When I was younger, I protested. As I became aware of the ‘wrongs’ in the world, I marched, picketed, rallied and performed civil disobedience. I was mostly inarticulate, but I put my body out there and let it speak for me. “Count me” as against the Vietnam war, U.S. interference in Central America and the perils of nuclear power plants. “I am one of many” supporting civil rights, women’s liberation, workers rights, gay rights, environmental causes and reproductive rights.
When I look back now, I can see that my activism protesting injustice was partially fueled by the indignities and unfairness that I had experienced as a child and adolescent. My drive to protest was largely unconscious, that is, I just knew what was ‘wrong’ and I acted. In many ways the pattern of my life can be seen in that way; my instinctive reaction to a situation informs my response. And I am perfectly okay with that.
Nowadays, in my later middle age, that ‘gut reaction’ is still my primary motivator and I rarely question my perceptions and instincts. However, there is another element that has come to the fore. In a much broader way, facts have joined with instinct to inform my opinions and actions. And what is personally most significant – I am using my voice.
Often it is in my writing; sometimes in person. Call it the confidence of age, if you will, but I am quite comfortable speaking my piece. I am angry. For decades I reacted with indignation and outrage on behalf of others. Now I feel free to express fury on my own behalf as well. The movie I have been urging you to go see next week, Fed Up, eloquently presents the case against the PFIC pushers I began writing about last fall. It exposes the food industry and their governmental lackeys.
Did you know that the World Health Organization proposed guidelines (for at least the second time) more than ten years ago, limiting the amount of sugar recommended in our daily diet? Did you know that the American Sugar Association and our government (led at the time by G.W. Bush) actually threatened to withhold U.S. funding ($406 million) for the WHO unless the recommendation was changed? If you need proof that the bullying was effective, look at a nutrition label. You will see that although sugar is listed under ‘Amount Per Serving’, there is nothing listed under ‘Percentage Daily Value’. What? The pushers won. Outrageous. In case you want to know more or I have been unclear, here are a couple of links to articles, in Mother Jones and the British paper, The Guardian.
Veering away from the PFIC for a moment, I want to bring your attention to an eerily parallel story regarding our public schools. Here’s a link to a magazine article I read. The early section entitled The beginning of “reform” really stunned me. When the author says “Corporations recognized privatization as a euphemism for profits”, my feelings went from misery to rage. Add in the fact that something like 80% of our public schools have contracts with the PFIC to provide food products (not real food) for children…
To quote my beloved grandmother Inez Lewis Johnson, “It makes me mad enough to spit!” Which was strong language for a lady born in 1895…
Until next time, be well.