Feral cat controversy, jerks in Missouri, junk in your wine, and MORE in today’s link-o-rama! »
[image from Lucia Oberste of Zoomie’s Pet Care]
Fun-times vegan-style events!
OK there’s only one this week, and it’s not even 100 percent vegan, but one is better than zero, right? Right! So: Tomorrow, Saturday, Apr. 3 from 5 to 11 p.m. in the Laskie Street parking lot (off Mission Street, between 8th and 9th Streets) in San Francisco you can attend the first Underground Street Food event! The website is a garish nightmare and requires you to subscribe to a mailing list for details, but it might be worth checking out.
Items of social and political import!
It seems like supperclubs in New York are having as much fun and success as they are in San Francisco. Although we are sure none holds a candle to our beloved friends at Brassica.
Ellen, the Humane Society, Halo products and PetFinder.com are sponsoring Stamps to the Rescue campaign, selling first-class stamps with images of adopted shelter animals, and donating 1 million meals to animal shelters.
Salon has a neat little slideshow of five of the “least green” “green foods” campaigns, including those from Sara Lee, Fiji water, McDonald’s, Monsanto, and Syngenta.
So what’s the deal with zoophilia? Is it a legitimate sexual orientation? Can it ever be acceptable behavior?
NATO has decided that hey, we are not as tragically underfunded and pathetic as U.S. public schools, we do not need Pizza Huts, Burger Kings, or Dairy Queens on our bases in Afghanistan any more; our canteens serve the same food, anyway.
Remember the horror that was the Paula Deen dinner party? James Brady Ryan of Pop Torture took it a step further and served only Sandra Lee “semi-homemade” dishes. Yes, it actually does end in vomiting.
Actually homemade: Vegetarian Times has four vegan cheese recipes! I’m making the goat cheese as soon as I get my hands on some cashews—review to come.
Apparently fresh produce carts are not as popular in New York City as the mayor had hoped, or at least not in the areas he would like them to be set up.
Geraldine Baum would like you to know that she buys and wears fur because she’s cold, and because her Russian grandmother said it was a very important status symbol, SO THERE.
There’s a feral cat colony in Daly City that needs feeding a few times a week—please contact Nadine May for more information.
Even more awesome: Brenda Shoss of Kinship Circle organized an email petition of Missouri state legislators, asking them to vote against opening a horse slaughterhouse—currently illegal in the U.S.—and in return many representatives harrassed her.
It’s hard out there for an omni-locavore; “there are a lot of people out there who raise great animals for us to use, and they don’t have the opportunity to get them to us because the slaughterhouses are going away.”
Even Josh Ozersky, the coolest eating-est dude who ever ate a cool thing, advocates giving up bluefin tuna, lest the species be eaten to extinction.
Watch out for 2008 pinot noirs from the Anderson Valley; winemakers have been using isinglass, “milk byproducts,” and egg whites to alter the extra-smoky flavors left by the wildfires during that year’s grape-growing season.
Should mainstream food writers “disclose” their food preferences, specifically their vegetarianism? The Accidental Hedonist says no.
Pescetarians can ease their consciences with a new U.S.-based “Which Fish to Eat?” guide from GOOD. Hooray.
And eaters of pigs can feel better knowing their pork suppers won’t be made from pigs who cannot walk or stand on their own anymore, or at least not in California.
Daz and Chip, two best-friend otters who lived in Nelson, New Zealand, died within an hour of each other this week.
Late addition video to cheer you up! Clever bunny Pallina makes the bed and opens a jar! (link from Cute Overload)
Op-Ed: Outlaw fur »
Presenting another op-ed by one of our writers, Steve! His views do not necessarily represent those of Vegansaurus as a whole, but as one of our regular contributors, we’re happy to give him the space to express his opinions. If you would like to write an op-ed for Vegansaurus, please contact Laura.
