ADHD advocate, former certified peer recovery specialist (specializing in suicide ideation when comorbid with neurodivergence.)
I don’t usually pay attention to whichever instance I’ve drifted into from all, so if you see me in a weird place, that’s why!
Okay I went digging.
The article in question links to another site as the source of this report.
Clicking through, the website that this one is citing is https://gmoscience.org/. The whole article is about the Girl Scouts and how they need to realize that the cause of this contamination is factory farming. The pdfs are from a laboratory in New Jersey which does say at the bottom that they can’t verify the source of the samples provided, and then there are 25 pages going over the findings for each cookie.
On the one hand, I find it fishy that the originating article is clearly coming from an interest group.
On the other hand, I find it easy to believe that food being sold in America is contaminated (I say this as an American).
I checked Snopes because usually they do the legwork and help come up with answers, but they don’t have an article on this yet (which is odd, since I’ve seen this article a couple of times now). So I submitted a request for them to cover it. In the meantime… I don’t eat Girl Scout cookies as it is. I’m a hobby baker, and I like what I bake, better than I can get elsewhere, so if I was going to financially support an institution, I’d do it by way of direct donation or volunteering.
I know people who talk about these cookies as if they’re the most delicious thing on Earth, and I guess if I was one of them, my answer would be… how much do you care? Do you care enough to not eat them? If you do, then do. If you don’t, then who cares?
There are always going to be people like this (anti-GMO people) who will hate on what you’re eating if it doesn’t conform to their idea of “good.” I don’t expect articles like this to impact the sales of cookies. I know it’s n=1, but I reached out to a friend of mine who loves Thin Mints like they’re some kind of miracle food and his answer was “everything we eat is poison, at least I like thin mints”.
I volunteer to be the first person to assert, “Leave Jimmy alone! He died doing what he loved!”
For anyone coming to the comments confused, it’s sounds. So if you live in a state of silent phone…
The best moment in my life (please do not take this as advice because it is strongly not) involved recreational drugs and the reason it was the best was because I experienced a shift in perspective that had long-lived impacts on the rest of my life.
I will not be taking questions or responding to guesses. I won’t say “don’t do drugs” because I’m not a hypocrite, but I will say, be smart, be careful, be wise, look to your elders.
The second-best was when I played minigolf with my boyfriend on a 3 day weekend. I smile every time I think about it.
Best in Snow sounds like the kind of kitschy name you give a race animal but without all the animal oppression so it tickles me.
Make Snowbegone is a close second, since it’s Minnesota.
I think that every big city with an unhinged populace should pay people (like peer recovery people) to just walk the streets and talk to people and maybe give them tips of mental health resources.
I live in a much smaller place than New York (I mean, aren’t they all?) and I’m always talking to people on the street who need help, providing resources, phone numbers, locations. And that’s a smaller town! Imagine what a group of people could do in a big, crazy place.
I prefer to believe, trolling strangers asking questions, as well as those other things. Because I doubt I’d ever have the presence of mind to be such a legend.
Thank you for your hard work!
It’s so important to fight this kind of thing and you did it so thoroughly. I’m grateful.
That parrot would bite you. Cuz you’re a snack.
I’ve never seen such a one-sided poll. I’m very impressed.
I came back to say that since I made that post, I’ve been mentally designing my wrestling costume ever since.
Actually, I’ve been working out. If I get strong enough, I’ll do this to all my trans brothers’ dad’s for them.
I’m a ciswoman, but I feel like if I reached that point I’d offer to wrestle my Dad to prove my dominance.
“This is deadname, my daughter.”
“Forgive him. He only says that because he’s too chicken to fight me.”
Also I am from the American South and I have met people named Lemmy in my life. (I’m older and they were older than me but still.) The one that sticks out in my memory had no teeth from obvious meth use, skin more leathered by cigarette smoke and alcohol than the sun, and tended to wear a leather vest with no shirt.
If you’re imagining someone that was not cool, you would be correct.
So again, definitely not helping. Made me take a couple extra months after hearing about it before even researching it, because “oh, ew, it’s called Lemmy?”
I always forget that not everybody had a Buddhist hippie uncle and aunt doing lessons with them on the weekend.
My cousins and I will randomly say, “What is (Uncle’s) number one rule?”
And everyone present will chant a phrase thst would dox me, that boils down to “don’t help the police!”
We can all play a part. Mutual aid means using whatever you bring to the table. If you can, think of it like a video game or a tabletop game. I look like I do and made a lifelong practice of learning how to talk to people. Now I have a high diplomacy check (and sense motive.) My boyfriend spent most of his life in the military, and his capacity for violence makes him the barbarian. Together, we are prepared to help in many, many more ways than either of us could ever do alone.
And the bigger your circle, the more situations you’re prepared for! If you haven’t yet, take an honest assessment of your skills. Figure out how you can most help others. You don’t have to be an S rank talker or violencer, you can be bad at the skill you pick! The important thing is to pick the skill, *then work on it. *
Even if you don’t have a circle, if you’re all alone, you can be preparing yourself to help others who need it. You are valued. You are loved, even if you don’t know it, even if it’s easy to feel like you’re not. And when you eventually find your tribe, or when your tribe is being attacked, having skills to help others and yourself is the best thing you can do.
I have to admit, the name did directly lead to me taking longer to adopt it.
Dead musicians aside, it’s not a cool name. It’s not a cute-in-a-quirky-way name, and most egregiously, it’s an actual name. For a person.
I think that the fediverse is held back by its name, but since I don’t have a solution, I usually never mention it. I try not to observe problems unless I have some solution, no matter how weak or terrible.
Oh my gosh, how nothing changed when all those people were getting murdered through the site? So scary!
Thank you for this context.