The Scratch Post

According to my family, I’ve been stringing words into sentences ever since I was old enough to talk; I can’t remember a time I didn’t write. This area is where I talk about my writing projects, track my annual goals, and spout off about whatever other random topics catch my fancy. And because I’m always punning on my name, it seemed appropriate to note that cats don’t have scratch pads; they have scratch posts. This, then, is mine.

Food: Commodity or Something More?

Over fifty years ago, anthropologist Margaret Mead observed that the world has the ability to feed everyone who inhabits it. She goes on to credit this capacity to increased agricultural production technology and the advancement of nutritional science, and argues that the advancements, therefore, are good for society.

Both of these scientific advancements have continued into the twenty-first century, increasing our knowledge. But it’s less clear whether advancements in those areas have actually increased the average consumer’s awareness of food. In fact, there is significant evidence that, at least in the United States, society has become the victim of its own success. Despite all of the advances in technology and information that have been gained, individual members of society are making their eating decisions on a less and less informed basis.

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Doing NaBloPoMo in 2022

In a now-deleted post, I announced that while I still support the premise and idea behind National Novel Writing Month (also known as NaNoWriMo), and while I still support many of their original initiatives, I’m no longer going to be participating. A quick Google search indicates that I’m far from alone in making the decision to dissociate myself in recent years, but doing so left me with a dilemma: what else could I do to keep myself accountable for writing every day?

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A Delightful, But Empty Snack

Bill McKibben’s liberal use of humor in The Only Way to Have a Cow disarms the reader and suggests a friendly-but-informative approach about vegetarian eating. Unfortunately, beyond appeals to emotion and worn-out clichés, he doesn’t deliver on the promise of that humor: instead, the essay is a trivial addition to the ongoing debate. Worse, his approach makes assumptions about a reader’s background that may or may not actually be correct. Ultimately, in terms of calories, this essay is like sugar candy: delightful, but empty.

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