Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Guest Editorial: Lisa MacLean Tofts

I would like to introduce a guest editor, Lisa MacLean Tofts. Lisa is from western Canada, and is a full time writer; a novelist, and offers her skills as a ghost writer, technical writer, copywriter, and communications specialist.
I have invited her to this venue to write untethered in the spirit of "The SoapBox" - a place to voice your opinions. I look forward to your feedback, either in comments (below) or da_moderator@live.ca

As with all of my guest writers, I post unedited articles submitted, and their opinions/comments DO NOT reflect the opinions of the editors of "The Soapbox".


Gluten Free Fad Dieters Please Educate Yourselves

As a person living with Celiac Disease, I want to say thank you to all you who have jumped on our wagon.  You have created a frenzy within the gluten-free world. 

To start, I’m not totally bitter, but where were you like 15 years ago when all the people with CD and food allergies were suffering?  Not that CD or food allergies are life threatening, but seriously, it really totally sucks to have it. 
Celiac Disease is a significant medical condition where the person must avoid gluten.  Gluten is found in wheat, barley, oats, rye, and some rice. 

When the person ingests gluten, they get sick.  A food allergy will produce gas, pain, diarrhea, and other gross bodily functions (to get rid of the offender).  With Celiac Disease, the process is a little more complicated and much more painful.  The gluten will actually bore a hole in the intestine.  That, in itself, is a medical oddity:  The gluten makes a tear in the intestine.  So, if other food is ingested and travels through the intestine, it can (and usually does) escape through the hole and out into the body cavity.   This could lead to being absorbed by the “outside skins” of the nearby organs.  And this is very serious stuff.

My problem with all of you Gluten Free dieters (for the sake of the fad) is that you don’t know the severity of the disease you are portraying.  By Kim Kardashianing it saying “I’m like on a gluten-free diet.  Like don’t put any bread on my plate”, you are belittling the rest of us who legitimately have a condition and need the extra special care from the kitchen.


Gluten Free Shampoos, Conditioners and Soaps

Since the advent of the Gluten Free fad, there have been so many products introduced to consumers that, in the past 15 years, have not been heard of.

Case 1: Gluten Free Shampoos, Conditioners and Soaps

This is particularly disturbing to me.  I have Celiac Disease and I need to be Gluten Free.  Now, as I have read everything ever written on Celiac Disease and Gluten allergies, let me clarify this one case for you.

Gluten Free Shampoos, Conditioners and Soaps are totally created based on a myth.  Gluten is not absorbed through the skin.

“Gluten needs to react with intestinal immune cells to initiate the inflammatory process.  You would have to drink a shampoo or skin lotion to cause intestinal damage seen in Celiac Disease.

Similarly, dermatitis herpetiformis, the skin manifestations of Celiac Disease, is not triggered by topical applications of creams and lotions containing gluten.  These potions may aggravate an existing skin condition – or cause an allergic reaction, which is a different disease process – but they cannot cause dermatitis herpetiformis.” (Green & Jones, 273)

I have been using gluten filled *gasp* products on my skin for years and I have had no reaction.  Some people have stated they do have dermatitis herpetiformis (type of eczema) and they believe it is due to Celiac Disease.  I am not arguing that because, yes, this skin condition is one of the ailments of the disease.  What I am saying is that using gluten free products on the outside of the intestine does not trigger a Celiac Disease or gluten allergy response.

Remember, marketing and advertising has been on the side of the business/company.  They exist to make a product.  They need consumers to buy their products.  They will do whatever they can and tell you whatever they can to make you buy their products.

It pays to do your research.

Works Cited:
Green, MD, Peter, and Rory Jones.  Celiac Disease: A Hidden Epidemic.  New York: HarperCollins, 2010.  Print.


When Kids are Quiet

I think this saying is true at any age:  When Kids are Quiet, Trouble is Brewing

Toddler Days

I used to worry if I didn’t hear my toddler at any moment during the day or night.  At night, hopefully she was asleep (not all the time – jeez!) but during the day this was my major source of anxiety.

Any mother knows the feeling you get when you can’t locate your devil-child.  And you just know that something evil is brewing.  That nagging celestial intuitionally feeling does nothing to prepare you for what you’re walking into either.  Pity.

