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New Seasons is a beloved Portland Institution it’s our fantastic, locally-sourced very eco- and neighborhood-friendly grocery store.  They buy from local farmers and producers first whenever possible and have established healthy LOCAL partnerships that provide consumers with the best quality products with a significantly reduced carbon footprint.

Whole Foods is the bully on the block, and they are now going after New Seasons in the guise of defending themselves against a lawsuit that is a direct result of how they how acquired Wild Oats.

New Seasons: We’re Just Trying to Mind Our Own (Local) Business

Why is this sort of nasty corporate behavior OK for Whole Foods?  Particularly given their “earth-friendly, we are the good guys” marketing message.

While I realize in some parts of the country, Whole Foods appears to be the only option for certain types of organic vegetables and meats — I strongly urge everyone to take a look at your local co-ops or family owned grocery stores as an alternative to Whole Foods.

In these troubled economic types it is especially important that we help our local businesses stay in business.

Here is a link to a good round-up of local grocery co-ops throughout the United States.

http://www.localharvest.org/

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My littlest brother

So my youngest brother is a Black Hawk mechanic in the Army stationed in Korea. He’s oh so very smart. And never asked my opinion before joining up . He’s started “blogging” although sometimes I wonder about the wisdom give my paranoia about censorship. You can find him here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/red70.

I recently asked him about the war in Iraq. He responded and this is my reply:

(ok you are not so small — but neither is Jason and I can’t believe he knows how to read)

You sound like a man in the military. And in many ways it makes me so very very sad that you have to constantly think about, and know people who are dying.

I think where you are is much more important then our Iraqi occupation. I believe in having a strong military. China/Korea and now Russia — Putin is taking advantage of the U.S’s distractions — are the real threats.

I don’t believe that our volunteer soldiers — because you and they join up for reasons very different from draftees — should be exploited. They should be used carefully and given every means to succeed.

Iraq is not about freedom. The country never poised a threat to the US way of life (because it’s about our way of life not democracy). Talk about human right’s abuses? Talk about 9/11? Bin Laden and Al Quaeda were never even in Iraq — they thought Saddam Hussein was a lunatic and he never answered any requests for support. Al Quaeda is there now. How many hijackers were Iraqi? How many hijackers did U.S. soldiers think were Iraqis? Lots. In reality, none. 15 were Saudis. Our allies.

Iraq is about Oil. And about Cheney and his bunch winning lucrative government contracts. Halliburton? Look at what they’ve done with supplying our soldiers?

Before the U.S. arrived, Iraq was a secular government. A tyrannical dictatorship (previously supported by the U.S.), but NOT Islamic fundamentalist. We’ve given the extremist something more to fight over and rationalize their actions.

Invading Iraq was the most undemocratic thing the U.S. has ever done.

And men and women are dying. Because they believe in ideals and are willing to fight for them, and believe that their leaders will hold that precious.

This administration doesn’t. Some do. Colin Powell and others — but they’ve lost.

How democratic is the Patriot Act? Or Guantanamo? Or Abu Garai? Is it ok to suspend our ideals sometimes?

What about the Sudan? or Somalia? or Burma? or Zimbabwe or many many other places. But the thing is there is no oil. We tried Somalia.

Look at what’s happening in Afghanistan.

Look at what’s happened to our International standing. We may be the super power — but we can’t fight wars on many foreign fronts, and we are not alone on this planet.

I am extremely saddened that your friend gave his life, and that so many more men and women are at this very moment.  I applaud their courage — and would never disrespect the way or for what reasons they gave their lives. But, I feel very guilty for betraying their trust.

Because it’s my responsibility — and everyone else who believes in our democratic ideals.

We sold out to fear. An unrealistic fear propagated by the current administration.

Because N.Korea scares me far more than Iraq has ever frightened me — the U.S. got distracted, didn’t hold up our end of the bargain (fuel to prevent them from firing up their nuclear plants) and now we have another crazy man in the world with nuclear capabilites and nothing to lose.

I’m glad you are in Korea. But I really wish you were at University, drinking too much, arguing about philosophy, literature, politics and having your heart broken — and just learning to think. Without death looming over your shoulder.

But you are there. Learn something you are not supposed to, and be a good representative of those democratic ideals.

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I Live in a Church

Politics, politics and more politics. I once was a canvasser for a few environmental groups (Clean Water Action Project, Greenpeace). To canvass used to mean knock on doors, commence a very polite discussion about a variety of issues (with your foot wedged in the door to avoid slamming), have an occasional squirrel scale your leg, avoid getting bitten by dog and having to hold some weird guys “snake,” collect some cash, a few signatures, increase public awareness about the toxic waste dump down the street, maybe drink something cold (beer!) and get a glimpse into the lives of fellow humans.

The trend today seems to be “let’s stand outside the cool coffee houses and shout things at people walking in, and then make disparaging remarks when they don’t respond.”

I mean how does one respond to some disheveled activist holding a clipboard shouting “Do you want to help defeat George Bush?” A “NO not at this moment” doesn’t seem quite right, a “YES” not so apropos since I’m already registered to vote and would really like to wrap the damn clipboard around the shouter’s neck. Could go for a “Vote Nader” just to be contrary. I guess I just don’t like shouting pre-coffee, and well an “excuse me, do you have a moment?” might be a tact. Besides they are supposed to be registering voters. Because everyone should vote. Regardless of whether or not I agree with your political slant. In India, elections are won and lost because the people living in slums — these are nothing like what we believe slums to be in the US — these are acres and acres of humanity living in cardboard shacks, washing in muddy streams with fecal contents unimaginable in the West, cooking 1/2 a cup of rice over small charcoal burners for the families one and only meal — line up for days and days to cast their vote.

But at least here in Portland people are talking about their government.

On the MAX Friday on my way to the Airport avoiding the traffic from the Bush and Kerry rallies, I found myself surrounded by “average” people talking politics

Well sort of average.

The primary discussion was between a man? in a flowered shirt-waist dress with fish net stockings, high-heels, bouncing a multi-racial baby named Anthony on his (?) knee, the man sitting in front of him had the look of one of those former Vietnam vets you see wandering around the streets and sitting on the steps of substance abuse recovery centers smoking cigarettes, conversing in exclamation points about their ex-wives. It was a sane, fairly informed conversation. Mr./Ms.? fishnets was voting for Kerry because he/she? was worried about his constitutional rights — particularly since Anthony was his adopted son.

Soon the very large black man (ok I refuse to use the term “African American”, if you want to know why I’ll tell you sometime) sitting behind me started weighing in with his opinions which seemed to be of a more economic slant. He then laughed out loud and related an old skit from Living Color.

Soon the primaries disembarked leaving Mr./Ms.? fishnet, who commented to his traveling companion:

“No one seems to mind about the gay thing.”

At that moment I remembered the greatness of this thing we have going in the US, and the complete and utter strangeness.

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So am no longer inclined to go sit in the nice park just down the street. At first I spent a lot of time there — amazed by the lack of insane creatures drooling on the benches. Unfortunately, my “oh come speak to me weirdest of the bizarre” magnet seems to have kicked in, it could also be due to the “I haven’t had a job in almost 2 years” look plastered on my face — the corps think I’m one of them.

Thus, I’m finished commenting on nice shoes found in the dumpster up on 23rd and how much improved the feet are looking.

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