Sunday, October 31, 2010

Ding Dong! Avon Calling

I happened to be given an Avon catalogue to look through today and, oh my, it brought about flashbacks to the 60s and 70s when every self respecting girl had a little pot of Avon Cream Perfume in her handbag. Do you remember Occur in a black pot with a real diamond on the lid? Then there was Topaz, Eternal, Bird of Paradise and my favourite - Somewhere - in a pink pot encrusted with  pretty pastel jewels!!! If my memory serves me right there was  also Wishing, Honeysuckle and a very exotic Hawaiian White Ginger in the range!  I felt really old when I read that these perfume jars and bottles were antiques now and quite sought after.
Next on the scene in perfume trends came Youth Dew in a small ribbed bottle with a blue bow around the neck - it was a  completely different fragrance  - a new oriental - and its over powering scent wafted in the air in every Ladies loo in dance clubs and movie houses in the 70s. It lasted for ages and ages! People who wore Youth Dew also used a very pale pink lipstick called Strawberry Meringue - nude lips were in and this was THE lipstick to wear. Eyeshadow was sky blue - eyeliner was black and mascara came in solid form with a little brush - we used to call it spit and scrub - gross!!! Twiggy was our role model and eyelashes were so important we wore false ones and drew lower lashes. We must have looked a sight!
Mini skirts, Pop Art clothes in black and white geometric stripes and patterns and white knee length PVC boots were in and I had them all and thought  I looked like the bees knees. I even had a black shiny PVC mac with white trimmings  - it rustled and crackled and you could hear me before you saw me and if I had my Youth Dew or Charlie perfume on this also contributed to my early warning system.

Back to the Avon catalogue - the Skin so Soft range is still in there. I loved that too but left a bottle of the bath oil  on the side of the bath once and one of the boys tipped the whole bottle into the bath with him. He was so slippery that I couldn't get him out -it was  like wrestling with a slippery eel.  Skin so Soft now has real diamonds in it - probably the same ones that were in the lid of the Occur bottle! Avon now have fragrances called  Treselle - which claims that it is sexier than naked! And Outspoken by Fergie so you can 'say it as you mean it' and the brochure even has a rub and sniff corner so you can 'say it as you mean it' before you buy the perfume. 'Perceive' lets your senses be your guide and promises to take you on a journey to you inner sanctuary so that you can be yourself and embrace sensuality - I suppose the R179 cost is much cheaper than a ticket to an ashram in India!
Oh I have so enjoyed flipping through the Avon catalogue again - Treselle sounds like a must have - but I am quite nostalgic for my little pot of somewhere.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Trick or Treat

Happy Halloween!
Yes-Time to get the pointy black hat out - I know you all have one -paint your face green and get cackling! Halloween has grown in popularity and is another of one of those consumer nightmares that face us these days. You have no intention of celebrating it and then you get to the shops to find all these ghoulish goodies on offer and feel compelled to indulge in a little witchcraft! Last year the  population of USA spent 2 billion dollars on Halloween decor - Crazy! Why??

Well the Irish started it back in the 5th century BC with the Celtic festival 'Samhain' in Celtic Ireland. The Celtic year officially ended on 31 October 31 and it was believed that on this night the boundaries between the living and the dead became blurred, and that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth in search of living bodies to possess for the following year.  I should imagine the Irish might have been full of spirits (the liquid kind)  when they dreamed that up!
The tradition of dressing in costume is taken from the Celtic villagers who would dress up in all manner of ghoulish costumes and noisily parade around the neighbourhood, being as destructive as possible in order to frighten away spirits looking for bodies to possess.Ok - I can relate to this - this sounds like your average weekend night out in the north of England!
The name Halloween is derived from All Saints Day designated on 1 November by Pope Boniface IV in the seventh century - a day in honour of saints and martyrs. It is believed that it was the Pope's attempt to replace the Celtic festival of the dead with a related, but church-sanctioned holiday. The celebration was also called All-hallows, All-hallows Eve and, eventually, Halloween. When the Catholic Church got involved there was probably a seventh century cake sale, a jumble sale, a raffle and a Bingo Evening organised.

