Sunday, June 19, 2016
"So prepare for the coup of the century"
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Zero Tolerance ... Depends on what you don't tolerate when you're liberal
I would venture to say almost every school in America has a zero tolerance policy against bullying. If a child is bullying another one, they jump on it right away to try and nip it in the bud. This is a good thing. No one should suffer from being bullied. Let's look at the definition of a bully (emphasi is mine):
use superior strength or influence to intimidate (someone), typically to force him or her to do what one wants
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"a local man was bullied into helping them"
| synonyms: | persecute, oppress, tyrannize, browbeat, harass, torment, intimidate, strong-arm,dominate; |
Notice what it says there. Using force to get someone to do what they want. Now, let's look at the so called Israel-Palestine conflict (there is no such place as Palestine, they are Arabs from here on forth). The Arabs cry that mean old Israel has confiscated their land, and they want it back. How do they go about this. They have tried to negotiate (Arabs: Give us everything we want; we'll give you nothing/ Israel: We'll give you 96% of what you want ... Arabs: Nope, not good enough! Negotiate means you give us every single thing we want and we don't have to give you anything. That is how we compromise.) When that doesn't work, they just start killing people. They go and shoot or stab innocent people. Classic form of bullying. The sad thing is that this mentality is working. Last week there was a horrific attack in Tel Aviv. One of the fathers of a terror victim didn't blame the murderers. Oh no, he blamed the right-wing government for not giving into their demands!
Why won't the world wake up and call the Arabs what they are. They are the worlds biggest bullies. They murder and terrorize people when they don't get their way. Is every Arab a terrorist? No. But is most every terrorist a Arab ... I'll leave you to think that over. Meanwhile, I'll sit back and watch this liberals in this country once again blame GUNS for killing people in Florida rather than a terrorist, who, by the way, passed a background check and 2 investigations from the FBI. So much for their idea of gun control.
It's seriously time for America to work on gun control. You really need to know how to aim for center mass and fire off at least two rounds in less than 3 seconds. THAT my friends is good gun control.
Thursday, June 2, 2016
Misc thoughts and observations
THIS POST WAS STARTED IN ISRAEL --
I made notes to myself on things I wanted to speak about. However, once I left, I felt weird posting about Israel now. However, I am working on my Israel scrapbook (more like a novel), and I feel it is a good time to write. Most of this is being written tonight.
I know I already did an update to my trip today, but there are a few things I keep forgetting to mention.
One of the really cool things I have seen here is that most places I have been to have a washing sink and cup outside of it. Maybe not most. Today at the Davidson Center was the first time I did not see one. I have a picture on my camera, but I didn't transfer it to my tablet yet. Why am I mentioning this? A long time ago I took upon myself to wash my hands with a cup after using the bathroom. A few weeks before my trip, I read that it was a segula for protection to do it. So I am so happy to see this little convenience here. (Maybe it was only in charaidi places?)
Next is the whole bubby thing. I rarely get to play bubby except long distance. So it is so nice to spend some time with Rikki. She is so sweet! The first night I got here I was sure she wouldn't come to me. She hasn't seen me in months. For the first 10 seconds she was a little hesitant. But then I pulled out a book, and she was happy to climb into my lap and hear one. We've been sharing a room, which is not the best for either one of us. She wakes from time to time, and then goes back to sleep. But the Mommy in me can't hear her cry and do nothing. Yesterday she was up before 7am. We laid in my bed and watched 8th Day, Ari Goldwag, and some other nice videos. It kept her entertained long enough. Today it was no go; she didn't want to stay with me. It's hard sharing a room!
Organic food. GRR! I brought a ton of stuff, but I've run out of fruits and vegetables and I need some! *Post script ... I didn't find any organic fruits and vegetables. Right now I can't even look at those Kind Bars I ate every day. The thought of them makes me want to puke!
Smoking - It seems that everyone here does it. People, get with the program. Smoking is so 70s!