Listen up, it’s time for some tough love. We need to face facts: the fur fight is over, and our side lost. At least for now. We were starting to worry after the furtastrophe at Fashion Week 2010, but for me, it didn’t really sink in until watching Blair swan around in that horrific hat on Gossip Girl last week. The fashion industry is going all-in on fur, and no one really seems to care. How did it get this way? The New York Times attempts to make sense of it all in a behind-the-scenes look at fur’s comeback.
Did the designers forget that wearing fur is fraught with controversy? Or did they simply stop caring? For the first time in more than two decades, more designers are using fur than not. Almost two thirds of those in New York are, based on a review of more than 130 collections that were shown on Style.com last month, which is a surprising development during a recession. And it didn’t just happen because of some idea that was floating around in the collective designer ether. Rather, fur became a trend because of a marketing campaign.
In other words, everything we know about the fashion industry is still true. Fashion isn’t democracy; fashion is fascism. It’s a top-down, command-and-control system driven by a handful of individuals and corporations who make it their business to dictate what the rest of us should desire. When something is “in fashion,” it’s not because everyone started wearing it spontaneously and captured the attention of fashion journalists; it’s because a decision was made in boardrooms to drive the entire public towards a particular look. This is unlike any other form of marketing, where companies respond to existing demand or compete for your attention. It is the pure manufacturing of consent.
While you were sleeping
The big furriers, like Saga Furs, have been on top of things for the last decade or so. Instead of trying to convince the public that fur isn’t cruel (thereby having the debate on our terms), they’ve been quietly working from the inside, pushing fur as just another material to love and admire for its own beauty. They get designers while they’re still in design school, they sponsor design contests, and they give free fur pelts to designers, both as students and at design houses, to use however they want. And with the fur fights of the ’80s and ’90s long faded from memory, fur has been stripped of its controversy among designers.
“We were seeing all of these new possibilities in which you can use fur in a very light way,” [designer Alexa] Adams said. “Fur gives a richness in texture. It’s like discovering something new that also has an interesting history.”
Several young designers echoed that sentiment, saying they were less interested in fur as a luxury statement or an act of defiance than as a novel design. [Designer Alexander] Wang said he had not intended to use fur in his collection but decided to after seeing so many plush fabrics that resembled fur. “The point was to create that rich, luscious feel while blending the lines between what was real and what was fake,” he said.
For designers, it’s no longer about the usefulness of fur, or about fur coats as a luxury statement, or even as a backlashy anti-statement. It’s about having one more texture on their palette to work with. Missoni’s fall 2010 collection shows this at its most gratuitous. What’s the fur doing in there?
It’s not keeping anyone warm; it’s just a design element like any other. The usual vegan response would be to point out how many great replacements there are. But unless a piece has been designed with faux fur in mind, like Karl Lagerfeld’s surprising fall 2010 collection for Chanel, designers will always want the widest possible range of materials available to them. And the more designers learn about how to work with fur, the more they like it. The furriers gambled on this theory, and it paid off.
Unfortunately, PETA’s anti-fur activism is part of the problem. Their campaigns and posturing come off as dated and tired, or irrelevant. “Watch out for PETA’s red paint, here’s what everyone is wearing this season” is a familiar lede among lazy journalists for a reason: there’s just nothing to fear out of PETA anymore. “I’d rather go naked” has gone from bold and shocking to yet another platform for self-promoting celebrities to self-promote, and in the process, turning fur into a proxy fight between celebrity fan bases.
“Fur is dead” is dead
Problem is, we’re having the argument on their terms. “Fur is dead,” “worst-dressed celebrities,” and boycott campaigns all have the same thing in common: they’re steeped in a free-market, fashion-centric mindset. What’s “in” right now will be “out” later, and what’s “out” right now will be rediscovered again. Today’s anti-fur activism has no hope but to live as a permanent cog in the fashion machine, with this season’s moral determination ready to be cycled out of style with a single “FUR IS BACK” headline. Would it surprise me to learn that Anna Wintour is loving all of this? It gives everyone in fashion an excuse to appear like they understand what people are thinking and feeling as they alternately take out and bring back fur.
