Valentine’s Day Treats or Sipping Cocoa in the Afternoons

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I’m not actually one for all the hoopla of consumption on Valentine’s Day — surprise, surprise, right? Usually Eric and I don’t have any special plans and it’s always pretty low-key. We try to celebrate each other and our relationship every day (or at least on a more regular regular basis than once a year). That being said, I do think a little something sweet and chocolatey is a nice thing for the middle of February. I don’t think it’s any coincidence that chocolate became a v-day staple — I mean, it’s February! Who doesn’t like to have some chocolate in the middle of February.

This past week or so I’ve been making myself some hot cocoa in the afternoons. Usually in the afternoons, I hit a wall in my work. I’ve been working since early morning, I’ve had lunch, and I get tired. My focus wanders. I used to get up at this hour and take Maizy on a long walk. We would wander the neighborhood for an hour and then return feeling a bit better. These days, since I’m taking the dogs out for walks every hour or two, this walk doesn’t quite have the same effect. Luckily hot cocoa hits the spot as a little pick me up. My friend Karen recommended Theo’s drinking chocolate, which is on Food Empowerment Project’s ‘recommended’ list of slavery-free chocolate. I’ve been making it with unsweeteed coconut milk drink (the coconut milk in the carton that doesn’t really taste like coconut). Delish! A wonderful treat for Valentine’s day (or any day)!

Other chocolatey treats that would be nice for Valentine’s Day are truffles. Truffles are surprisingly easier to make than you might think. These are two tried and true recipes for truffles that I love. The first is a salty/sweet pair, the salted kahlua truffles

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And the other is a spicy/sweet combo, the chile cardamom truffles

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Both of these truffles are great and if you’re really feeling ambitious, an assortment of both make for a nice contrast. Another nice chocolate treat might be these double-chocolate chip cookies. I just started wondering what they would be like dipped in a cup of hot cocoa. Too much? I think not.

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What kind of treats do you enjoy for Valentine’s Day or, more generally, in the duldrums of winter?

Rethinking “Rescue”?

“If you have come here to help me, you are wasting your time. But if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then let us work together.” –Lilla Watson, Australian Aboriginal artist/activist

I saw this quote posted by a friend on Facebook this morning and it really resonated with me. I’ve always been a little uneasy with the language of ‘rescuing,’ ‘saving,’ ‘fighting for‘ animals. These terms, in my opinion, seem to deny the animal’s agency and reify the human ‘rescuer’ as saviour. I know this certainly is not the intention of many animal ‘rescue’ workers who devote themselves tirelessly to helping animals, but the language of ‘helping the helpless’ and ‘speaking for the voiceless’ is somewhat troubling to me nonetheless. Animals are not voiceless. They are sometimes, but not always, helpless. Animals resist.

In truth, animals, like children, and some other extremely vulnerable populations do need help in their struggle for liberation. This is, in large part, due to their legal status, but this is a topic for another post. Practically speaking, cages and spaces of captivity for animals are designed specifically to make it extremely difficult, if not impossible, for them to break free on their own. Humans have also altered the environment, the animals themselves, and animal habitats so much that often humans are needed in some way or another to facilitate a safer life for animals. In these ways and others, humans are, indeed, critical actors in animals’ struggle for liberation. But they are not the only actors and this, I think, is sometimes forgotten in the language we use. I’ve always liked that bumper sticker that is shaped like a paw print and says “Who rescued who?” because it turns this notion of ‘rescuing’ and ‘saving’ on its head.

What I like so much about the quotation above from Lilla Watson is that it rejects the frequent condescension that comes with “helping” — the condescension that often comes with being a member of a privileged group involved with trying to “save” someone less privileged — be that someone human or animal. It recognizes a more interconnected, more intersectional understanding of liberation struggles and power relations. The power relations at work in ‘rescuing’ or ‘saving’  or even ‘helping’ someone are uneven and problematic sites for negotiation even in the most well-meaning of cases. This is certainly not to say that we should never try to help others — of course, we should, and we should be grateful to receive help from others as well — but we should also be aware of the way this is bound up with power and privilege in complex and not altogether unproblematic ways. 