Beggars - I know I am going to sound like a freak, but I liked some of the beggars. I thought that they were so interesting. Like the woman who sits outside the steps by the Kotel going up to the Menorah ... She gives brachos when you give her money. The first time I saw her, I gave her a big coin. You know, like here, quarters are worth more than nickles or pennies, right? Well, she hands it back to me and says, ech, this is nothing. Give me something else! ROTFL! Yes, I did give her more. I found out later that what I gave her was like a penny. OOPS. Another time I had this guy say that he needs fish for shabbos, can I please buy him some. (I was waiting for Leah Bowman to come back so we could continue our tour.) Shauly & Zahava had told me to tell the snorrahs that I don't have any money. (I probably didn't, not small change.) So I tell him, I have no money. He is like, "That's OK, there is an ATM over there". Knock me over with a feather!! Dude, I am SOOO not paying ATM fees for the privilege of giving you my money! So then he tells me he is hungry, and needs food. I figured, why not. I had just eaten a nice lunch in Burger Bar, so I said, OK. I took him into Burger Bar, and bought him the same thing I had just had. (I just paid for it; it's a lunch special.) He couldn't stop thanking me. He pulls out these little strings with a blue eye ball bead on it, and gives it to me. He asks me how many kids I have, and I am lost for a second. I don't want him to give me one for Yossi a'h. So I said I have 4 girls. He gave me 6 strings and kept blessing me. Maybe he was a scam artist, but I don't know and I don't care. I was happy with what I did. However, that ATM line was a deal killer for me. The next time a guy told me to go to the ATM, I walked away from him.
High ceilings & cold stones- It seems that every where I went, they have high ceilings. I have no idea why, and I don't think I asked anyone. It was just something I noticed. Now let me tell you about the cold. My dear friend Yael warned me before I went that it is very, very, very cold in the winter and to pack my warmest clothes. Leah Bowman also warned me. Hey, I'm the queen of always being cold, right? I know how to handle this. I bought thick fleece lined tights, sweaters, and stuff to layer. Let me tell you, IT IS ABSOLUTELY FREEZING!!! It gets into your bones. My poor little toes were always freezing cold. I guess it is the high ceilings and Jerusalem stone. I was so happy the last week when the weather hit in the 70s.
Garbage in the streets- I am not chas v'shalom speaking bad about Israel. I am going to complain about the the lack of respect for the kedusha of Israel. When we went for a walk the second shabbos night, I saw a lot of trash in the streets. It upset me so much. THIS IS YERUSHALAYIM!! How could anyone litter here? Shauly told me if I was that upset to pick it up. Problem is, I didn't have rubber gloves. I felt like because of the extra kedusha, people need to take extra care and make sure nothing slips away.
Plastic bags and fancy bags- OK, I am a total nut. (If you didn't figure that out yet, I'm telling you now.) I love plastic bags. Not the cheap thin ones from Wal-Mart. I love the thicker ones that you can use again and again. Now Israel is plastic bag heaven. Seriously. Everywhere I went, I got a plastic bag. (I saved them all!) When I bought a little magnet, the guy put it in the prettiest little white bag with roses. See, they all have these cute bags. I love it!
Iced coffee- I've written about it before. And yes, months later I am still chalishing for an iced coffee, preferably from Greens.
Credit cards - At almost every place I went, I paid with credit card. Now here is the thing ... when you go shopping here, if you have a small total, like under ten bucks, the stores don't like taking a credit card. I've seen notes that they won't allow a transaction for under $10. In Israel, no one blinked an eye. No matter how small the amount, just whip out your card and swipe!
I know it sounds nuts .. But I miss Israel so much. I yearn so deeply to go back. From deep within my kishkas. *sigh*
Oh yeah, one more thing ... I found a lot of typos and grammatical errors in some of my old posts. I was working from my phone and tablet, and didn't have as much control as when I use my laptop. Autocorrect changed some things, but I am guessing that people figured out what I meant. (Except for the one that changed Shauly to Shaun.)
I made notes to myself on things I wanted to speak about. However, once I left, I felt weird posting about Israel now. However, I am working on my Israel scrapbook (more like a novel), and I feel it is a good time to write. Most of this is being written tonight.
I know I already did an update to my trip today, but there are a few things I keep forgetting to mention.
Next is the whole bubby thing. I rarely get to play bubby except long distance. So it is so nice to spend some time with Rikki. She is so sweet! The first night I got here I was sure she wouldn't come to me. She hasn't seen me in months. For the first 10 seconds she was a little hesitant. But then I pulled out a book, and she was happy to climb into my lap and hear one. We've been sharing a room, which is not the best for either one of us. She wakes from time to time, and then goes back to sleep. But the Mommy in me can't hear her cry and do nothing. Yesterday she was up before 7am. We laid in my bed and watched 8th Day, Ari Goldwag, and some other nice videos. It kept her entertained long enough. Today it was no go; she didn't want to stay with me. It's hard sharing a room!