Bullying 200ft Away from Me

Now that these toddler years are over, I thought that awful worrying was done.  I thought, “Hey.  She’s in her room quietly reading or playing a game on her ipad.  No big deal.”  Or so I thought.  

Do you ever wonder how our kids primarily communicate with each other?  I don’t know why I didn’t put it together.  But bullying and its ugly head was 200ft away from me behind a door.

I’m not condoning my daughter’s behavior one bit.  She was part of it, giving it and receiving it.  And she got into major trouble for it.  I sat her (and her brother) down and lectured them about the recent suicides and distress other teens were going through.  And I pointed out that this behavior was to blame.  And I made them cry.  I damaged them – in a good way.

Not only did both of my kids lose privileges (I’m kind of a Hitler in my town), I also showed them suicides-gone-wrong pictures and car accident pictures (to drive home the texting and driving epidemic while I was at it).  I also called the police and talked to them about the legal consequences of this bullying/fighting/arguing/disgusting behavior.  

Pussy Parents:  I’m Gunning for You!

Speaking of the pussy parents… The other parents of the kids involved in this bullying incident either thought it was funny that they were calling each other “whore” “slut” and “cunt” and/or they thought their little lady could do no harm. 

Wake up!  We did it.  THEY ALL DO IT!   

I had to remind not only these kids, but their parents too, how a real lady speaks and how normal, intelligent people communicate with each other.

I’m Not Visiting You in Jail

In 20 years when my neighbors are sitting with their charred offspring during visiting hours at the county jail, I’ll be praising mine in the intellectual world.   I told both my kids I am not visiting them in jail. If they go, they go alone.

I expect my children to go far and beyond all expectations.  I expect my children to have the confidence, poise and integrity to follow every one of their dreams.  And do you know where that starts?  At home.

Think on that one.


Bring Sterilization Back
Seriously, if you have nothing to add/enhance the world with yourself, do not breed.  We don’t need your dense children.

If You Can’t Feed ‘em, Don’t Breed ‘em

Seriously, what do you have to offer the world when you have an IQ of a potato?  Most of these people can’t get their own shiz together, let alone the shiz of their offspring.  And frankly, I think their whole lot is a liability for the rest of us.

And breeding (not multiplying, not reproducing, and certainly not procreating – just old fashioned dung animal breeding) does not help humankind.  In fact, it hurts the rest of us.  So, please, spare us your little idiots.

Raise the Minimum Wage?  NO WAY!

The great debate is health care and unemployment and raising the minimum wage?  How do you think this came up?  Why are we even talking about these subjects?

The whole idea with children (or little adults) is to send them to school, then to college or encourage them to read or something so they can learn and become intelligent.  Then, they could get a decent-paying job.  Nowadays, intelligence is rare.  How did that happen?  Common sense is rare.  Oy vey!  So now we have to raise the minimum wage because these nimrods can’t feed their nimrod children?  Why did they reproduce anyway? 

When I worked at McDonalds as a teen, I could hardly afford the gas and insurance on my crappy car.  What makes these idiots think they can feed an entire family on this wage?  And raising it will not help the underlying problem.  It only softens the symptoms.  

The Underlying Problem

Let’s be honest here… the underlying problem is not that there aren’t enough jobs or high wages.  It’s that these lower breed of people are multiplying at an alarming rate.

Real Life Situation

My neighbor is dim-witted, she married another dim-wit and together (surprise!), they had a very, very dim-witted son.  Now, the two dim-wits are no longer together.  But, alas, she has found another dim-wit to call step father to her dim-witted son.  I would think there would be a short supply of certifiable dim-wits, but, no, there is quite an abundance.  Yay for the rest of us! *groan* 

They Give Nothing Back to Society

Do we need to fund more children from this woman?

·         Who do you think pays for her son’s special after school classes (like Anger Management? Or Sociability 101?)? 
·         Who do you think pays the school fees because she can’t find a job (because no one will hire this woman who can’t even understand stocking shelves)? 
·         Who do you think pays her rent, food, living expenses? 

We do (indirectly through the system, but we do)!  And this is just one family.   Imagine all the other “special” families we’re providing for?  And why?  So they can merely exist?  They reciprocate nothing back to society.