Perhaps we might think about it not as fighting for animals’ liberation, but instead as fighting alongside animals in joint liberatory struggles that recognize the consequences of structural violence that impact us all in unique ways?

Green on Greens Salad

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I’ve been easing back into the raw vegetable eating after having some pretty harsh, unexplained stomach issues over winter break. The raw veggies were just too hard on my digestive system, oddly, and I’ve been somewhat tentative about what I’m eating these days. I’m finally starting to feel like myself again and have been craving greens and raw veggies like crazy. Almost everyday last week, I had either the artichoke melt sandwich loaded with cukes and sprouts or a version of this salad for lunch (or both!). When I’m making lunch for myself, the rule usually has to be that I can make it quickly and without too much mess. This salad is so quick and easy and delicious in its simplicity. Usually I like to make a salad filled with different colors, but there’s something especially pretty about a salad that is all different shades of green. This combination has a nice zip from the lemon juice, crunch from the cucumber and sprouts, and a lovely richness from the avocado.

The Recipe

lettuce/salad greens of your choice (I was lazy and used half a box of mixed salad greens)

cucumber, sliced

sprouts

avocado, diced

for the dressing:

2 parts lemon juice

1 part balsamic vinegar

1 part olive or flax oil

generous grind black pepper

a pinch of salt

Toss the greens in a salad bowl, laying the other veggies on top. You can either mix the dressing ahead of time in a small bowl, or just drizzle the individual ingredients over the salad directly (either works fine). Toss and enjoy!

Grilled Artichoke Melt Sandwich

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One of my favorite things to eat these days is the artichoke melt sandwich at Chaco Canyon Cafe in Seattle. It’s a hot sandwich with artichoke spread, cashew cheese, veganaise and topped with sprouts and cucumber. Lately, I’ve been pulling out the sandwich press at home and making grilled sandwiches that are a variation on this. You do not have to have a sandwich press to make one. You can either grill it on a frying pan, like you would a grilled cheese, or you can use toast open face versions in the toaster oven. The most important thing, I think, for this sandwich is the artichoke spread and choosing a nice bread. Everything else is icing on the cake, as it were. Sometimes I stick to a really simple sandwich. Other times I grill up some zucchini and mushrooms to throw on the sandwich. Sometimes I add roasted red peppers from a jar… The possibilities are endless and adaptable to your mood and tastebuds. This is the variation I made for today’s lunch:

The “Recipe”

Bread slices (I used a rosemary bread from a local bakery that was delish!)

artichoke spread (I buy Napoleon brand artichoke tapenade from the regular grocery)

thinly sliced red onion

small handful of kalamata olives, sliced

cucumber slices

sprouts

fresh ground pepper

Heat the sandwich press or your frying pan (you can use a little oil or margarine on the bread, but it is not necessary — I usually skip it). Spread a *generous* helping of artichoke spread on each piece of bread. Layer some olives and onion on there (i.e. all the ingredients that you want to be heated and grilled in the sandwich. Grill the sandwich until it’s nicely toasted on the outside and warm and lovely on the inside. Remove from heat, add some cucumber and sprouts, slice and enjoy! A little salad on the side is nice, or a pickle or two. But, of course, all you really need is the sandwich itself!

What ingredients do you like on a hot, grilled sandwich?

Lying flat on the floor or, where is that breaking point, really?