Organic food. GRR! I brought a ton of stuff, but I've run out of fruits and vegetables and I need some! *Post script ... I didn't find any organic fruits and vegetables. Right now I can't even look at those Kind Bars I ate every day. The thought of them makes me want to puke!
Smoking - It seems that everyone here does it. People, get with the program. Smoking is so 70s!
Beggars - I know I am going to sound like a freak, but I liked some of the beggars. I thought that they were so interesting. Like the woman who sits outside the steps by the Kotel going up to the Menorah ... She gives brachos when you give her money. The first time I saw her, I gave her a big coin. You know, like here, quarters are worth more than nickles or pennies, right? Well, she hands it back to me and says, ech, this is nothing. Give me something else! ROTFL! Yes, I did give her more. I found out later that what I gave her was like a penny. OOPS. Another time I had this guy say that he needs fish for shabbos, can I please buy him some. (I was waiting for Leah Bowman to come back so we could continue our tour.) Shauly & Zahava had told me to tell the snorrahs that I don't have any money. (I probably didn't, not small change.) So I tell him, I have no money. He is like, "That's OK, there is an ATM over there". Knock me over with a feather!! Dude, I am SOOO not paying ATM fees for the privilege of giving you my money! So then he tells me he is hungry, and needs food. I figured, why not. I had just eaten a nice lunch in Burger Bar, so I said, OK. I took him into Burger Bar, and bought him the same thing I had just had. (I just paid for it; it's a lunch special.) He couldn't stop thanking me. He pulls out these little strings with a blue eye ball bead on it, and gives it to me. He asks me how many kids I have, and I am lost for a second. I don't want him to give me one for Yossi a'h. So I said I have 4 girls. He gave me 6 strings and kept blessing me. Maybe he was a scam artist, but I don't know and I don't care. I was happy with what I did. However, that ATM line was a deal killer for me. The next time a guy told me to go to the ATM, I walked away from him.
High ceilings & cold stones- It seems that every where I went, they have high ceilings. I have no idea why, and I don't think I asked anyone. It was just something I noticed. Now let me tell you about the cold. My dear friend Yael warned me before I went that it is very, very, very cold in the winter and to pack my warmest clothes. Leah Bowman also warned me. Hey, I'm the queen of always being cold, right? I know how to handle this. I bought thick fleece lined tights, sweaters, and stuff to layer. Let me tell you, IT IS ABSOLUTELY FREEZING!!! It gets into your bones. My poor little toes were always freezing cold. I guess it is the high ceilings and Jerusalem stone. I was so happy the last week when the weather hit in the 70s.
Garbage in the streets- I am not chas v'shalom speaking bad about Israel. I am going to complain about the the lack of respect for the kedusha of Israel. When we went for a walk the second shabbos night, I saw a lot of trash in the streets. It upset me so much. THIS IS YERUSHALAYIM!! How could anyone litter here? Shauly told me if I was that upset to pick it up. Problem is, I didn't have rubber gloves. I felt like because of the extra kedusha, people need to take extra care and make sure nothing slips away.
Plastic bags and fancy bags- OK, I am a total nut. (If you didn't figure that out yet, I'm telling you now.) I love plastic bags. Not the cheap thin ones from Wal-Mart. I love the thicker ones that you can use again and again. Now Israel is plastic bag heaven. Seriously. Everywhere I went, I got a plastic bag. (I saved them all!) When I bought a little magnet, the guy put it in the prettiest little white bag with roses. See, they all have these cute bags. I love it!
Iced coffee- I've written about it before. And yes, months later I am still chalishing for an iced coffee, preferably from Greens.
Credit cards - At almost every place I went, I paid with credit card. Now here is the thing ... when you go shopping here, if you have a small total, like under ten bucks, the stores don't like taking a credit card. I've seen notes that they won't allow a transaction for under $10. In Israel, no one blinked an eye. No matter how small the amount, just whip out your card and swipe!
I know it sounds nuts .. But I miss Israel so much. I yearn so deeply to go back. From deep within my kishkas. *sigh*
Oh yeah, one more thing ... I found a lot of typos and grammatical errors in some of my old posts. I was working from my phone and tablet, and didn't have as much control as when I use my laptop. Autocorrect changed some things, but I am guessing that people figured out what I meant. (Except for the one that changed Shauly to Shaun.)
Sunday, May 22, 2016
I Can See Clearly Now, The Blur Is Gone ....
I'm about to reveal what a freak I am. All year I dread the annual eye doctor visit. First of all, those questions are just too darn hard!
