Welcome to my *About* page. So who am I? Well let’s start with the basic cordial introductory bullshit: I am a no-oil vegan, the property of 6 felines (3 of which are rescues). One day a week I attend an adult ballet technique class with an awesome group of ladies ranging in ages from twenty-five to sixty-five. I have rescued and fostered a sundry of animals (and continue to). I donate money throughout the year to various animal welfare organizations as well as shelters in my state despite the fact that I do NOT have a whole lot of money to give. I am a cubicle slave and answer to the 1% who is systematically destroying our environment due to their insatiable GREED.
I am passionate about animal rights and justice, as evidenced by this blog. I believe the majority of the human race is inherently evil. My opinion of mankind has been shaped and molded by the horrific, egregious, down-right evil acts I have witnessed first-hand, read or watched on TV. Feel free to call me a misanthrope as I will wear that title with fucking pride.
I am “jaded and cynical”. I have and continue to reduce my carbon footprint (case in point, I purposely moved to a place where I can pretty much walk to all the amenities I need, including the train, therefore reducing my need to drive). I compost everything (!) and it takes me two months to produce enough trash for curbside pickup.
I hate organized sports, McMansion Houses, and Ivy League Yuppies who move to former blue collar towns and turn them into fucking snobby, head-up-ass, overpriced, me-me-me neighborhoods where everyone acts like they shit soft serve in 3 flavors. Guess what asshole, you’re going to die, just like me and no I don’t think your kid is fucking awesome. You part of the problem, not the solution. Just because you throw your Poland Spring water bottles into the recycle bin, drive a hybrid and shop at the Farmer’s Market does not an environmentalist make. Mkay? (Oh and btw, I have a major fucking problem with all those diapers you tossed into the landfill.)
I hate the Tea Party, or as Bill Maher like to say: “Tea Baggers” (yep, that’s right, I love Bill Maher!). I hate “Faux (Fox) News”. And lastly, I really despise Astro-turf campaigns disguised as grassroots efforts (yah that’s right Koch brothers, I really hate your greasy evil asses).
For the life of me, I cannot wrap my head around why we are still arguing over gay-rights and abortion. Future generations are going to look back at us and think, “What a pack of idiots!”
Since I was a little girl, I have always had a passion for animals and I believe this passion was inherited from my Italian father who had a soft spot for all animals, especially cats. When I was a child, my father told me something I will never forget. He said, “Never trust a person who doesn’t like animals.” He believes people who hate animals, are capable of harming humans without remorse. And if I may quote the Great George Bernard Shaw, “We can judge the heart of man by his treatment of animals.” Well said, George.
Throughout my childhood, we had a sundry of animals because my dad was always rescuing strays. Animals were part of our family, not some nuisance you chain up in the backyard and forget about.
My first exposure to animal cruelty, e.g.: Factory Farming, Vivisection, Fur Trade as well as the consumption of cats & dogs, happened while still in high school I discovered The Animal’s Voice Magazine. With permission, I subscribed to the magazine. I will never forget my first issue – it was about how the people of China, Japan, Vietnam et al. dined on cats and dogs(!) among other animals that we would never dream of eating. I could not believe people would eat dogs and cats! Furthermore, I couldn’t believe how they treated these animals, jamming as many as 20 cats in tiny cages. Tying up dog’s legs behind their backs and putting soup cans on their faces to act like a muzzle. Talk about visible pain. Those images are forever burned into my brain. Due to the fact I couldn’t cope with the animal cruelty stories I was reading about, I had to turn my back on all of it. I knew about it, but I did not want to bring it front and center. I was young and ill equipped to handle such cruelty.
That was then, this is now.
Two years ago, when I became a vegan I started to delve back into the dark ugly seedy world of animal exploitation. First, I started with undercover video footage from PETA; Mercy for Animals and Free From Harm and from there it expanded. Before I knew it, I was neck-deep in vivisection, puppy mills, fur farms, horse slaughter, backyard butchers, bear bile farms, canned hunts, trophy hunting, illegal Ivory trade, and the Asian live markets. The sick and disturbing list goes on an on… It would seem the human mind is LIMITLESS when it pertains to formulating ways to commit torture!!!!!
Make no mistake folks, Humans are a fucking Plague and the Planet with all its inhabitants are DYING!
I’ve got a lot to say so bear with me…
Last week, I watched this undercover video by Mercy for Animals exposing egregious abuse on dairy farms as well as the video I blogged about in this post. Suffice it to say, I was seething with anger and teetering on the brink. Don’t misunderstand, this was not the first time I have seen videos like this, sadly, there are many many more but it was all starting to accumulate…
Animal rights activists are often referred to as “terrorists” mostlty by the industries we expose. Furthermore, a former follower of my blog referred to me as “maniacal” and her daughter accused me of “stealing people’s freedoms, and making them feel unsafe?” This statement alone proves how fucking ignorant some people truly are. Help me understand: My speaking out against the abuse of animals is maniacal and yet people who do this, this and this are what…what are they…FUCKING HEROES????
Yah, noodle on that for a bit while you cast labels at the wrong people.
The day I decided to wear the title of “vegan extremist” with fucking pride was the evening, I discovered the story of Britches. I remember that evening well. While watching the story of Britches, I had to stop and run to the bathroom so I could throw up. I then returned to my laptop and forced myself to finish watching the story. Thankfully this story, unlike most, had a HAPPY ENDING – which is so rare in animal abuse cases.
The people who rescued Britches were called “Terrorists” and yet surprisingly the people who did this
to Britches are considered…what…again, help me out here. What are they???? Help me understand why the rescuers are terrorists and the people who did this to Britches are not.
Know this: The people who rescued Britches (Animal Liberation Front) are HEROES not TERRORISTS and anyone who thinks or says otherwise is a soulless, heartless, piece of shit.
Now that my eyes are open, I can no longer close them or turn my back on the exploitation of animals. I know some of my fellow vegans prefer to recline back into their velvety world of vegan cooking, baking, juicing and cruelty-free shopping all the while ignoring the exploitation taking place but I cannot close my eyes and turn my back on the voiceless because animals need a voice and I, like my fellow animal rights activists, are their voices.
My blog is not for the faint of heart. As I discover animal cruelty stories, I will post them on this blog, including photos and videos to make the public aware. I am here to open people’s eyes and show them they have other choices — people need to know how an animal lived before it landed on their plate and what it really means when you donate money to “research”.
From time to time, I may stray from course and post a vegan recipe, or re-blog a vegan recipe from someone I follow. I may also blog about something slightly political or here again re-blog a political point written by a fellow blogger that I agree with. Also, sometimes I like to post a recent vintage purchase because I like to show people that you do not have to spend a lot of money to look good. Besides, re-purposing clothes instead of buying new clothes helps the planet not to mention it is better quality fabric than the textiles made today.
Lastly, by choosing a vegan lifestyle I am helping animals and the planet, not harming it. If more people chose a vegan lifestyle, there is no telling how much we could change the world.
In closing, I do realize I sound like a major asshole in this *About* page. I won’t apologize. What can I say? I am passionate about animals rights so shoot me. Contrary to how I may seem, I do have a sense of humor. The stupidest shit can (and does) make me laugh (including some TV commercials). I love ballet, gardening, drawing and laughing with my best friend, Wheeza. I may take animal rights to the extreme, but if I don’t, then who will? Who will speak for them?
Any-hoo, if you care about animals as much as I do and do not find my *About* page offensive then please follow along on this journey with me and don’t forget to checkout some of the awesome bloggers I follow via my blogroll.
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