I have a lot going on right now. Somehow I thought since I wouldn’t be teaching this quarter, I’d have this wide, open expanse for dissertation writing. I imagined leisurely mornings of tea drinking, oatmeal eating, and writing. I have been doing a lot of writing, actually. I’m working on a paper for publication from the dissertation research and workshopping it in class. This week is a big workshopping week, actually. Monday, I workshopped the paper in the Animal Studies Working Group at the UW, which was great, and I got so many amazingly helpful suggestions for changes to make to improve the paper and places to expand when this paper is turned into a much longer chapter for the dissertation. There’s really nothing like sitting in a room and realizing with such comfort that these are your people. I felt so very grateful to sit there and know that they understand the work I’m doing, they understand why I’m doing it and why it’s important, and they understand me. What a gift! Today, I’m workshopping an outline for this same paper in my geography writing class. I imagine this may be a bit bumpier — my personal struggle and ongoing project always seems to be about making an argument for why geographers should care about this subject. The paper is definitely lacking a geographical theoretical frame at the moment and so my next big task is going to be figuring out how to frame it in the geography literature. I always find this a particular challenge.  

But back to my extremely unrealistic vision of leisurely dissertation writing. In reality, I’ve come to know about myself that when I have more time in my schedule, rather than spending all that time writing, I just take on more projects. I say, “sure! absolutely!” to projects that interest me, I invent new projects, I expand the projects I’m currently working on, etc. Sometimes I wonder if there is a breaking point. And if there is, where is it precisely? And what does that breaking point look like, really? Is it one huge meltdown after we’ve fallen right over the edge or is it little daily or weekly fissures. I notice more regularly those little fissures. Like when I’ve been sitting all day at the computer and haven’t let myself stop thinking about a particular project all day long. I notice it when my mind gets fixated on solving a problem and won’t turn off until the problem is resolved. I also notice how that focus and inclination to take on more projects may be harmful to the psyche, the mind, and the body. 

Given that I’m not interested in reducing the number of projects I’m doing, I’ve been trying to think of ways to diffuse some of the tension and stress associated with this kind of schedule. When it was just me and Maizy during the day, I would take walks with her to step away from the computer, clear my head, get my blood moving and fresh air in my lungs. Now, with Saoirse, walks are anything but relaxing. Walking the two of them together is, honestly, a huge test in patience. Maizy pulls in one direction and Saoirse pulls in the opposite direction. The leashes get hopelessly tangled. Saoirse tries to eat every piece of dog and cat shit she finds or any scrap of food or piece of bone dropped by the crows in the neighborhood. More than once, I’ve reached into her mouth to extract whatever she managed to grab off the parking strip only to find myself holding a slimy piece of half-chewed poop. Yup. Not relaxing AT ALL. Maybe someday we’ll work out a better system where walks with the dogs will be relaxing, but that is not the case now. 

I’ve turned to thinking about other forms of relaxing, taking a break, forcing my mind and body to stop, pause and recalibrate. Standing up to stretch and do some deep breathing is good, but I’m also trying out a regular practice of closing myself in a room by myself for 5 minutes and doing Savasana. Savasana is the “corpse” pose in yoga. It’s a grounding pose, a pose where you make your body and mind neutral and still. In yoga practice, savasana has always been one of the poses that effects me most and that instantly helps me to feel calm and grounded. I thought, why not try to incorporate this into daily life, even if there isn’t time to do a full yoga practice? I’ll have to let you know how it goes.

Do you have any favorite tips or methods of relaxing and taking a step back in the midst of a work day?

Homemade Granola

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The other day, Eric picked up an oat from the counter, ate it, and exclaimed, “I just found a yummy, cinnamony piece of oat on the counter!”

“Oh!” I said, “I forgot! I made granola today!” It was so easy and low-impact a process I had forgotten all about it. 

This granola recipe is adapted from my mom’s granola recipe. It can be endlessly adapted and changed to include your favorite ingredients. This one is a basic cinnamon, raisin, almond granola. Let me just say, before we go any further, that this recipe is ridiculously easy. You can include any kind of nut/seed, dried fruit, spices, etc. Plus, if you get gluten-free certified oats, it’s appropriate for the gluten-free folks in your life, too.  

Let your imagination run wild! I’m thinking an almond, cinnamon, dried cherry combo would be great!

