Jessica Gray's Philosophies, Rants, Information, and Etcetera

I would never admit to being an activist--of anything.  To me, activist is a dirty word.  Only recently have I asked myself why I feel this way.  I suspect that to some degree that it was a prejudice that I was ingrained with before I had any ability to think for myself.   At best--so this prejudice has influenced me to think--activists are people who mean well but are ultimately ineffective.  At worst, they are people who are transferring their own emotions and anger into a cause, but in the end it has nothing to do with the cause...and that results in them being ineffective.  They are actually upset about their uncle molesting them, but they choose to deny it and put their anger into making people aware about all the homeless kitties instead. It isn't that the messages of activism are wrong or terrible.  I think you would be pretty hard pressed to find someone who approves of hurting animals, throwing toxins intentionally into the environ...

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Move over chicken and salmon! There may be a new super food about to replace you!  There are people out there who are hoping to make insects the main staple of the American diet.  Now, some of our friends to the East and to the South have already been eating bugs for some time.  Supposedly, the reason why this never caught on in the States and in European countries is that when the British were colonizing the world...they declared that eating bugs was for savages.  Therefore, while playing cricket would make you cool, eating one would ruin your social standing and make you repellent to the opposite sex (or the same sex...depending on what you were into). Why on earth would anyone support this?  Well, the main reason is that there is a concern...with the huge population of the planet...that there will be a shortage of food.  Part of the reason for this shortage is that it takes a lot of land, a lot of feed, and a lot of water to raise animals that we...

My Inside Out The Philosophy of Inside Out When I reflect on my life, I realize I have been afraid of my emotions for years.  My biggest fear, I think, is losing control.  I have felt despair so black that I have considered taking my own life.  I have been so afraid, it has taken me fifteen minutes to plug in a vacuum cleaner because I was afraid of the electrical plug.  I have to force myself to get out of my house because I am prone to agoraphobia.  I have been amazed that I have lived forty years with a bad temper and have managed not to knife anybody, though certainly there have been many times where it was tempting.  I think one of the reasons why I'm afraid to drive is not only all the terrible things that could happen to me (car accident, car jacking, breaking down, etc.), but the fear that I would lose my temper over road rage. I feared my emotions, and I didn't do anything that put me at risk of activating them.  I lived in a controlled...

The Desire Like most kids in my day, I got my first two wheeler when I was around seven or eight years old.  It was a rite of passage.  My first two wheeler was probably a Huffy.  I thought my grandpa, who often fixed things up he found in the dump, had put on a motorcycle seat.  I didn't realize that actually Huffy had made a bike like that, so it probably was the seat that came with it.  Best seat ever! My childhood bike resembled this, except it was red. I remember that he put the training wheels a bit too high, so they really didn't help me.  Still, I remember the joy one day when I realized I was no longer falling to either side, but managing to stay balanced on it.  It had been almost unconscious...like it was when I learned to swim.  I was doing it, and it took me a while to realize I was doing it. Bicycles represented freedom for most kids.  It was when they were allowed to ride to school and to their friends' houses....