Nylon chew toys are dangerous for dogs!! #2
The toys that Piper had were the Hartz Chew & Clean brand.
These are similar to other chew toys on the market that are of
nylon/polyurethane blend. If your dog enjoys these, just make
sure that there are no broken pieces, and as soon as it starts to
show wear, throw it away. If any of the pieces are ingested, it can
pose serious problems.
Nothing but the truth..
The conversation in my Nonfiction class today was truth. It
was of course directed at the genre of nonfiction and where the
lines of truth and the writer’s perspective get blurred, but it
made me ponder my own personal truths and their origins. I
haven’t made up my mind yet. Is it truth when it is ingrained so
deeply into your being that you cannot accept another explanation?
Does something become truth because there are facts to back it
up, and if there are no facts, can it ever be a truth? I believe there
is no universal truth. Even when someone is reporting the facts, they
are swayed by their perspective. When someone is taking a picture,
there are images left out of the picture, and those again depend on the
person behind the camera. How do I define truth? And if I do, do I
have to defend it as well? Is it enough to say, “this is my truth”?
This really is going to change the way I view the news, stories that people
relate to me that I have not been witness to, and even my own judgments
on situations that I find myself in. And all this time I thought the
truth would set me free. Sure.
A tight lasso around my neck
Tonight I watched “It’s a Wonderful Life” for the first time. I have never
wanted to see it because I thought it was a Christmas movie. I was wrong.
It is a movie chock full of morality. So chock full that now I feel more inept
than ever. How could anyone ever live up to that? More importantly, in
today’s society would it even be possible? From my point of view, our
government is much like Mr. Potter, but with a lot more power. Working
your ass off with good intent and honesty does not always pay off in the long
run. Big business is alive and well in America, and family businesses are a
thing of the past. Capitalism is a corrupt system that enables the rich and
bankrupts the poor, not to mention exploiting under-developed countries
by lending them money and forcing our ideals on them to repay the debt.
World Bank my ass. It does not benefit the world, only the richest in the
world. So…while I find George Bailey honorable, I know that there is no
such thing as doing the right thing and reaping the rewards. The reality
is doing the right thing and hoping that Mr. Potter drinks himself into a
stupor and suffocates in a snow drift.
I had Mexican food for dinner. Sometimes it makes me cranky.
Into the depths
There is little motivation for this blog. Some insistence from my son,
and maybe a smackling of boredom. How lucky for you.
Do not wait for startling revelations…they will not come.
I only offer a few bland remarks on daily life from a somewhat
twisted perspective.
*Insert disclaimer*