"Ok, does it look better with 1 or 2? Now, does it look better with 3 or 4? Now does it look better with this or that?"
If you mess up, you are going to be stuck with glasses that are wrong for a while.
Then, they put those awful little drops in your eyes that makes it impossible to see anything. And, when you are all done, they send you out to pick out new glasses. When you can't see three inches in front of you.
I wasn't falling for that, so I came back a few weeks later. Then you still have the impossible decision, because YOU NEED YOUR GLASSES ON TO SEE IF YOU LOOK GOOD OR NOT!!! Argh! That's why I hate going. I hate making decisions, and especially super important ones.
This year, I didn't spend forever and a week picking out my new glasses. I narrowed it down, went with my first choice ( after sending what's app pix to hubby and daughter).
I came back two weeks later to get my glasses and .... They were no good. I could see distance fine, but I could not read any what's app messages, or read in general.
The glasses went back, and I was told they could raise my bifocal a drop to give me more reading area.
Pick them up after a two week wait and ... They are still no good. This is crazy. I've never had this problem with cheap glasses from Costco! My husband suggests I have them recheck my eyes against the prescription.
So, guess who goes back again. Same ole, is is better with 1 or 2 routine. I must have done something right, cuz they came up with the same exact prescription.
They take the glasses out, and compare the new ones and old ones.
They come back, with all these dots on them, markings where the bifocals are. More putting on, taking off, finally, I'm asked to look at a specific spot on the card, and the technician covers one eye, then the other, then the first. Woah! What a neat trick she played. The number 6 jumped from one spot to another, got smaller and bigger.
Problem solved. My eyes are not focusing together. My left eye is drifting a little. (Bad eye! Shame on you!) Now I get the honor of the doctor and another tech (who never saw) this coming in. He took a prism, put it by my right eye, and voila! I could read small print clearly again! Wow, like magic!
Convergence insufficiency. It has a name. And lucky me, I get to do special eye exercises, pencil push ups. Yay, another exercise for me not to do. Jk, I'm actually doing them. Anyhoo. I got my new reading glasses, which is a huge pain. These are only for reading. But I've never had only reading glasses. So when I wear them, I can see clearly close up. Everything wise it's a horrible blur. And when I wear my regular glasses, I can see distance, but reading, looking on the phone, or on the computer, causes eye strain. Granted, I've only had them for a day, so hopefully I will adjust quickly. It just hard to remember to switch. And my eyes hurt when I don't.
Main point of this post? If something doesn't feel right, don't let anyone tell you you are wrong. Keep going back until it's right.
Now pass me that pencil so I can look at it until I'm cross-eyed.
"Ok, does it look better with 1 or 2? Now, does it look better with 3 or 4? Now does it look better with this or that?"
If you mess up, you are going to be stuck with glasses that are wrong for a while.
Then, they put those awful little drops in your eyes that makes it impossible to see anything. And, when you are all done, they send you out to pick out new glasses. When you can't see three inches in front of you.
I wasn't falling for that, so I came back a few weeks later. Then you still have the impossible decision, because YOU NEED YOUR GLASSES ON TO SEE IF YOU LOOK GOOD OR NOT!!! Argh! That's why I hate going. I hate making decisions, and especially super important ones.
This year, I didn't spend forever and a week picking out my new glasses. I narrowed it down, went with my first choice ( after sending what's app pix to hubby and daughter).
I came back two weeks later to get my glasses and .... They were no good. I could see distance fine, but I could not read any what's app messages, or read in general.
The glasses went back, and I was told they could raise my bifocal a drop to give me more reading area.
Pick them up after a two week wait and ... They are still no good. This is crazy. I've never had this problem with cheap glasses from Costco! My husband suggests I have them recheck my eyes against the prescription.
So, guess who goes back again. Same ole, is is better with 1 or 2 routine. I must have done something right, cuz they came up with the same exact prescription.
They take the glasses out, and compare the new ones and old ones.
They come back, with all these dots on them, markings where the bifocals are. More putting on, taking off, finally, I'm asked to look at a specific spot on the card, and the technician covers one eye, then the other, then the first. Woah! What a neat trick she played. The number 6 jumped from one spot to another, got smaller and bigger.
Problem solved. My eyes are not focusing together. My left eye is drifting a little. (Bad eye! Shame on you!) Now I get the honor of the doctor and another tech (who never saw) this coming in. He took a prism, put it by my right eye, and voila! I could read small print clearly again! Wow, like magic!
