EARTH DAY

Today marks the 44th annual Earth Day. The first, April 22, 1970, came eight years after the publication of Rachel Carson's epic work, Silent Spring, and just 14 months after the horrific oil spill in the Santa Barbara Channel; at that time, it was the largest oil spill ever in America and today ranks third behind the Exxon Valdez (1989) and Deepwater Horizon (2010) disasters. On the first Earth Day, nearly 20 million Americans protested on behalf of a cleaner world. As a result, the Environmental Protection Agency was founded and the Clean Air, Clean Water and Endangered Species Acts were passed. It's hard to imagine such bipartisan support for our world today.

In fact, many in the Republican camp -including, of course, the Tea Party- continue to espouse the ridiculous and erroneous notion that climate change is a hoax, that there is insufficient scientific evidence to suggest that human involvement, in the forms of harmful emissions, industrial/factory farming, misuse/overuse of pesticides, and so forth, is in any way culpable. This is rubbish.

The Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change recently released its most dire report to date, stating that unless we take the threat of climate change seriously and act NOW, our climate may be irreversibly damaged. Cannot.be.fixed. Why more people aren't taking this more seriously is beyond me. It's depressing beyond belief, shortsighted in such a hideous way.

If people were told that eating apples increased their risk of dying young by even 5%, I bet most people would hedge their bets and swear off apples. The likelihood of climate change decisively damning our world if we do not act right now is well above 5%, so why aren't we doing anything? Really, I don't understand.

Our oceans are becoming more acidic at speed-of-light rates: marine life can't stomach the change in pH; coral reefs are dying; the waters can't absorb as much CO2 as they once could. Our glaciers and ice caps are melting at equally terrifying rates. It goes on and on.

We are more than 7 billion people asking too much of our Earth. We pillage the land, overfish the seas, pollute our water sources and soil with chemicals and waste, throw trash everywhere, ship our e-shit around the world to less fortunate countries. We recoil at the visibly horrid air quality in cities like Beijing, we gasp when Americans whose land has been fracked show us that they can light the water pouring from their kitchen faucets on fire. We watch animals suffer unnecessary, painful deaths because they drown in oil slicks or suffocate on our haphazardly discarded plastics. We bitch and moan and worry and still, too many do nothing.

So today, as another Earth Day opens before us and many of us hope for the best, though the chances of successful, internationally-supported policy changes being passed and acted upon are starting to seem awfully dim, I ask you to consider the ways in which you interact with the world around you. Could you recycle more? Could you compost? Could you drive less? Could you eat less meat? When you eat meat, can you make sure that it comes from a real farm? Can you shut your car engine off when you're waiting in line somewhere? Idling fumes are nasty polluters.

If that all feels overwhelming and big, I get it. When I visit my hometown in Louisiana, I always leave depressed by the almost complete lack of recycling that goes on, by the chemicals sprayed with such abandon over yards and throughout the air (the mosquitoes are a serious plague, so I do get it but still). I think of how scary it is that so many people, on my parents' block alone, have died of cancer. That part of the state has a grim nickname- Cancer Alley. It feels like no one person could possibly make a difference, but that's not true.

You can also make change by thinking small. Think of your health, of your family's health. Go putter in your yard, sit in the grass, study the millions of tiny organisms that inhabit the space with you. Acknowledge and appreciate them. Read from the work of the wonderful E.O. Wilson; if you've never loved ants, you will after reading his stuff. Pick up Silent Spring if you've never read it. If you're more a fiction reader, check out Landscape by Donna Cousins (she also wrote the absorbing Waiting for Bones). It's a tremendously engaging read, and I have NEVER gardened in the same way since. And, there's always Barbara Kingsolver!

As you probably know, I am not a religious woman but I do stand in awe of the very real magic in the natural world, in the enormous, diverse panoply of non-human life that we too often ignore or undervalue. I truly don't think of our Earth as anything more than a luxurious place we are lucky to inhabit, temporarily and as borrowers only, for a short while each. As with anything of such value and impermanence, we must respect and tend it to the best of our ability.

“In every deliberation, we must consider the impact on the seventh generation... even if it requires having skin as thick as the bark of a pine.”

― —Great Law of the Iroquois

Not generally one for prayer, but...

I'm not a religious woman but I gotta admit that I'm in full scale, prostrate beg to anyone in any heavens who can see fit to make damn sure that school resumes tomorrow. Yes, I have heard about the newest snow threat, and I am choosing to actively ignore that because, plain and simple, I truly cannot bear one more day at home with the boys. Today was deeply exhausting; some parts bad, some parts good, but utterly wrenching in every way and I don't have another such day in me. The kids were absolute angels at the service project- they packaged hundreds of lunches like indefatigable, enthusiastic lottery winners. Literally they said, "this is so much fun and wonderful!!" I was bursting with pride. They were taxing talkers but good eaters on our lunch date. I  was grateful that nothing went to waste. They enjoyed the Lego movie. I was happy about this because I found it average for our $26 bill and realized midway through that we still had to go to grocery store afterwards because some of the stuff I'd purchased last Thursday for school Valentine's lunches (rescheduled for tomorrow) was eaten over the weekend. In aggregate and starting from 6am, the fifth day of such hands-on'ness and required open ear'ness has left me completely enervated. It was one of those evenings during which I actually wanted to cry but couldn't because I literally lacked the energy to do so. Days like these are some of the lowest in my book. They are upsetting and lonely and they ask more than most of us have. Ross Douthat, I do hear you about some of the parental whining trend you discussed on Sunday, but this -today and days like it- is the sort of sincere reflection that is not whining but rather a call for help of sorts about why we really need a reassessment of the ways we parent in this country in modern times.

Thank god for leftover gumbo. And Applejack Rabbits.

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If I see Miley Cyrus' tongue one more time I might start a petition for a worldwide restraining order against it. Also, Syria. Bashar al-Assad is such a heinous excuse for a human being. Truly, he is a despicable monster who needs one hell of a deathly comeuppance. My opinion.

Did y'all see this fabulous ad campaign out of Barneys? It's in support of the National Center for Transgender Equality and the LGBT Community Center in NYC. Fantastic!

Gluten Free Veg Tart, TX decision, Sochi on SNL

Did y'all see the hilarious bit about Sochi on SNL last night? It played during Weekend Update and was truly funny (which really cannot be said for all (many? most?) of the skits). Hilarious! I was really, really relieved to see that the Munoz family's wishes were finally respected today. Marlise was removed from her ventilator, and her family is now able to say goodbye and move on in the ways Marlise, her husband and family desired. Our country has got to come to grips with life and death and individual choice. This is a good decision, a right decision.

My mom is still here and has really been a trooper about the polar climate in which we are currently ensnared. Last night she made roast and spaghetti sauce, and tonight I wanted something equally hearty but more veggie-centric. Tarts always satisfy me in a deeply comforting way so I hoped to make one with some of the gazillion pounds of sunchokes food friend C recently gave me as well as the bunch of kale and Bulgarian feta in my fridge. However, Mom is allergic to wheat so I needed to find a work-around for my old standby tart crust which is based on all purpose flour.

Y'all remember the plum tart I made Mom last August, also sans regular flour? That worked so well, so tonight I made a version of that using hazelnut, chickpea, oat, brown rice and tapioca flours plus butter, salt and the apple cider vinegar-ice cold water blend used in many French crusts. The end result was scrumptious; seriously, you'd not have known it was gluten free (not always the case) and its nutty earthiness paired wonderfully with the sunchokes and kale. What a win!

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