The Recipe

Makes about 3 1/2 cups

2 cups oats

1 cup raw almonds, roughly chopped,

2 Tbls sesame seeds

1 tsp cinnamon

1/4 cup maple syrup (or other liquid sweetener)

1/4 cup coconut oil, melted (or other oil)

1/2 cup raisins

Preheat oven to 275 F. In a large mixing bowl, toss the oats, nuts, seeds, and cinnamon together. Add the melted coconut oil and maple syrup and toss together. Spread the mixture evenly on a baking sheet and bake for 50 minutes. I find if you line the baking sheet with a silicone mat or parchment paper, the granola cooks evenly and doesn’t need to be stirred. If you want the granola to form some clusters, do not stir during cooking, remove from the oven when cooking time is complete and let cool slightly on the pan. Now, gently toss in the raisins.  Store in jar or other airtight container and enjoy as a snack, a breakfast cereal or mixed with a nondairy yogurt.

What ingredients would you like to see in granola?

On Blogging and Public Vulnerability

At the eleventh hour, I got the eighth spot in our department’s professional writing seminar, taught by the inspiring Professor Victoria Lawson. To be frank, I’ve been downright giddy at getting to take the class. First of all, it’s a class that is notoriously useful and sought-after in our department. Throughout the quarter, you write and workshop an article for submission to a top academic journal. Having this kind of disciplined guidance through the publishing process is invaluable. And so, I’m delighted to get to be a part of this class as we together embark on the process of publishing. But more generally, I’m giddy about taking the class because it’s been quite a while since I’ve been in a class. I didn’t realize how much I missed it — how hungry I was to participate in a seminar, to sit around talking about ideas, sharing our writing, and being part of a focused intellectual community again. Researching and writing the dissertation is an amazing process and I love it, but it can be a little isolating. I hadn’t noticed this until I sat down in the seminar last week. 

One of the things we read for this week’s class was an article called, “The Digitial Future of Authorship: Rethinking Originality” by Kathleen Fitzpatrick. It’s a great article and there are many valuable insights in it, but one insight in particular strikes me as relevant for thinking about blogging and the changing digital publishing world. Fitzpatrick argues that technology — computers, internet, blogging, etc. — has changed the way we should think about writing. Previously, writing, and particularly academic writing, was stagnant. Academics would work on a research project, write up their research in a paper or book, hone the argument, polish it and publish it. In other words, they would finish a piece of original writing, and this was the goal. This is largely still how academic publishing works, but Fitzpatrick argues that we may need to rethink the way that we write. In her own words:

“We might, for instance, find our values shifting away from a sole focus on the production of unique, original new arguments and texts to consider instead curation as a valid form of scholarly activity, in which the work of authorship lies in the imaginative bringing together of multiple threads of discourse that originate elsewhere, a potentially energizing form of argument via juxtaposition. Such a practice of scholarly remixing might look a bit like blogging, in its original sense: finding the best of what has been published in the digital network and bringing it together, with commentary, for one’s readership.” ~Kathleen Fitzpatrick, pp 17-18

Blogging, according to Fitzpatrick, is a method of in-process writing. It’s a relatively low-stakes way to explore ideas. The writer can put ideas out there and readers can comment. Ideas can evolve and change as a collective process. And the writing, too, becomes collective. The original post is part of the writing process, just as the comments on the post are part of it. And then, based on those comments, and more thinking on the subject, the blogger writes new posts that build on the previous ones. I love the idea of blogging as a potentially collective writing process and a method of growing ideas together.

One particular point of interest, too, in Fitzpatrick’s piece is her discussion of the public nature of publishing. In conventional publishing, the author writes privately, asking maybe a few people close to him/her to read the manuscript and give feedback. But this writing is not made public until it it polished and published — a finished argument. Blogging, on the other hand, while relatively low-stakes, is also a public writing process, a way to expose the “bumps in the road” as Fitzpatrick notes. Writing expressed in a blog may reflect honestly the writing and thinking process. Sometimes the ideas might be half-baked, the writing informal and chatty.