Convergence insufficiency. It has a name. And lucky me, I get to do special eye exercises, pencil push ups. Yay, another exercise for me not to do. Jk, I'm actually doing them. Anyhoo. I got my new reading glasses, which is a huge pain. These are only for reading. But I've never had only reading glasses. So when I wear them, I can see clearly close up. Everything wise it's a horrible blur. And when I wear my regular glasses, I can see distance, but reading, looking on the phone, or on the computer, causes eye strain. Granted, I've only had them for a day, so hopefully I will adjust quickly. It just hard to remember to switch. And my eyes hurt when I don't.
Main point of this post? If something doesn't feel right, don't let anyone tell you you are wrong. Keep going back until it's right.
Now pass me that pencil so I can look at it until I'm cross-eyed.
Monday, April 25, 2016
WoW, Women Of The Wall
I feel so sorry for these poor, pathetic women. If you don't know what I am talking about, there it's a group of women in Israel who claim they are reform Jews demanding to do everything men do. However, reform Judaism doesn't believe in these things. They long did away with what they consider to be old, archaic practices, like wearing tefillin, or the Priestly Blessing. So these women feel that in order to be a full and complete woman, they have to act like a man. How sad! How pathetic! These poor, poor uneducated in true Torah Judaism women do not even understand the very basic concepts of how the Torah views the Jewish woman. To quote our local rabbi, Rabbi Pereira, he said in a JLI class, the Torah puts a Jewish woman on a pedestal. A woman is born complete, which is why we do not perform circumcision on a woman. A woman is granted an extra measure of Binah, wisdom. Hashem tells Abraham that he should listen to the counsel of his wife Soroh, because of that. Woman are closer to G-d on many levels. We are able to emulate Hashem in the sense that we bring life into the world. Men, who are lower than women, do not have this sense of G-dliness, which is why they need a constant reminder... Their bris and their yarmulka. They need a reminder that G-d is always above them, whereas a woman innately knows this through her monthly cycles.
So you have these women who don't do the mitzvos they are supposed to do, like dress modestly or cover their hair, trying to act like a man. Congratulations Women Of the Wall ... Feminism at its best ... A woman once again trying to be the best man she can be. Which is why I think they are so pathetic and so sad. Instead of rejoicing in who they are, they are trying to be something they are not. How very, very sad.
Ps ... I did find it hilarious that when I was in Israel, these women gave a class to other women on how to wear tefillin. The funniest part is that me, a woman who has never, ever worn tefillin in my life, was able to see how each and every one of them was wearing them wrong! One lady had hers hanging of the side of her forehead, others had them too far forward. Again, why do these ladies insist on wearing boring black tefillin? Why are they not wearing pink and purple and other colors that better match what they are wearing? Don't they care that their teffilin don't match their shoes or pocket books or colorful prayer shawls? If they insist on wearing tefillin, why not wear cute ones?
So you have these women who don't do the mitzvos they are supposed to do, like dress modestly or cover their hair, trying to act like a man. Congratulations Women Of the Wall ... Feminism at its best ... A woman once again trying to be the best man she can be. Which is why I think they are so pathetic and so sad. Instead of rejoicing in who they are, they are trying to be something they are not. How very, very sad.
Ps ... I did find it hilarious that when I was in Israel, these women gave a class to other women on how to wear tefillin. The funniest part is that me, a woman who has never, ever worn tefillin in my life, was able to see how each and every one of them was wearing them wrong! One lady had hers hanging of the side of her forehead, others had them too far forward. Again, why do these ladies insist on wearing boring black tefillin? Why are they not wearing pink and purple and other colors that better match what they are wearing? Don't they care that their teffilin don't match their shoes or pocket books or colorful prayer shawls? If they insist on wearing tefillin, why not wear cute ones?
Monday, March 21, 2016
Count Your Blessings
This post is about my "true blue" friends. These are friends who stick by you through thick and thin. They are friends who know you better than you know yourself. They are friends who can look past the faults and see the beauty within.
Baruch Hashem, I am blessed with many such friends. Tonight I had a friend who was able to help me see some feelings that I buried deep inside, and didn't realize that they were lurking there. Yes, they are hard and painful, but it does help to know that they are there, ready to bubble out. It also helps me to watch out for these powerful feelings of sadness.
