Online, which means in town, on Independence Day? Yes...because of cell phones. Temperature and humidity compromise their function, so in summer, and also in winter, and much of the time in spring and autumn too, they don't work at the Cat Sanctuary.
I received some truly glorious news last week. Someone who's had several "mini-strokes," always around the time of glyphosate spraying episodes in his neighborhood, had one during the last spray poisoning this spring and had been forbidden to drive. Coinciding with the "Roundup" recall this spring, he's recovered in record time and recovered medical clearance to drive this week. Delighted by this news, I agreed to come into town and sit by the phone, waiting for a chance to come out and talk face to face if he does feel fit to drive into Gate City--if, of course, his wife doesn't react to some other chemical pollution, in the way she so often does, and have to be taken in for emergency medical care. Yes, sometimes mature adults act exactly like teenagers. The feelings may change, but the visible behavior is just the same...I'm thinking about Glyphosate Awareness and the health of active 70-year-olds, but in a bad light a person who couldn't see the white highlights in my hair might think I was a 20-year-old hoping a boyfriend could get out of his student labor job in time to escort me to the college cafeteria.
How different does it feel? Well, apart from certain physical reactions this web site does not go into...in this case, for the cafeteria, substitute the virus-panic-diminished gathering of the clan, but 20-year-olds go to that too. However, I don't believe any 20-year-olds ever entertain the thought "...and I shall show everybody my new grey hair!"
I had a setback...the week before last, actually. Bought some pepitas for the cats, ran low on food and ate some of them myself. Should've known they'd be last year's crop and still full of glyphosate residues, although I've eaten some locally grown beans that did not make me sick, which was what gave me enough false hope that I ate the pepitas. Then, either Thursday afternoon along the highway or very early Friday morning along the railroad, somebody used up some recalled poison spray again. The last Friday morning in June was a perfect market day but I didn't dare go to market. I was having hayfever, and people who've been watching virus panic news on television would have panicked at the sight of me. I was not happy about that.
I was not happy about the reactions to the double dose of poison, which lasted on into last week, either. Even yesterday morning, when I did go to market but was still feeling too weak to lug out much merchandise, was not a good day. I got a cooler full of bottled drinks and a small bag full of new addition to the display into the market, then sat there telling myself "When any of half a dozen friends-and-regular-customers walks past I'll ask him or her to bring more stuff out in a car." Then the only one of those people who did walk past was in a crowd of visiting relatives, so most of my merchandise remained in storage. I sat there grimly ordering myself not to faint or be sick in public, probably looking grim enough to scare off any of the other vendors' visiting relatives who were not making a big show of spending all their time and money at one booth. Some people did well on the first market day in July; I didn't sell much of what I brought out, and usually when I bring out so little I sell all of it. And, yes, my reactions included some hair loss. But yes, those precious, brittle, glossy white hairs, which grow in only when I've been able to absorb some nutrients from food, are still visible. Hurrah for my grey hair! Long may it wave!
What about you, Gentle Readers? Is anyone else already noticing benefits from the "Roundup" recall, even though other glyphosate-based sprays may still be poisoning some of us in the United States and residues are still making some food unfit for consumption? As a guess...I'd expect rural and suburban people will start to feel the benefits sooner than urban people, and all dryer, more durable food will remain unsafe to eat longer. I really should have known better than to eat last fall's crops, e.g. pepitas, or dry grain packed by companies that have not been particularly mindful about glyphosate, or any spices or any honey, this year. Those food products may be safer to eat next year.
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