Reflecting on Fitzpatrick’s words has helped me to think about a sense of uneasiness I’ve had about this blog the last few weeks. In the case of the recent posts on child-rearing (One and Two), I’ve been feeling a bit vulnerable and a little uneasy about publicly sharing my thought-process — especially on such a contentious topic. These posts are by no means a polished argument for or against having children. Instead, they are honest, public in-process reflections of a private thought-process. Or in the case of the quinoa post, this was simply a quick post on an article I read with some initial thoughts. Since posting it, I’ve read a bunch of other articles about quinoa and I’ve had more time to think about the issues and the article’s focus on veganism. That quinoa post would have been very different if I wrote it today instead of last week. But that, I think, is the beauty of a blogging space — that it’s a space to try out ideas, see how they sit, hear thoughts and responses from the community, and develop new ideas, new posts and new kinds of writing, too.

Feeling intellectually vulnerable is uncomfortable, but through that discomfort, I feel grateful to you, dear readers, for your comments and contributions, and I hope that together we can continue to think through some of these difficult and thought-provoking aspects of living.

Banana Pancakes

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Mornin’! And happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day for those in the US of A. This morning, Eric is home from work and we are waiting on a dryer repair person to arrive (our dryer finally kicked it and we’re hoping it will be able to be repaired). Clothes just don’t line-dry so well in the Pacific Northwest winters with the perpetual damp and fog we’re having these days. Anyway, I decided to make some banana pancakes while we wait. I’ve been having some stomach issues lately and the only thing I’ve been up for eating is relatively plain, bready type things. Last weekend, I made the biscuits and gravy. This weekend, banana pancakes. I’ve loved banana pancakes since I was a kid (my mom used to make them for us pretty regularly–sometimes even for dinner)! 

This recipe can really be endlessly adapted and changed. I’ll often use a mix of flours–sometimes all whole wheat, sometimes half buckwheat, etc. You can play around with the flours for healthier/heartier versions. If you don’t like bananas, you can easily use 1/2 cup of applesauce in place of the banana. Use your imagination to play around with the recipe if you like.

The Recipe: Banana Pancakes

Makes about 8 4-inch pancakes

1 cup all-purpose flour (or flour of your choice)

2 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp salt

1 Tbls sugar (or alternative sweetener) — [this is optional and they are quite good without added sweetener since the banana is so sweet already]

1 ripe banana, mashed

3/4 – 1 cup nondairy milk

1/2 tsp vanilla extract

2 Tbls oil (vegetable, safflower, coconut oil all work) or you can omit this and add a little extra rice milk for an oil free option

Mash banana in small mixing bowl. Add wet ingredients and stir well to combine. In a separate bowl, mix dry ingredients. Add wet ingredients to dry and mix just enough to combine (some small lumps are fine). Heat a frying pan or griddle to a low-medium heat. If you’re using a nonstick pan, you can probably get away with not using oil to cook the pancakes. For a regular pan, add a splash of oil (vegetable, safflower, or coconut). When the pan is heated, use a measuring cup to scoop the batter onto the pan. You can make any size pancakes you want, obviously. 

The trick to cooking pancakes is getting the heat right. Too high a heat and the pancakes cook too fast on the outside, leaving the inside gooey. Too low a heat and the pancakes don’t get a nice crisp and can still be raw in the middle. On a low-medium heat, cook the pancakes on the first side until they bubble and you see little holes appear. Flip the pancakes carefully and cook on the other side until nicely golden brown. 

Serve with your favorite toppings: fresh fruit, maple syrup, jam or preserves, applesauce and cinnamon, granola for a crunchy topping, nuts or seeds, etc.

How do you like to eat pancakes?

The Inconvenient Truth Behind Quinoa (Plus, Alternatives!)