Think on that one.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Anti-Gay, Anti-First Nations, Anti-Feminism... Anti, Anti Anti.

I had a difficult decision to make as I set up my account several years ago when creating this blog. Do I write anonymously or use my real name (and photo)?. It was a challenging decision as expressing ones business, personal and political views can be risky when you associate your name with it. Of course, blogging is not my sole income, and I have a professional persona that I must protect.

I decided, in order to have any credibility to the articles I write, I should be prepared to stand behind them.. Thus my decision to associate my writings openly.

I write so often motivated by our public radio station (CBC), and although I now have a well developed "filter" on how they deliver interviews, news stories and human interest stories, I tongue in cheek think of the old drinking game we had as teenagers was to watch the children's cartoon series "The Smurfs".. which required every time the word "Smurf" was spoken, all participants were to take a drink. Of course the program offered up the word "Smurf" so frequently that the game rarely lasted the duration of the 1/2 hour programme, due to over consumption of alcohol.

How does the "Smurf drinking game" tie to this topic??  "Smurfs" was chosen as the television show, as  the word was used in almost every sentence. Likewise, my regular listening to CBC offers an equally disproportionate reference to LGBT (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender), as well as First Nations, and coming up a close third - Feminism. So, the Adult "CBC Drinking game" could be equally destructive to ones liver, as the Smurf game, if, one were to take a drink every time a reference to LGBT, First Nations or Feminism was made - I think one could take any hour of CBC radio, and easily need assistance in finding ones bed.

If you think I am off base - try it.. any hour, any day.. but be prepared for a nasty hangover.

So, the reaction to your reading this is clearly I don't understand the issues of these minority groups and I am a callous, bigotted, homophobic social outcast.

Well, NOTHING could be further from the truth. I have a great deal of respect for the above mentioned groups, and strive to understand all of the issues surrounding each of these groups.

But, to the point of this article, speaking publicly about any negative aspects of ANY minority is taboo.. or done at the risk of being called a bigot or prejudiced (now there is an antique word). Without exception, these minority groups demand (and deserve) equality and fair representation in the public  realm. Protests, parades, lobby groups public demonstrations are almost solely presented for a demand of equality.

Part of equality within our social system, of course deserves equal treatment of rights, and community acceptance - and again, I feel it necessary to express that I agree and support this status 100%.

However, with this equality, one must also accept scrutiny and challenges as all non-minority groups receive, it should be acceptable to question First Nations spending, natural resources utilization etc, or appropriateness of LGBT parades, etc, or women's rights issues.

But, it is socially and (small p) politically incorrect to challenge any activity of these groups - as well (large P) Political suicide to counter the positions held or presented by these groups.

Questioning a Native Blockade of a major highway is not accepted as a public disturbance, rather questioning the heritage and rights of a First Nations Society. Even this statement I am sure will raise hairs on the neck of teh average reader.. But a non first Nations Blockade is certainly looked on with a different view that a Native one - and is reported on, and justified at a completely different level of acceptance.

So, the deserved equality should be a double edged sword, to obtain the rights and the respect that are deserved, but as an equal, should be willing and publicly accepted to be questioned and challenged.

The cake and eat it too seems to be a fit, where it is Taboo to publicly challenge these groups as equals, yet, equality for all of the rights and freedoms. Equality is a broad state - the good, the bad and the ugly.

My "in jest" suggestion of the "Adult Drinking Game" for CBC listeners, is not a critique of the minority topics that are woven into near every story, rather questioning the balance of this programming.

Next time, before tagging a challenger of a minority activity as an anti-minority bigot.. maybe it is just a step that these groups are actually gaining equality thus the scrutiny that comes with it.

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

How I Failed as a Father... Maybe

"... there are 2 sides to every coin, so lets flip that coin over"

I expect that for every parent suffering from empty nest syndrome has similar thoughts. And I am equally confident that each parent asks themselves similar questions, with a wide variety of internal responses to these questions.