The custom of trick-or-treating is thought to have originated not with the Irish Celts, but with a ninth-century European custom called 'souling'. On November 2 (All Souls Day), Christians would walk from village to village begging for 'soul cakes', made out of square pieces of bread with currants in. I bet you could get these at the cake sale and that they tasted better than pumpkin  - I am sure!!!

My Halloween childhood memories stem around my sister Julia's birthday celebrations. She was born on Halloween, has jet black hair, long nails and looks good in black - you can draw your own conclusions! No shop bought designer creations for us - our hand made ghoulish gear was black cardboard cone hats and our coats turned inside out so that the dark lining was showing - with just the top buttoned fastened they looked like a cape. We used old sheets with eyeholes cut in them (sorry mum) and the biggest turnip we could find, hollowed out to hold a candle. We didn't have to wait for it to go dark - it was pitch black by 6pm, freezing cold and often misty - which all added to the terrifying atmosphere.  I don't remember getting any treats but we would make ghostly noises and knock on the neighbour's doors and then run like the clappers trying not to set our sheet costumes alight with the wobbling flame of the candle in the turnip. As a finale we usually went up to Christ Church and sat on the wall daring one another to run through the graveyard and scaring one another silly with ghost stories that we swore were true.  Great fun!
A couple of years ago - bookclub was at my house and it fell on 31 October. Shakespeare's Sisters gathered in full witch regalia, complete with huge rubber snakes worn as necklaces, bats, spiders, long talon false fingernails, brooms and pointed warty noses - not sure if these were false. I downloaded some scary cackling laugh sound clips  - not necessary really as the sisters can cackle really well - and we read ghostly quotes and poems by candle light. In the middle of this my house alarm went off - how scary is that? I checked the keypad and it was flashing eerily - Sean's den. Sean was in China! Twelve witches gathered their broomsticks and assorted weapons and scuttled outside to 'check it out'. There was no sign of an intruder - I was mightily relieved as anyone in there would have died of fright at the sight of us all!
Much cackling was in the air as we scuttled back inside just as the doorbell rang. We all trotted to the front door to answer it - expecting a cry of 'trick or treat' but when I opened the door, there stood an ADT security guard! His face was a picture as he scanned the sight in front of him. His mouth a perfect 'O' - terrified dark eyes surveying the ghoulish gathering - he reversed towards the gate, hand feeling for the gun under his jacket asking,
 "Is everything was alright Maam?"  "It's Halloween." I started to explain as the bookclub went into cackling mode behind me."This is my bookclub."....."We are normal people," that brought about even louder laughter and a few shrieks and snorts!
I am sure that the ADT news that week held a report of a suspected coven in Summerstrand hosting a group of armed and dangerous women with deranged laughing tendencies.  The force be with you !
Happy Halloween! Happy Birthday Julia xxx x

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Living in a Barbie World

I’m a barbie girl, in a barbie world.
Life in plastic, it’s fantastic.
you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere.
Imagination, that is your creation.
Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

I have had a pink week! Not only breast cancer awareness but I have been early Christmas shopping for my grandies and Jessica is in Barbie mode. Just like the song Barbie lives in a pink plastic world.
I was amazed at just what I can buy for Barbie - clothes for every occasion, minute shoes, bags, even hair accessories, furniture, a house, a car, a swimming pool, a horse, a completely equipped veterinary practice - Barbie has a busy life. Not only is Barbie known as a fashion icon, she is also a pet lover. She has over forty pets which include horses, a panda, cats and dogs, a zebra, a lion club, among others. She also has collections of vehicles, a pilot license, which allows her to maneuver commercial airlines. Barbie is awesome!
Barbie is a popular girl - she has friends and she even has a mate - Ken  - supplied for her pleasure. Poor Ken comes in the clothes he stands up in and very little else. As far as I know he doesn't even have a car - he has to borrow Barbie's, and Ken's wardrobe choice is very sad - a dinner suit and a few Hawaiian shirts. Although thinking about it, the male and female wardrobe and shoe collection in my world has some similarities!
Believe me Barbie World exists and  you can hang out with her there - I did today! They use their own currency there called B- bucks. I was given 100 B bucks for registering, Barbie tells me its about Fun, Fashion and Friendship - today I made friends with Messyjessy, Heartangel and Justina 998 - whoever they are? Everyone in Barbie world is getting ready for Halloween and for a few hundred rands - your Barbie can have all the gear too from witches outfit to miniature pumpkin for trick and treating and a minute black cat - Scary Stuff! I had a complete makeover in Barbie World which included an eye lift so that I resembled this perfect pink princess. Come to think of it how much cosmetic surgery is prompted by the image as Barbie as the perfect woman. Here is the low down on Barbie.....
Poor Barbie, she may someday marry Ken, but chances are, they will never have children. Based on research done by Rader Programs, the percent of Barbie's body fat would be too low.

