. Preheat oven to 425 degrees F.
– 2 and 1/2 cups flour (whole wheat flour is hearty and delic)
– 3 and 1/2 tsps baking powder (make sure it is still active; to test, run hot water over a small amount and see if the powder bubbles and fizzes)
– 1/2 tsp salt
– 1/4 cup sugar
3. Add to the dry mixture
2 tbs oil
1 tsp vanilla
2/3 cup water (more or less)
4. Mix until dough sticks together but is not sticky.
5. Roll out dough onto a greased 12″ pan and bake for 10-15 mins (until crust is turning lightly brown).
6. Remove pizza from oven and top with sauce, veggies, faux cheese. (For extra goodness, I stirfry the veggies a bit before putting them on the pizza.) Cook for another 10-15 mins (until cheese and veggies are browning).
7. Use your new-found powers to slow the stampede to the table, as necessary. Super tasty!
you can’t change the world unless you first change yourself.
check out this powerful article by Bill Maher, called The Birds, the Bees and Earth Day: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/bill-maher/the-birds-the-bees-and-_b_46410.html. there is strong evidence that cell phone waves are causing the bizarre dissapearance/death of bees. bees are important! Maher cites Albert Einstein’s prediction that if bees dissapeared, humans would have 4 years to live.
i’ve long harboured suspicions of cell phone waves. when i talk on a cell phone (especially long distance) my ear and head seem to ‘heat up’ and i get very tired and irritable. i generally end up ending the conversation so i can lie down. i’ve heard similar stories from a few people, but for the most part the general population doesn’t seem to be bothered.
my sensitivity may be explained by my rocky affair with a brain tumor. my guess is that i may have been made more sensitive by the scars and weaknesses in my skull and neck left by surgery to remove the tumor. though most people don’t get the same feelings i do when talking on a cell, i’ve often wondered if we are all being affected.
the case against cell phones (and for that matter, all wireless devices) is mounting…
Filed under: People
Factories, surrounded by tanks and wires and troops carrying guns. Inside, people working for dirt wages. The t-shirts the people stitch, the baskets they weave and glue, the appliances they wire, are not to be enjoyed by them. The products are shipped overseas to the country the troops call home, though they haven’t seen it in a very long time, and there are sold at rock bottom prices.
The lower classes in the homeland, many of them the relatives of the troops, stand in long lines and sometimes hurt each other to acquire the products, believing that their lives are enriched by the addition of incence, softer sheets, faster appliaces and artificial flowers. And they are glad to have saved a few dollars.
Who needs to spend money at the grocery store on factory flowers? At this time of year, there are beautiful flowers growing all around us! The flowers sold in stores lack charm – their beauty is as staged as the cover spreads on magazines.
I now make a habit of stopping whenever I happen upon pretty wildflowers that catch my eye. I indulge myself by taking in the beauty and wonder around me. This reminds me that whatever I was hurrying to really isn’t all that important. What is important is, as they say, stopping and smelling the flowers. Its an old adage and a good one. Health, peace and vitality can all be increased by revelling in the gifts Mother Nature has given.
I feel a sense of satisfaction when I bring the flowers home and arrange them myself. The flowers remind me of pleasant, quiet times spent outdoors. And they literally add a breath of fresh air, as they inhale carbon dioxide and exhale oxygen.
And if all that hasn’t sold you on wildlfowers, I add this: the flower industry is not a rosy one. Flowers that come from other countries (as I believe most of them do) are farmed by workers who work long, hard hours for very little. Many of these workers are women, and the work they do takes a hard toll on them. The crouching positions workers have to stay in while tending the flowers leads to resproductive problems — the abdomen area is warped over time. Worse yet, pregnant women must keep their condition hidden to avoid being fired and continue working, which means the fetus is developing in very cramped quarters. Of course, then the women are indeed fired once they are found out.
Filed under: People
Scenes of Iraq are full of men patrolling the streets with the scariest guns I’ve ever seen. These images leave me asking “where are the women”?? One would almost think women have nothing to do with life in Iraq right now. And I’m afraid that is too close to the truth. Women in Iraq are hiding in their houses. Women in Iraq are not permitted to leave their houses because the streets have been commandeered by men with bazookas and AK47s.
In Afghanistan, women are more at risk of physical harm than ever (even under the official reign of the Taliban). Women are being beaten, raped and murdered by strangers and family alike. Women in Afghanistan are not permitted to leave their houses because they will shame their family or will be at incredible risk of harm.
Here at home, religious zealots use shame and control to maintain sexual control over women while popular culture openly commodifies women’s sexuality. I’m thinking of all those ‘bachelor’ shows where women compete to be the ‘lucky’ girl selected to marry some lame-o.* Looking at you Bang Bus. Pretty much every commercial in circulation. Bill O’Reiley’s perversely self-righteous judgement.
Though these phenomenons do not show patriarchy and sexism in as obvious or institutionalized ways as in Iraq or Afghanistan, but in all there is a global common theme. Women are pushed out of the mainstream; treated as side-notes to the sagas of men. The reproductive capacities of women are treated as commodities of men through which they secure their status and property. If only women would reclaim their bodies, their reproductive capacities and their families.
If only women would stand up and tell the men in their communities to hush up and put down those guns and Bibles. Then I think the world might finally start to make some sense again. Because with women fading further out of the picture, things sure are getting sketchy.
* While the audience laughs because they know the joke is one her — the adequate looking guy she pretends to fall head-over-heels for isn’t actually a millionaire, he is actually quite poor — and then scorn her for being superficial when the ‘relationship’ falls apart a month later.