This is a weird week for me. Technically, it is the week of Yossi's a'h yartzeit. He died the day after Shushan Purim. My rav holds that the "real" yartzeit is in Adar alef, and we observe a mini yartzeit in Adar bais. But it doesn't feel right when the calendar says different. Maybe that is why I was able to be so upbeat and b'simcha? I don't know. All I know is that I am slowly spirally downward in feelings of deep sadness. It so hard, because I know that this is totally wrong. It's Adar, it's Purim. I'm supposed to be b'simcha.
I don't think people realize how much we are shaped by our lives experiences. To someone who has never experienced true tragedy, then smaller things seem much bigger. Once you go through pure pain and suffering, well, then, life's up and downs are just little bumps compared to the big picture. I'm not belittling someone who feels tremendous stress and pain over little things. I am merely pointing out that Hashem has shown me what truly matters in life. I have a very different outlook on things compared to other people, I think.
I want to blow kisses to my true blue friends. You know who you are. You are the ones who let me cry when I need to, and celebrate with me when life is up. Baruch Hashem, none of my friends have ever said to me the awful things I heard said to other bereaved parents. Hashem has surrounded me with friends that are like flowers. They are so beautiful! Baruch Hashem I have people I can lean on when I need it, and a shoulder to cry on too.
Everything that happens in life, happens for a reason. We are hear to learn and grow from our mistakes. If we don't, we are just going to end up back here, redoing it. I made some mistakes this weekend. I feel bad about the hurt I caused. I do deeply apologize for that. I do hope that they will forgive me.
I can't think of a good ending, so I'll leave off with this ....
Baruch Hashem, I am blessed with many such friends. Tonight I had a friend who was able to help me see some feelings that I buried deep inside, and didn't realize that they were lurking there. Yes, they are hard and painful, but it does help to know that they are there, ready to bubble out. It also helps me to watch out for these powerful feelings of sadness.
This is a weird week for me. Technically, it is the week of Yossi's a'h yartzeit. He died the day after Shushan Purim. My rav holds that the "real" yartzeit is in Adar alef, and we observe a mini yartzeit in Adar bais. But it doesn't feel right when the calendar says different. Maybe that is why I was able to be so upbeat and b'simcha? I don't know. All I know is that I am slowly spirally downward in feelings of deep sadness. It so hard, because I know that this is totally wrong. It's Adar, it's Purim. I'm supposed to be b'simcha.
I don't think people realize how much we are shaped by our lives experiences. To someone who has never experienced true tragedy, then smaller things seem much bigger. Once you go through pure pain and suffering, well, then, life's up and downs are just little bumps compared to the big picture. I'm not belittling someone who feels tremendous stress and pain over little things. I am merely pointing out that Hashem has shown me what truly matters in life. I have a very different outlook on things compared to other people, I think.
I want to blow kisses to my true blue friends. You know who you are. You are the ones who let me cry when I need to, and celebrate with me when life is up. Baruch Hashem, none of my friends have ever said to me the awful things I heard said to other bereaved parents. Hashem has surrounded me with friends that are like flowers. They are so beautiful! Baruch Hashem I have people I can lean on when I need it, and a shoulder to cry on too.
Everything that happens in life, happens for a reason. We are hear to learn and grow from our mistakes. If we don't, we are just going to end up back here, redoing it. I made some mistakes this weekend. I feel bad about the hurt I caused. I do deeply apologize for that. I do hope that they will forgive me.
I can't think of a good ending, so I'll leave off with this ....
Sunday, March 20, 2016
We Won! We Won!
Yes, for now, it looks like we have won the GMO labeling war. A few weeks ago, Campbell's caved. They announced they would be labeling the soups that contain GMOs. Now, General Mills announced they will be doing the same. It seems that since the D.A.R.K. act failed, these companies have no choice but to comply with Vermont label laws that go into effect on July 1st!
Funny thing though .... The food industry cried that these labels are going to take a very long time to make, and raise the cost of food. Not that the words "New and Improved" or "Gluten free" would cause it. They seem to have room and ability to duo that.
General Mills said they will use the labels across the country, cuz it's more cost effective to do it that way. Which funny to say, is exactly what the anti-GMO campaign has been saying.
Now I have a hard decision to make ... Will I finally start buying their organic products that they have under different labels?
Funny thing though .... The food industry cried that these labels are going to take a very long time to make, and raise the cost of food. Not that the words "New and Improved" or "Gluten free" would cause it. They seem to have room and ability to duo that.
General Mills said they will use the labels across the country, cuz it's more cost effective to do it that way. Which funny to say, is exactly what the anti-GMO campaign has been saying.
Now I have a hard decision to make ... Will I finally start buying their organic products that they have under different labels?
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