If Barbie were a real person, she would be 6' 0", weigh 100 lbs., and wear a size 4. Her measurements would be 39"/19"/33". She would probably have had to have back surgery from being so top heavy.
The average woman is 5' 4", weighs 145 lbs., and wears between a size 11-14. Her measurements are approximately 36"/30"/41". There is a fifty-fifty chance that she is on a diet right now.

Barbie's real full name Barbara Millicent Roberts. Barbie's parents were George and Margaret Roberts from the fictional town of Willows, Wisconsin. It has been said that the girl named Barbie attended her secondary school at Willow High School and Manhattan International High School in New York City, based on the real-life Stuyvesant High School. Barbie's real love interest was named Ken Carson who first appeared in 1961 two years after she was released in the market. A press release from Mattel Company announced the sad news that Barbie and Ken split in February 2004, however, the couple decided to reunite in February 2006.
How Sad!!!! that poor man - I bet he went wild in those 2 years of freedom! I think he went back because of the car or perhaps he missed the forty pets!
I enjoyed my trip to Barbie World where Barbie drinks a toast to perfection each day with the elixir of youth.  In the real world we grow old. If Barbie lived in our world - these are the dolls that would be on the shelf today.
Realistic Barbie. Bifocals Barbie. Comes with her own set of blended-lens fashion frames in six wild colors (half-frames too), neck chain, and large-print editions of Vogue and Martha Stewart Living.
Hot Flush Barbie. Press Barbie's bellybutton and watch her face turn beetroot red while tiny drops of perspiration appear on her forehead. Comes with handheld fan and tiny tissues.
Facial Hair Barbie. As Barbie's hormone levels shift, see her whiskers grow. Available with teensy tweezers and magnifying mirror.
Flabby Arms Barbie. Hide Barbie's droopy triceps with these new,roomier-sleeved gowns. Good news on the tummy front, two-MuMus with tummy-support panels are included.
Bunion Barbie. Years of disco dancing in stiletto heels have definitely taken their toll on Barbie's dainty arched feet. Soothe her sores with the pumice stone and plasters, then slip on soft terry mules.
No-More-Wrinkles Barbie. Erase those pesky crow's-feet and lip lines with a tube of Skin Sparkle-Spackle, from Barbie's own line of exclusive age-blasting cosmetics.
Mid-life Crisis Barbie. It's time to ditch Ken. Barbie needs a change, and Alonzo (her personal trainer) is just what the doctor ordered, along with Prozac. They're hopping in her new red Miata and heading for the Napa Valley to open a B&B. Includes a real tape of "Breaking Up Is Hard to Do."
Divorced Barbie. Normal Barbie sells got R199.99 - this one sells for R 1 199.99 but she comes with Ken's house, Ken's car, and Ken's boat and Ken's only suit and the four Hawaiian Shirts off his back.
Recovery Barbie. Too many parties have finally caught up with the ultimate party girl. Now she does Twelve Steps instead of dance steps. Clean and sober, she's going to meetings religiously. Comes with a little copy of The Big Book and a six-pack of Diet Coke.
Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

The happiest people are not go getters, but go givers!

Don't my grandies look happy! Jessica asked me to come and watch her on her bike, "I am amazing"! she told me. Little Craig had a whale of a time playing with soil and water. Their joy in these simple activities was a lesson for me!
These words of Wisdom were sent to me by one of my daughter-in-laws this week. I don't know of their origin but I have been pondering them all week. Especially the first paragraph. Living in South Africa during the World Cup was like living in a different country because there was so much positivity and enthusiasm every where you went. Positivity and optimism create energy whereas worry and negativity deplete us. To be a happier and have more energy, read on...