The fashion industry is never going to care about animal rights in any lasting way. Hell, they barely care about human rights. Children and slaves work long hours at their factories in poor countries, while women and girls in rich countries starve themselves to look like walking clothes hangers.
So, fuck ‘em. Stop trying to convince fashion to care. They don’t care. Fur is a material to them, the masses will just keep buying what they’re told to buy, and we’ll never convince devoted fans that the stern moralizing of a red-paint-throwing activist is worth more than their imagined celebrity friendship.
As California goes, so goes the nation
Which is why we must outlaw fur, starting in California. Fashion is fascism, and the antidote to fascism is democracy. The solution is simple: use California’s ballot proposition system to outlaw the sale, production, and importation of fur. Exclude the fur in your closet and the fur in the secondhand store so no one will think jackbooted thugs are coming to raid your closet. Run ads on how kittens and puppies are grown for fur in China then falsely labeled, or make it about rich bankers in fur coats vs the middle class, or whatever. We have plenty of good arguments and snappy rhetoric. Pick the best and go with it.
If we win, fur will be off-limits to the biggest market in America. Designers will stop using it because it can’t sell, and in another 10 years, everyone will have forgotten fur exists as a material for fashion. Rich people will find refuge in places like Monte Carlo or Dubai to buy their illicit fur coats, but at least it will be gone from the department stores. And even if we lose, we still win. We’ll spend months putting forth the idea that animals aren’t ours to use for something entirely unnecessary, and at the end of those months, people will have to cast a vote and decide either way. Unlike a consumer decision like a boycott that can be put off indefinitely, people will have to search their souls and decide how they feel, on a deadline.
As gestation crate and battery cage bans were to animal welfare, fur is the perfect starter issue for animal rights. Fur is brutal and horrific, and the only arguments in favor of its use are aesthetic or symbolic. Medical research and even cosmetics testing can be justified in terms of human benefit, as specious as those justifications may be. Eating meat goes even deeper, evoking feelings of scarcity and survival. But fur? Who cares. Does anyone truly care about the creative latitude of fashion designers and fashion editors? Doubtful. So put it to a vote and find out.
Liquid Sanctimony, blatant hypocrisy, fur in fashion, bunny photos AND MORE in this week’s link-o-rama! »
Videogum does it again! Beloved pundit Stephen Colbert reads Cat Fancy magazine at the Olympic games, where he is a member of the U.S. speed skating coaching squad. We have no events for you this weekend—but there is a contest! So go enter it, and read some articles, maybe watch a couple videos, and enjoy your weekend. Vegansaurus loves (to argue with) you!
You know what you want? A bunny calendar, starring Bells, Nuage, and dearly departed Fats of Potentially Nervous! And you can win a page of that calendar (read: a quality bunny photo) by entering the PN guess-a-number sweepstakes by Monday night, Feb. 22! GO NOW BUNNIES.
More pretty photos, these from the BirdGuides 2009 Photo of the Year competition. Seriously, check out this puffin, it’s coming to getcha!
Aw, Kate Beaton did a comic about Vegansaurus’ hometown’s namesake, Saint Francis. He loved animals! Especially birds!
An Italian food writer gets fired because he gives a recipe for cat casserole, which he says is “better than chicken, rabbit or pigeon. Viewers totally freaked, to which I say, fuck you: chickens, rabbits and pigeons are people’s sweet pets too, and deserve the same respect not to be eaten. A million ways to serve bunny, but don’t talk about MITTENS LIKE THAT! Jerkbag hypocrites 4ever.
Hey, it’s a fucking fursplosion at Fashion Week! People wonder why fur is “still” an issue; maybe because designers are still using it? And it’s still revolting and entirely unnecessary? I don’t care if that coat was your great-great-grandmother’s treasured possession and a family heirloom, or if you love status symbols and it represents your triumph over economic adversity, or what: if you’re wearing fur, you’re an asshole.
