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I have had personal real-life experience with it, that’s why.

I spent a summer in Italy. I got very sick. Twice. So I’ve got two stories.

The first time I went to the emergency room in Florence on a Saturday afternoon. There was nobody in the waiting area.

Let me say that again. It was a Saturday afternoon in summer, in a tourist-packed city in Europe, and there was nobody in the emergency room. Yeah, I thought it was curious.

I was greeted warmly and taken to an exam room immediately. A nur… Continue

I recently moved to a great new studio space on Central. I have my own locking room with three big windows, carpet, acoustical ceiling, hi-speed internet, and the space has a shared conference room, kitchenette, lobby and restrooms. I love it. Most of the dozen other artists are there during the day, so when I drag in after work, I often have the place to myself. It's a great place to work on my photography and painting.

This past week a weird thing happened.

One of the photographers was asked… Continue

This is my evil enemy right now: injected chicken. I know, there are lots of reasons not to eat chicken anyway. But let's just suppose I want some dang chicken. Plain old fashioned chicken. The kind that used to live on farms with barns and sunshine and goats and green grass and chicken wire.

Super-capitalist corporation Tyson has introduced "Natural Chicken" to the supermarkets. You can get it at most grocery stores. It is chicken that is 'minimally processed', has 'no added hormones or st… Continue