Banish Worry
Worry is otherwise known as 'fantasised catastrophy' where we create an image of the future and use it to frighten ourselves! Be aware that you are doing it, then stop doing it, otherwise the image will become a self fulfilling prophesy. Imagine only the brightest future, and so it will be. Besides there is nothing to worry about... unless you are under the illusion that your well-being and security are dependent on material things. If they are, then you will have many ways in which you can create worry. Possible loss, damage, separation, uncertainty are but a few. Look, you're killing yourself with worry, all because of the misuse of your imagination. Don't do it.

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow

Be Simple
Live simply so that others may simply live. It's a nice idea, but our lives are more complicated and complex than ever. What can you simplify today - your desk, perhaps your thoughts, a meeting? Simple means easy. Simple means asking, "Is this really necessary?" Simple means keeping it short but sweet. Simple means keeping the focus of your attention on what you need to do now. Today's mantra is, "lets keep it simple."

Open Mind
The mind is like a parachute - it works best when it is open. How quickly we make assumptions, jump to conclusions and close our mind. How easily we form and hold fast to our opinions and then close our mind. How fast do we make a judgement, slap on a label and then close our mind. A closed mind never knows the delight of playing with possibilities, being enlightened by others point of view or enjoying the diversity of human life. An open and understanding mind never assumes, doesn't jump to conclusions and won't hold fast to any opinion. Perhaps it is no wonder a closed mind is not a very relaxed mind.

Create Vision
Never believe anyone who says we cannot change. Vision is one of the secrets of personal transformation. We are all artists, our mind is the arena of creation and vision is what we are constantly creating. What is your vision of yourself today - patient, relaxed, positive or tense, tight and negative? What do you prefer? So be creative - what does patience look like, feel like, what are you doing that is different when you are patient and you are expressing your power to ...wait? Always start with vision not action. See it and you will be it. Be it and you will do it. This is how we create our own life

Go Giver
It's been said that you cannot give away what you do not have. One of the most spiritual important insights or secrets in life is that you already have, and always have had, what you need to give away! If you impart the message that 'I am not worthy' the universe will send it straight back in many shapes, forms and circumstances. When we say 'give me' we are imparting this message. We are saying we think we need to get something to complete ourselves or prove our worth. Most of us are taught to live a life of gimmie gimmie gimmie - always striving, desiring, wanting, struggling. We do so only because we think that when we get what we want we will be fulfilled and esteemed by others. But it's an illusion. We are all already complete and worthy but we cannot know it and experience it, until we give it away! Only giving allows us to know what we are and what we have within. Ask the question - how can I serve? The intention to serve will point you towards what you need to give. If the intention is real it also generates the will.

Say Goodbye

The most powerful anchor on our potential to soar high in life is the past. The past contains the dead weight of experience, learned beliefs and all our mistakes. Life cannot truly begin until we are able to say goodbye to the legacies of yesterday at will. Like a filing cabinet, the past is a resource of information for learning, but it is not a place to live. When you go to work do you spend your day in the filing cabinet? How often will you/did you live in the past today? Say goodbye and make it final. Saying farewell to yesterday, last month and last year is the sign of a person who wants to live for today and is truly alive to all the possibilities of 'the moment', while fully aware that all they think, say and do right now, creates tomorrow.

The most successful people in life are not go getters, but go givers.

Monday, October 18, 2010

In Praise of Slow!

I read a really sensible book recently about the increasing pace of life, why it isn't good for us and how to live life more in line with the pace we were designed to live at. It makes sense! the human race has become exactly that - a race! People wear their badge of busy-ness like an medal of honour and feel sorry for those who stop to smell the flowers  - how SAD!
Here is some of what author Carl HonorĂ© has to  say about it - In Praise of Slow. 

We live in the age of speed. The world around us moves faster than ever before. We strain to be more efficient, to cram more into each minute, each hour, each day. Since the Industrial Revolution shifted the world into high gear, the cult of speed has pushed us to breaking point. Consider these facts: Americans spend 40 percent less time with their children than they did in the 1960s; the average American spends seventy-two minutes of every day behind the wheel of a car; a typical business executive now loses sixty-eight hours a year to being put on hold; and American adults currently devote on average a meager half hour per week to making love.
Living on the edge of exhaustion, we are constantly reminded by our bodies and minds that the pace of life is spinning out of control. In Praise of Slowness traces the history of our increasingly breathless relationship with time, and tackles the consequences and conundrum of living in this accelerated culture of our own creation. Why are we always in such a rush? What is the cure for time-sickness? Is it possible, or even desirable, to slow down? Realizing the price we pay for unrelenting speed, people all over the world are reclaiming their time and slowing down the pace -- and living happier, more productive, and healthier lives as a result. A Slow revolution is taking place.