My thoughts always end up hovering about the fact that I am guilty of being a helicopter parent (yes, pun intended). I was totally immersed in my sons educational, social and athletic growth. The school years were spent at the table "helping" with his homework (and now I feel safe to confess, that a good number of times, I was the person receiving his grades, not him. Athletics were a combined effort, I continually packed his equipment for his various sports, I paced the sidelines, and ski hills - just searching for time to sneak him some advice. I was probably the only father that stood at the side of the skateboard park, complimenting him on his manoeuvres, and making sure a helmet was permanently affixed to his head. I think this paints a bit of a picture.

What makes these confessions of being a helicopter parent even more engrained in my retrospection is the increased awareness of the poisons and damage a parent does by over parenting a child. Talk shows, call in shows, social media - all in unanimous believe that we (I) irreparably damaged my child.

It is key, to clear the difference of a helicopter parent, and a parent that suffocates a child. I believe that a parent that refused to let a child leave the yard until they are 16 or makes scenes and sporting events, or completely stifles a child's personality is beyond what so many of us helicopter parents believe, and to be frank, this type of unquestionably unhealthy parenting method is a psychiatric problem and needs professional help. There is a clear line that differentiates a helicopter parent, and a suffocating parent - so I want to be clear that I speak only of the former - the latter is better addressed by professionals.

So based on the accepted belief that we now as a culture are harming our children's maturing by being a helicopter parent. We MUST let our children fail, in order to learn and grow. When our children show up at volleyball without their footwear, then we must let them sit out the game, be punished by the coach - because accepted knowledge is that our children will learn from these mistakes, and learn to be more responsible.

Never in a million years would I allow this scenario to happen, I would jump in the car and race back home to get his volleyball shoes or even run to a sports store to purchase new ones, to ensure that he was able to play in the game.

Again, current belief is when your child forgets his lunch, let him go without that day, as they will remember that, learn from that mistake and never forget it again. Well, I have left work, driven home many times to make sure the forgotten lunch was delivered before lunch time.

The examples of what NOT to do are endless, but basically all the same, let them make mistakes, let them fall down a few times - they will suffer the consequences and learn and become productive, learned adults.

So - with this line of beliefs, I am a complete failure -  I intercepted many, many opportunities for my son to fail, countless actually. So he MUST be scarred and have a adulthood of challenges dealing with the real world ahead of him. Well DAMN IT.

WAIT, maybe it is worth thinking along the lines of "for every action, there is an equal and opposite action".. or simpler yet - there are 2 sides to every coin, so lets flip that coin over.

So as a helicopter parent, one makes every effort for your child to avoid failure.. but what in fact is that also doing? That is at the same time, letting your child experience success. So what is a better influence on a child's raising, doing a school project alone, unassisted and getting a 60%, or having significant input by a parent, and getting a 90% - This is certainly an arguable outcome. But, does the sense of self worth, pride, and accomplishment of a top of the class grade, not stay with the child, and in a generation of low self esteemed children, successes breed success. (this too is an accepted axiom).

So delivering my sons volleyball shoes (or the like) to allow him to participate, feel success, not overrule the accepted failure lessons by sitting on the bench?

A weakness in the "learning by failure" also has a bit of a chink in the logic.. Anyone who have parented, knows for a fact that teenagers or younger, in their self centered world, in fact more frequently than not, do NOT learn from failure - as frustrating as it is as a responsible adult to watch. A forgotten lunch (and resulting hunger pain filled afternoon of school) is far from a guarantee that they will not forget it again. But, with my realizations that being a helicopter parent may offer more pro's than cons - a delivered lunch to school DOES guarantee one thing, you have a well nourished child that is will equipped to be in a learning state of mind, not one with low blood sugar and resulting near zero attention span.

Yes, I am beating this scenario to death - but this logic of embracing success versus learning from failure can be applied in near every case of "helicoptering".

So I feel refreshed in knowing that having my son raised in an environment of self confidence, long lists of successes... and yes, due to my intervention, a short list of failures.. I may not have failed as a father.

Would I do a lot of things differently??? - of course. Is this realization perfect, of course not. But if you are like me, a helicopter parent feeling beat up from all the naysayers.. feel good about creating this positive environment for your child.. They have a long adult hood to experience failures, and learn lessons, but as an adult they are much better equipped emotionally to manage these.. and will have a solid foundation of self confidence from their childhood to rely on.

Time to eat my lunch now - ah DAMN IT - I forgot it.