I keep sitting down here to my keyboard to blog. But I keep getting distracted by that bowl of eggs in the previous post. They are truly beautiful.
We had eggs last night, and Chris was absolutely right when he observed that it almost seemed a shame to break them. Almost. They were totally yummy. The yolks were so bright orange — and the resultant scrambled eggs were a totally unexpected shade of yellow.
Apparently the hens that produced these eggs are some happy little omnivores.
I understand the economic realities facing farmers. Caged and/or housed hens must be much more cost-efficient than pastured ones.
But this less-than-optimal-diet means that we, as consumers, are left with something akin to real food, but not quite. We are left with products that fill our stomachs, but not our nutritional needs. And because our stomachs get filled, we don’t know how short-changed we are.
If the food were simply gone, there would be mass unrest. But because there is pseudo-food (aka: nutritionally inferior calorie delivery systems) there is acceptance, perhaps even gratitude for this ‘cheap food.’
The more I learn about how much influence lobbies and special-interest groups have, the more disgusted I become.
I detest being kept in the dark. I am infuriated by the attitude that it is for ‘my own good.’
What does this have to do with homeschooling, some might ask?
Everything. I do not wish my children to go to a place where they will learn the sanitized and committee-approved truths that are spoon fed to each of us via curriculum, media and policy-makers.
It is the great amusing, conundrum of my life that while I am becoming ever more peaceful within my spirit — I am also becoming increasingly radical.
So, yeah, my children will learn, eventually, about the government-approved food pyramid. But when they do, it will be in the context of ‘one more example of why it is important to think for yourself.’