But here you will find no Luddite calls to overthrow technology and seek a pre -
industrial utopia. This is a modern revolution, championed by e-mailing, cell phone-using lovers of sanity. The Slow philosophy can be summed up in a single word -- balance. People are discovering energy and efficiency where we may have least expected -- in slowing down.
In this engaging and entertaining exploration, award-winning journalist and rehabilitated speedaholic Carl Honoré details our perennial love affair with efficiency and speed in a perfect blend of anecdotal reportage, history, and intellectual inquiry. In Praise of Slowness is the first comprehensive look at the worldwide Slow movements making their way into the mainstream -- in offices, factories, neighborhoods, kitchens, hospitals, concert halls, bedrooms, gyms, and schools.
It is really worth a read and will make you think about what the rush is all about. Its not about being lazy or inefficient - its all about honouring ourself and our life. If you are foolish enough to be caught up in the competition to see who lives the most hectic life - beware - the prize is an early heart attack, stroke, premature death or worse still, an old age full of regrets awaits. Quite a sobering thought - if you give yourself time to think - that is!

Today - Slow down! Breathe - enjoy your universe, smell the flowers, Live! 

Friday, October 15, 2010

Face to Face!

I went to Sandy Coffey's exhibition Face to Face at the Ron Belling art gallery today - photographs of Port Elizabethans which were very well taken but pretty run of the mill as far as portraits go. What I found the most fascinating though, was the list of questions posed to the individuals and their answers. Deeply personal and thoughtful questions and the honesty with which they were answered. It occurred to me how different we all are and yet how similar - How can that be? Its seems there is a common thread running through humanity - a golden thread of kindness, care and love. It gave me hope and I left the exhibition feeling reassured and positive.
I wrote down some of the questions and have been pondering them during the afternoon. Here are some of my responses.
Who is God? God is the creator of our universe and when we hurt others or our universe we hurt God. When we love others and live in harmony with our universe,we show our respect and love for our creator. God lives in all of us.
What happens when you die? I believe that there are only two things that matter at your death. How well you are loved and how well you are loved by others. Your age, gender, religion, wealth etc. don't count for anything at the point of death - its how you have lived and loved.
Describe your life in one word? Meaningful.
Describe yourself in four words? Compassionate,Creative, Optimistic and Curious.
If you could get rid of one thing in the world what would it be? Violence
What does money mean to you? Freedom and Security
What are you afraid of? Losing those precious to me.
One surprising fact about you? I write to the Royal family and have a collection of letters from them.
What moves you emotionally?  Tragedy makes me cry, Injustice makes me angry, Kindness warms my heart and my friends make me laugh!
What still would  you love but don't have?  Peace of mind.
What do you think of South Africa today? We live in country of great natural beauty but it saddens me that 15 years into democracy that there are still people struggling and living in poverty. I think the government has let its people down badly.
What do your think of the world today? As our standard of living has improved materially, the quality of life has declined.That there is a quiet revolution happening and the pendulum is swinging backwards as people want to regain control over their lives and live a more meaningful existence.

These were just a few of the questions that were asked - I warned you that they were deep and searching and I challenge you to answer them. The answers you come up with may surprise you as much as my answers were a wake-up call for me! I enjoy situations and experiences that make me think and  this exhibition was exactly that - thought provoking!

This exhibition is dedicated to Craig Schonegeval who died of a terminal disease. Sandy coffey is writing a book about this young mans courage - which promises to be moving and inspiring.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Food for thought?

I think I have worked out why I am hungry most of the time! It occurred to me in the shower this morning as I scrubbed away with my grapefruit body scrub and washed with rooibos soap, shampooed my hair with honey moisturising shampoo and then smothered myself with mandarin and bergamot body lotion. I may have felt and smelled yummy but I was starving! Just about everything in my bathroom and bedroom has the scent of food added. I was once given a caramel and vanilla fudge bath bomb that smelled so delicious that I was tempted to drink my bathwater. Are my thighs getting larger because I am rubbing in body 'butter' and is that face souffle responsible for my widening grin? A cake of soap has new meaning these days!