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A thank you to my friend Karen who shared this article yesterday from The Guardian, “Can vegans stomach the unpalatable truth about quinoa” by Joanna Blythman. I highly recommend reading the whole article, but in case you don’t have time, the gist of it is that our insatiable appetite for quinoa in the Global North has driven producers in the Global South further into poverty. This is a classic problem of export-led development models promoted by international development agencies — namely, that when a staple crop becomes an export crop the prices are often driven up making it so that locals can no longer afford to eat their staple crop. In this case, this has happened with quinoa, the staple crop of Bolivians. There are many other examples of this from all over the world. This article also does a nice job of mentioning some of the other problems with vegan staples, like soy. Blythman notes that soy, along with cattle ranching, is one of the top causes of deforestation in South America.

Serenity in the Storm reader, Holly, made a great point on Facebook about the onus for the exploding popularity of quinoa being placed on vegans in this article. The focus on vegans as the culprit is a bit ridiculous considering what a tiny percentage of the population we are.  Focusing so heavily also does a disservice to the issue itself because a title about veganism will draw fewer readers than a title that simply stated, “the unpalatable truth about quinoa”.  

Despite this issue, though, I think this is very important information to know so that we can act in more ethical ways with regards to other communities around the world. And it’s issues like this that really highlight the importance of thinking in intersectional ways about how our actions impact not only animals, but humans and the environment as well.

I know it’s sacrilege to say in the vegan community, but I’m actually not the biggest fan of quinoa. I know it’s supposed to be this super grain/seed that’s really great, but I’m just not a huge fan of the texture and flavor. I’d much prefer to eat a nice brown rice, kamut, or other grain. That being said, we do buy a ton of quinoa in bulk because it is our go-to grain for Maizy’s and Saoirse’s food. I’m thinking we’ll have to switch to something else.  

Quinoa is beginning to be grown in the Pacific Northwest, so there may be local sources available. This summer, I discovered a vendor at the Seattle farmers’ markets who sells all kinds of locally grown grains. Perhaps one alternative is to buy grains from more local sources. Buying them in larger quantities directly from the producers would be a more economical option and I love the idea of going in on a big bag of grain with friends/neighbors. For people in the Pacific Northwest, here’s a nice article from Tilth Producers on the trend to grow more organic grains locally. For folks in the Northeastern United States, here is a resource for locally sourced grains — the Northern Grain Growers Association.

What do you think about this quinoa news?

Raising Children and Animal Activism (Part Two)

Continuing the conversation about the choice to have children from Part One, I wanted to write a post specifically about having children and animal activism. I was at a NARN (Northwest Animal Rights Network) meeting this weekend and one of the speakers asked us to remember that we can all make an effort to be more compassionate and less judgemental when interacting with non-vegans and those outside the animal rights community. No one in the room, after all, was born vegan. Becoming vegan for all of us was a process and being compassionate and open-hearted is always a more effective method of interacting than being judgemental and self-important. This comment did get me thinking about being more compassionate (as was intended), but it also got me thinking about being born vegan. Most of us were raised eating meat and dairy.

I believe that teaching children to eat meat in the United States is an act of violence. I know this might sound radical and I certainly don’t think it’s an intentional form of violence — it’s the result of nutrition guidelines influenced by the meat and dairy industries, it’s the result of “Got Milk?” and “Beef, it’s what’s for dinner” campaigns, it’s the result of an extremely long history of thinking meat eating is healthy, and it’s generally the result of tradition. But at some point or another, children find out that meat comes from an animal and this, I think, is where the real violence occurs. Many children I’ve encountered were/are disturbed to find out that a burger comes from a cow or that that nugget they’re eating was a chicken. Children have to be taught the belief that it is ‘okay’ to eat certain animals; children do not innately understand this. Part of this, of course, is due to our level of disconnection from our food. Most of us are not farmers and so do not grow up understanding what is involved with producing the food we eat. But, drawing on my dissertation research, even children raised on farms (where animals are raised and slaughtered for food) have to be taught how to relate to animals as food. This is one of the main underlying functions of 4-H programs. Practically, 4-H teaches children the ins and outs of raising an animal and farming animals, but one of the major moments of 4-H is when the time comes to sell the animal the child has raised. At this point, the reality sets in that this animal that the child has cared for so carefully and proudly will be sold for slaughter and that this is just “the way things are”.  That it’s just part of “growing up” to accept that certain animals are “here to be eaten”.   

