On Tuesday this past week Vox posted an updated feature on Prop 12.

Here’s a quick rundown of what it is about.

From Vox:

In 2018, California voters passed Prop 12, a ballot initiative that is the nation’s — and some say the world’s — strongest law to improve living conditions for farmed animals.

It seems modest on its face: Some of the animals raised for consumption in California must be given additional space. But once fully implemented on January 1, 2022, it will affect nearly a million pigs and 40 million egg-laying hens each year.

Currently in the US…

Just remember this, when you think you have it bad, someone most certainly has it worse. It’s really easy to cry and whine about all the ills your life has at any given moment, but in reality, with a wider outlook on the state of things within your world, for most of us, life isn’t all that bad. I say this with as much brevity and context one can muster. I realize everyone’s life is different and that grouping any particular individual into a status of doing great versus doing poorly isn’t ideal. I know this. …

It’s such a strange feeling to know that when someone asks if you are religious or if you simply tell them you are, their reaction is most always of either ridicule or confusion. Sometimes it’s even both. The look you get during this interaction is one I cringe the most for. I always regret opening my mouth.

For context, I grew up in a religious home. My mother is a born again Christian as she so often loves to protest. Her childhood, however, was very much not of this variety. My grandparents were children of the 30s and 40s. They…

There are two parts to this story I want to share, so bear with me.

Part 1

Back in 1992, I was 12 years old. At the time I was a shy and introverted kid. My childhood wasn’t the most ideal and I didn’t have a father. My mother, bless her heart, loved me to bits, still does, but her talent in raising me came in the form of unconditional nurturing and not of the drive and achievement sort one might gain from having a Dad or a Mother who had high achiever aspirations of her own. …

If you’d have told me two years ago that a virus would wreak havoc globally to the point it would cause most of the world to shut down for months on end, I’d have thought you’d have gone mad and were deserving of spending months of your own time in a hospital with the cast of One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. There is absolutely no way I’d have believed you. Not. At. All.

But here we are, late July 2021 still slightly in grips of this ordeal, on the precipice of seeing a horizon of freedom we can’t wait…

Scientists have been messing with our food for decades as they’ve looked to modify, alter and create new creations all the time. Think of margarine as a notable example. Or high fructose corn syrup as another. I’m not a fan of either of these inventions, but they’re presence within our way of life cannot be ignored. High fructose corn syrup is seriously in everything. We’ve essentially broken down the basic components of corn and made it into a completely different product. Yeah science!

However, in doing so, we’ve opened ourselves up to a Matrix style red pill versus blue pill…

I must confess, and I believe I’m not alone in thinking this, but one of the few silver linings (there haven’t been many) of this past year has been how it has affected our view of work. For those who didn’t lose their jobs, working from home brought with it a new life experience. Less travel and commutes. More time with family and children. And a renewed sense of having precious moments with oneself.

My brother-in-law swears he hopes to never return to office work. …

In 2014, promising young journalist Ta-Nehisi Coates penned one of the most important and landmark columns for The Atlantic. He titled it, The Case For Reparations. It was his attempt at bringing to the foreground the racial atrocities his country, the United States, had committed against it’s own black citizenry. His subtitle reads as follows:

Two hundred fifty years of slavery. Ninety years of Jim Crow. Sixty years of separate but equal. Thirty-five years of racist housing policy. Until we reckon with our compounding moral debts, America will never be whole.

Seven years later, Coates’s article still perfectly articulates the…

With the weather being as hot as it has been these past few days here in BC, you’d be remiss to not think it were mid July or mid August and not late Junuary as this month so often feels like. The rains have been minimal yes, but oh boy has the past month proven to be a hard hit one for this land and this country. First it was 215 unmarked graves in Kamloops. Then it was over 750 in Cowessess First Nation in southeast Saskatchewan. These numbers are startling. More will be found. This is only the beginning.

On Thursday, May 27th it was reported by the CBC that 215 bodies of young children were found under a former residential school in Kamloops, BC. Some were as young as the age of three.

This news is tragic, heartbreaking and shameful.

As a Canadian, one with a small amount of Cree blood running through my veins, what this country did to the parents and families of these First Nations children is absolutely appalling. Separating them in an effort to cleanse the “Indian” within them is a horrendous black mark on our history as a country full stop. The very…

Jamie Mah

Track and Food (Editor, Podcast Host) | Scout Magazine (Contributor) | Sommelier | NBA junkie and lover of a good cookie.

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