Cucumber face masks, Peppermint foot products, Olive hand wash and Mango and Papaya soaps - everything shouts EAT ME. Could the fact that I have food on my mind most of the time have anything to do with the fact that I physically immersed in food from the moment I step out of bed?

This thought followed me to the kitchen where I was welcomed by the fragrance of vanilla, chocolate and coffee  that was wafting from my fragranced candles - candle-icious!. There's even a strawberries and cream air freshener waiting to spray kilojoules into the air!  I checked online and you can get apple strudel, butter cookie, caramel apple and cinnamon bun home fragrance products. Surrounded by baking smells I am guaranteed to be in the cookie jar all day long! 

Even our detergents are bursting with citrus and have freshfruit in them - Vitamin C for Cleaning!

To add to temptation, cup cakes are very much in vogue as decor objects too - on fabrics, crockery and even bed linen - I am considering knitting half a dozen - I have the pattern! Definitely less fattening than the real thing but not quite as tasty - depending on who's baking them!

I think that when I go shopping I should be more mindful of what I put in my trolley and settle for some less fattening smellies. I wonder if I can work up a lather with Lettuce shampoo or Celery and Cottage Cheese shower gel perhaps. Clicks have a range called "Say Yes to Carrots" that I have been saying no to.

Yes! Definitely food for thought.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Should we be buying products made in China?

Reading the Weekend Post on Saturday a report about a two legged pig in China caught my eye. Apparently a Mr Wang Xihai has a pig that was born without its rear legs and he has taught it to walk on its front two legs and is now a local celebrity. The mind boggles - of all the things to report about China, the Weekend Post chooses this useless snippet and dedicates 170 words to a two legged pig.

If I had the luxury of writing 170 words to tell the world something of importance about China - This is what I would write:
China condones the murder of baby girls:
On the garbage dumps that surround Beijing, scavengers from time to time will find a newborn baby girl amid the stinking refuse. Sometimes she is still alive. In China, couples are permitted one, at most two, children. Too frequently a girl is a disappointment. Thrown away.   Every year, say researchers, perhaps a million girl foetuses are aborted and tens of thousands of girl babies are abandoned. Left to die from exposure or disposed of like rubbish. BBC news

Or I might choose to write on the damage that China is doing to the environment.
China condones the murder of our planet.
Chinese cities are wrapped in a toxic gray shroud and only 1% of the country’s 560 million city dwellers breathe air considered safe by the European Union. Pollution has made cancer China’s leading cause of death and ambient air pollution alone is responsible for hundreds of thousands of deaths every year. In most industrial cities, people rarely see the sun. Children are being killed or sickened by lead poisoning and other types of local pollution. China has a coastline so swamped by algal red tides that large sections of the ocean no longer sustain marine life. Nearly 500 million people lack access to safe drinking water.China is choking on its own success and China’s problem has become the world’s problem. Sulfur dioxide and nitrogen oxides spewed by China’s coal-fired power plants fall as acid rain. New York Times

Perhaps I would choose to write about China's abuse of Human Rights.
China imprisons and executes people without a fair trial.
Amnesty International has documented widespread human rights violations in China. An estimated 500,000 people are currently enduring punitive detention without charge or trial, and millions are unable to access the legal system to seek redress for their grievances. Harassment, surveillance, house arrest, and imprisonment of human rights defenders are on the rise, and censorship of the Internet and other media has grown. Repression of minority groups, including Tibetans, Uighurs and Mongolians, and of Falun Gong practitioners and Christians who practice their religion outside state-sanctioned churches continues. While the recent reinstatement of Supreme People's Court review of death penalty cases may result in lower numbers of executions, China remains the leading executioner in the world. Amnesty International

One thing for sure - if I had the luxury of reporting something newsworthy about China, something that would make people think - it would not be about a two legged pig. Our newspapers have become more of a form of entertainment than a source of information. They should be a voice to tell the world what is happening and a catalyst for positive change. The media has the power to inform and influence our buying decisions.

But then I wonder if consumers have a conscience?? Do you? Are you condoning what is happening in China by supporting its economy?