I think a lot of children have experienced some kind of meaningful connection with animals and many families readily acknowledge the value and richness of living with animals in our homes (dogs, cats, etc). Thus, I think it’s disingenuous for parents to say to children that it’s okay to eat certain animals because “that’s what they’re here for.” This indoctrinates children at an age before they really understand what’s happening into the violent system of exploiting animals for our taste preferences. It also indoctrinates children early on into the widespread institution of discrimination — children are taught that it is acceptable to discriminate (and use at will) an ‘Other’ based simply on their species membership.

This is a long way around to talk about the choice to have children or not as an animal advocate (or any kind of activist, really). From my experience, it seems that a majority of animal rights and environmental justice activists choose NOT to have children and I’m really not sure if this is good or bad. There are many different (good!) reasons for this choice, I think. Certainly, from an ethical standpoint, having children (particularly in this U.S. culture of over-consumption) can put undue strain on the environment by bringing another consumer into the world. Having children versus adopting children brings up a similar ethical issue to the breeding animals versus adopting from a shelter (in other words, why breed more when there are so many without homes already?). Raising children can certainly take time and energy away from activism and I think this is not a trivial matter. We have such a small amount of time here on the planet to make a difference and do good and spending time raising children inevitably means that a huge portion of your time and energy is occupied by activities not related to working to end human or animal suffering.

On the flip side, raising children could potentially be a wonderful form of activism in itself. To raise a child with more evolved values about human/animal/environment relations could make a huge difference if that child grew up to believe in those values and be an activist him/herself. To raise a child who is sensitive to the plight of animals AND humans, who is raised to lead a more compassionate life…this could be a great gift to that child and to the world at large. But of course, there is always the chance that the child grows up to be a hummer-driving, meat-eating, neo-Nazi…we really have no control over how our children turn out. We can do our best to instill values of compassion, open-mindedness and love, but the world is a crazy place and kids grow up to be their own people.  I think, then, the choice to have children cannot be dependent on who we hope they will grow up to be. We have to be prepared to raise a child and have them reject every value we’ve taught them and be okay with that. With this unknown, there remains the ethical question of whether or not we can justify bringing someone into the world who might do more harm than good.

Another factor I think about, too, is the impact on the child of raising them with environmentalist, vegan, animal/human rights values. I know how much pain and heartbreak I’ve experienced personally confronting the realities of humans’ capacity for oppression, cruelty and violence. But that’s been my choice to confront this stuff. I was already here on the planet, sucking up resources and so I think, for me, it’s unequivocally a positive thing that I started to think about these realities (better to confront this stuff than to ignore it or pretend we don’t have a responsibility to try to make a difference). Bringing someone into the world who will be raised to learn these truths is a somewhat  depressing thought. And while I think it’s certainly better than indoctrinating children into supporting and reproducing a system of violence through meat-eating, etc., raising children with this knowledge and teaching them (in age-appropriate ways) to face the harsh realities of the pain humans cause is a kind of violence in itself.

I’ve talked to a few animal rights/environmental justice activists who DO have children and who firmly believe that more activists should raise children. More advocates raising children (adopted or not) ‘grows the ranks,’ as it were, and creates a larger community of people with shared values. If Eric and I do have children, this is something I think about a lot — developing a sense of community with other like-minded people and raising children together could be a wonderful thing. 

As usual, lots of pros and cons and things to think about and nothing conclusive from my end. I honestly feel a bit exposed writing about this topic because, in some ways, the thought process feels very personal to me, but I’m really appreciating the conversation the last post generated and I’m eager to hear more of your thoughts.

What do you all think?