HELL NO TO GM...O!!!

I've been doing some research.  Scary research.  The kind of research that makes me want out of this whole system that I didn't have any say in solidifying.

Everything in my kitchen is trying to kill me.  I'm starving because I'm terrified to eat anything in my fridge or cupboards.  It's partly my fault for not being more informed but mostly big business is to blame.  As a result of moneymoneymoney...money, MONEY!  (Read that like the song...I'm attempting to incorporate more song in to my writing so people don't want to kill themselves after reading...you know, like to lighten the mood and junk.)  So, basically four huge companies tell us what we can eat.  They sell the seeds of life to farmers who hungrily gobble them up because they're readily available, provide higher yields and who wants to argue with billion dollar bastards who'd make your life a living hell if you didn't comply.  The seeds have been genetically modified either by way of pesticide injected into the DNA of the seed to ward off nasty predators or manipulated to emit a blanket of protection, again to reduce predation.  For some reason, for many many years no one has questioned this practice because of the results.  The savior of agriculture was GMO's.    We're feeding the world aren't we?  And for cheap!  Also, a few individuals are getting really stinking rich over patents relating to seed ownership and distribution so winwin, right?  Well consumers(in Canada and US), don't know what's safe and what isn't cuz there ain't no goddamn labels to tell us what GMO is or what it means for our health.  Europe has options.  They label their shit so consumers have a choice:  Hmmmmmm, do I want to eat roundup with my apples today or not?  Norway has completely banned genetic modification because, and I quote, 'Who would willingly put that into their body?'  Haiti...after the tsunami that decimated their...everything...was offered 500,000 seeds from Monsanto...'take these' they say...'plant, grow, flourish again tiny Haiti.'  Haiti burnt the seeds and said go fuck yo'selves.  Haiti.  One of the most impoverished, broke-ass, demolished nations in the world said, "No thanks.  Seeds to us are life and we don't think you should be able to patent that."  Haiti.  Here in Canada we're lazy passivists.  It gets cold and late in the day and we sit down with our meals in front of some sort of multimedia device and wile away the hours.  Well people...we may have fewer and fewer of those hours to waste.  New studies by a scientist in Europe have determined that GMO's are unsafe, unhealthy and slowly killing us from the inside out.  Ever heard of this thing called, Cancer?  Over two years two groups of rats were fed amply.  One group with GM crap and the other not so much.  After one year, the females in the GM group had huge cancerous tumors on their mammary glands...like bigger than the rats huge and the males had kidney and liver problems.  The test group were perfectly happy...for rats.  Monsanto fought to have this info published and have since won and stripped the experiment of its validity.

We don't know what we're eating.  It's kept from us because of greed.  If we chose to go back to a simpler way where farmers had their own piece of land, could save their seeds from previous years and essentially reaped what they sowed, we'd be healthier, happier and less filled with cancerous tumors.  Also!  We would be able to feed the entire population with organic farming, sans harmful chemicals(which over 500 insects are now immune to by the by...one worm is so immune it now feeds on the roundup oozing from our plants), so not so much an argument Monsuckityfuckersticksanto.  I'm not saying we need to get out in the streets and riot...actually I would like that very much cuz you all should be as angry as I am right now but we do need legislation that requires accurate and honest labeling from the producers of everything we consume.  I'm saying we need to get angry about being duped...so angry in our little homes that maybe change will come by how we vote with our dollar...what else do we have this point?  Kinder Morgan owns the land and everything beneath it...Monsanto owns what we put in it and the only choice we have is to choose.  If Haitians can say "piss off you wankers, we will not be bought', I think we could manage some organic shopping.  You should be scared right now...scared enough to get informed and at the very least think before you cram some crap into your face.  Or, we can sit in our comfy homes, consume whatever they tell us to or whatever's cheaper, get angry at the state of it all and our carcinogenic neck bulges, and die sooner from stress than the herbicides genetically grown into everything we fucking eat drink and breathe.  Oh yeah...GMO's can be carried by pollinators or the fucking wind to non-GM plants...so, let's keep using them...seems reasonable and sustainable...fuck!  These corporations won't stop growing wealth and taking from our planet.  They won't stop spreading disease like a plague until we're all dead and they have no one to sell to.  Let's be preemptive and use our purchasing power to prove our point that we won't be pawns in a toxic game of who's gonna die first...we don't have the time to wait for these people to grow a conscience and realize that the accumulation of wealth will suffocate us all.  After-all, what the fuck do they eat?

The Invention of Lying

Religion is a funny thing.  Funny not, haha...just funny, crycry.

a girl I know of sneezed today.  A few times.  And everywhere...I said, 'Gross.'  The girl yonder said, 'Bless you' and I was the one scoffed, mocked, reduced and told who was speaking truths unfathomably to deaf and self-righteous ears.  fuck bitches first off.  Also, she didn't fucking get it.  She went instantly into a state of insecure regression, past the point of humor, wit, historical knowledge...into pure primal, carnal existing.  it was beautiful in a way cuz for a brief period of time she was totally bare to me.  I saw her 'truthiness' as it were.  It was also terrible in every way.  I went deep down into discovering this beasts' depths.  It smells funny down there.  Like unwashed thigh flaps.  You know the place.  she thought not funny of me but hated me for it.  saw it.  like it was thrown at me.  was I offering her this as well?  If so, it was born out of her shitty effort in being a human being.  Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.  Just so you know...that was all done with striking each one...no holdin down the button for me...that was all angry u jabbing.  Also...bet she was mega religious so I was also somehow torturing her very convincing yet misguided convictions by speaking ill of her lord and savior.  I can smell churchies a mile a way.  Hey, whatever works...if it's working.  But the real churchies are the ones who commit egregious and unthinkable acts in private whilst touting the corporate line of wealth and inequality.  Fuckin' churchies.

Sneezes are also super fucked.  Like they travel incredibly fast and carry a shit tonne of no good.  They are also and in addition to physically gross.  Cover your fucking face when you do it....and into the crook of your arm and not your hand like a gd caveman.  Oh right, but your 'G' daddy will keep you and those you love from disease and pestilence.  No courtesy nor health concerns on this end, GMoney's got my big fat ass.

So I ask of you something rather simple...effortless even.  What's the difference between saying 'bless you' or 'gross'?  They're both relative to any given situation and the only meaning they glean is from the eye of the one experiencing them.  So the next time someone sneezes on the train and you make eye contact with their snot covered face, shout "GROSS" in their punum and you both have a good chuckle over the absurd perfection with which our bodies deal with microscopic garbage...there are a few people I'd like to bodily function out into the ether...if only our brains could operate so succinctly as our nervous system and nostril flared hair.