Thanksgiving is so much more than a single day. In its purest state, it’s gratitude for being able to get out of bed without help, think and speak in a complete, rational sentence, breathe without the assistance of artificial devices, and comprehend the depth and breadth of God’s love in our individual and collective lives. Why on earth would any of that be reserved for only once a year?
During the last week of September, Monsanto’s lobbyists took over Capital Hill to prevent it from being obligated to judicial oversight. This was another clause someone tried to add into the bill to avoid the government shutdown, but it didn’t make it. It was called the Monsanto Protection Act.
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In this city, parks are named for various people we’ve never heard of, and most don’t care who they were or why the recognition. But who was Vivian G. Harsh?