Ethics part 2

You know with all of this talk about how we need to help these poor farmers and countries with this unethical farming, it reminds me a little bit of the drug farming in South America. Americans still find, arrest, and try to stop these cocaine farmers from producing the drug materials. The American government also gave these farmers the option to plant other produce. However, our “aide” produced a bit of a controversy. Cocaine is what’s putting food on their family’s table, it’s what’s sending their kids to school. In this documentary that I was watching, the reporter asked if the farmer would switch to farming drugs to bananas and he said no. Many farmers feel this way because it’s harder to transfer and sell fruits and vegetables compared to drugs. I don’t agree with this, but it does open up questions about the other parties involved in this unethical work. Sure, everyone wants to work ethically and not have to open up sweat shops, but what would happen if we stop it completely? Are we really helping these people out? The answers to these touchy issues are never one hundred percent satisfying and neither is it easy to just switch. Don’t get me? Well, let’s say all these designer and clothing companies stop supporting sweat shops and they built their own for found better factories to produce their materials. Great, right? I think so! But, will the same people who worked for those sweat shops work in these new facilities or for that manufacturer? Will the commute be easier on them? Will they have to get some sort of education to get this job? Will they get money fast? Will the difference in the paychecks be that much better? To be quite honest, I think that for us to be completely ethical or try to be more ethical, we have to fix it from the root down and get these different perspectives.

To buy or not to buy? Ethical Shopping

It’s hard for us, especially teenagers, to be so empathetic about everything and think so intense on where our products came from. When I look at a dress or a bag at Ala Moana, I don’t think about where the product came from and how ethical it was to create it, I just think about the price and if it’ll match my wardrobe. Sure, it’d be a bonus and I’d like to know that the things that I buy were not made in sweat shops or were testing on animals. However, like everyone else in this world, it’s hard for a company to be fully ethical. Growing up with my parents, who own their own practice, I know that when you have your own business, sometimes hard decisions need to be made. Sometimes the company cannot afford the best of the best and so on. Now, try to imagine how it’s like to manage and make decisions when you own a whole empire. Sure, everyone wants to do the right thing. Not every super successful people wants to do whatever is the cheapest to gain more profit or want to ruin a child’s life. Sure, fashion companies can be a little bit more ethical about where they get their stuff and what kinds of materials their using, but when it all comes down to it, there’s more to it than just a simple switch.

Review

I liked all the creative writing assignments. They were a lot of fun. I liked all the other writing assignments, too. I think it helped my writing. Actually, I think it positively increased my writing skills. I loved all the different styled writing assignments, like the additive and Lydia papers. I think the grading system in this class (the five out of fives and ten out of tens). I don’t like how it was changed to letter grades. I really didn’t like that and whoever peer pressured you to do it is stupid. I enjoyed writing on tumblr, I mean it wasn’t good pieces, but it was a neat addition to the class. I like in operating social media into the curriculum. The grammar, I really didn’t like. I just don’t like grammar and I don’t think I need to know different types of sentences one could have in a paper, but whatever. The vocabulary was ok, I, personally, have a hard time remembering all these words. However, I enjoyed the vocabulary quizzes, it was unique and it made me think. It wasn’t like I just memorized the sheet and regurgitated it. The discussions in class are stimulating. Sometimes they veer from the assignment and they start becoming irrelevant, but that’s ok, too. Overall, the class was good. However, rubrics are good to have for a writing assignment, because I can’t remember all that was said in the last class. It also gives me more of an insight of what you’d like to see.

Foodly Morals

Let me put this disclaimer out: there is no definite right or wrong ethics. The only thing that’s judging if our actions are “moral” or not are the margins that the society that we grew up in have fashioned. Ethics, in a way, is more like a fairytale (sorry if I offend), it’s something that we all want to have, but aren’t quite sure on how to obtain or even construct such a intangible thing. Sure, we can use God, our parents, or anything else as an example of what is good and what is bad, but it’s still a very sensitive and debate able topic. When we boil it down, nobody is perfect. Not even America (hold your tongue).
As we Americans develop into this positive progressing society where good health for all is all the rage, we often hear lots of slander towards factors that cause obesity and mass farming. Today’s American majority believes that we all should start to eat healthier, care for the livestock, know what’s in our food, animals should have rights, “have a colorful plate”, exercise once a week, and so on. Knowing this, when I was given the prompt: do ethics influence the food industry? The answer is obvious: yes, it does. At the least, it’s influenced by the ethics of the American majority. How many court appearances did big chain restaurants, like McDonlads, Burger King, and Taco Bell, have to make? How many laws and bills were created for farm animals that we harvest for a meal? How many restrictions did we create for every part of the food industry? A lot, that’s what! All these regulations, inspections, and law suits that shaped the food industry today were shaped by peat the majority of America thought was the right thing to do, which I most definitely agree with, too. However, problems still arise from this never ending fight for the utopian food system. Many companies still cut corners, mistreat our animals, find loop holes, or burry the problems that they produce. Does that answer the question?

Until 8:44 am (So…right now)

I can feel myself waking up, but I’m still sleeping. I hate this part of sleep. What is it called? Non-REM? Anyway, I know I’m going to feel super tired. The alarm beeps. My eyes open. I jumped out of bed. I get dressed in the only thing that I can pull on in a second, a dress. I put on my tights and unplug my ipad. My mom yells into the intercom for us to hurry up. How unnecessary! I brush my teeth, put on a beanie, slip into my socks, and up the stairs I go. No break fast this morning, even though my stomach is begging, pleading, and whining very loudly. Mom yells at us to get ready faster, claiming that she told us last night that she had to go to work earlier today, which she didn’t. Wayne forgot almost everything today and had to constantly run back in the house to grab his stuff. I started the car and drove. Mom yells at my driving skills, which isn’t bad (I’m being truthful here I’m not a bad driver; she just freaks out a lot). I get to school, look for the closest CP bank because I have to pay $32 to ride a limo for prom this weekend. There is none near here (crap). Had my morning conversations with my friends, drank the rest of an abandoned cup of coffee (it was a friend’s, I didn’t just drink any abandoned cup), and walked to english.

It’s hard to come by original ideas nowadays. Actually, I don’t think there are anymore original ideas. It seems as though that everything, from books to art work, plagiarized something. I found this essay quite humorous and I quite agree with what the author was saying. There is in fact a lot of plagiarism in music, literature, and other works, and many of these plagiarized ideas are well loved by the public. It’s kind of sneaky, though, how these artists sneak it in. It could be a quote, a concept, an idea, a plot, or a one liner, but they can relish it to make it seem like it was of their own. However, it’s not that these artists can’t come up with their own things, it’s that these earlier works have greatly influenced their works. It’s thanks to these early or unsung pioneers for giving creative material for these great artists to be inspired by. For some of the examples that this author mentioned in the essay have created very influencial and likeable pieces. I also enjoyed the many examples that the author included in this essay. I was familiar with some of them and was shocked that these works had some plagiarism in it.

This essay by Kate Bernheimer is a well written praise for the structure and techniques used in fairy tales. She writes about how people usually don’t appreciate the true beauty and magic within the writing of these sotries. No, she’s not talking about the meaning behind it or anything cliche like that. She address the four elements of fairy tale writing, gives examples, and eloquently explains them. Lots of familiar titles, characters, and plots appear in this essay. I enjoyed reading it, because it was well written, organized, clear, and it offered a different perspective. It was a very insightful piece and I throughly enjoyed reading what she had to say. It definitely wasn’t boring, even though it was 13 pages.

I hate mucus, well excess mucus that is. The ones that drip out of the nose, down the throat, and down the nose to the throat. It is more than annoying, it’s vexacious! I hate how the tissues pile up and so does the pressure in my sinus. Blowing my nose constantly, and this may come as a surprise, is not my favorite activity. Clearing my throat once an hour is irksome and rude. Why does our immune system have to go hyperactive during a cold and allergy season? Is there that much germs in our system that our cells have to override the mucus content? I think we got it all out of my system 200 tissue balls ago. Wait, is that a fever I’m feeling?! OH NO! Just when I thought I was getting better, I’m getting worse. I hate whoever infected me. Dang, who was it? My boyfriend? My hula sisters? My family? There’s too many people that I have contacted with. I don’t even feel sick! I just feel gross. 
	Oh how I hate the mornings when I have all this mucus. It changes to digusting colors like yellow, green, and sometimes a mustard yellow. UCK! HOW GROSS! WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME?! All these meds don’t seem like they’re working! I take pills after pills, and nasal spray after nasal spray. Saline and antihistamines why are you failing me so? When I want to go out and have fun, or at least get my mother off of my back. Why do colds have to happen on weekends? A cure isn’t coming for another week isn’t it?

I hate mucus, well excess mucus that is. The ones that drip out of the nose, down the throat, and down the nose to the throat. It is more than annoying, it’s vexacious! I hate how the tissues pile up and so does the pressure in my sinus. Blowing my nose constantly, and this may come as a surprise, is not my favorite activity. Clearing my throat once an hour is irksome and rude. Why does our immune system have to go hyperactive during a cold and allergy season? Is there that much germs in our system that our cells have to override the mucus content? I think we got it all out of my system 200 tissue balls ago. Wait, is that a fever I’m feeling?! OH NO! Just when I thought I was getting better, I’m getting worse. I hate whoever infected me. Dang, who was it? My boyfriend? My hula sisters? My family? There’s too many people that I have contacted with. I don’t even feel sick! I just feel gross.
Oh how I hate the mornings when I have all this mucus. It changes to digusting colors like yellow, green, and sometimes a mustard yellow. UCK! HOW GROSS! WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME?! All these meds don’t seem like they’re working! I take pills after pills, and nasal spray after nasal spray. Saline and antihistamines why are you failing me so? When I want to go out and have fun, or at least get my mother off of my back. Why do colds have to happen on weekends? A cure isn’t coming for another week isn’t it?