Did you know that Wal-Mart is the largest grocery chain in the U.S.? True! It owns 30 percent of the food retail market. And thanks to the massive efforts of the Humane Society, our nation’s biggest grocery store will now be selling “cage-free” eggs under its Wal-Mart label. Way to go, HSUS!
A recipe for Liquid Sanctimony, which has nearly 30 ingredients. Said to be excellent for detoxing from “a hardcore tater tots/cigarettes/peanut M&Ms habit.”
The New York Times’ Lens blog features videojournalist Brent McDonald, author of “The Danger of Livestock Waste”—you know, that vide/article you emailed to everyone you’d ever met who still eats animal products.
OK sit down, and prepare yourself for the brilliant logic that is about to smack you in the face, direct from Smart Money: “I couldn’t even watch a YouTube video of a chicken slaughter. Does this mean I shouldn’t eat meat? Perhaps. But Nathaniel Lewis, who hosts workshops on his Washington farm, says not to worry: Most of us couldn’t bring ourselves to perform heart surgery, but that doesn’t mean it’s wrong.” GENIUS.
Or what about this, from an NYT op-ed: instead of making factory-farmed animals’ lives less shitty, let’s genetically engineer them to be unable to feel pain! They’ll still be aware of danger and so understand terror and threat of death, but when they’re abused, it won’t hurt so much. Guilt: eradicated! I can’t wait till we do this with people!!
Green Is the New Red blog has some questions about the “systemic disparities” in the application of the “terrorist” label.
If you can stand the piss-poor sound, check out this video interview with David “foot-in-mouth disease” Chang in which he opines on the costs of meat.
In LA and DC, groups are helping veterans adopt shelter dogs! Apparently having a dog can seriously mitigate the effects of PTSD.
Scientific American says that dogs can also teach people how to play fair. “[W]hen we study dogs, wolves and coyotes, we discover behaviors that hint at the roots of human morality.”
You guys, I am moving to Portland to work in a factory. For Bob’s Red Mill, specifically; Bob is transitioning to an employee stock-ownership program, meaning the workers will own the company. As though there weren’t a million reasons to love Bob’s Red Mill already.
This’d be a wacky story about a zebra stopping traffic on an Atlanta freeway, except that the poor zebra was running away from the fucking circus. We’re sorry you were returned to those animal-torturing psychos, zebra.
After its “Animal Minds” episode last month, Radiolab’s had three follow-up shorts that you should definitely check out. The most recent features a video (on the radio? what? science!) about a chimpanzee called Lucy.
Je vous présente à Antoine Goetschel, Swiss animal lawyer, and yet another reason why Europe wins.
Rest stops for beavers, delicious trichinosis, hating on bacon, Tamale Fest and more in this week’s link-o-rama! »
Vegan Tamale Fest at Papalote on Saturday!!!! Yes! That’s tomorrow, Dec. 19, beginning at 11 a.m. at the 3409 24th St. at Valencia Street location. Bay Area vegans, you are obligated to show up and eat as many tamales as you possibly can. Then, buy more to take home and freeze. Where there’s demand, there’ll be supply!
Wir liebe euch, beavers! Berlin cares about its minuscule beaver population—made up of younger beavers who’d left the rural colony to seek their fortunes in the capital—so much that the city built them a rest stop in the Spree river. Consider my heart warmed.
Let’s be friends on Facebook, anti-bacon vegans.
Sweden’s burning of 3,000 wild rabbits as an alternate to heating oil is the number-one “Oddball News Story” of 2009? You crazy (asshole) for this one, Time.
If asked to design a USB stick that was “neutral in appearance and lack[ed] emotional appeal,” would you cover it in real animal fur? No? That actually makes you sick to your stomach? Get out of my aesthetics.
I use that “the world is fucked” tag for almost every link-o-rama, because of things like this slide show of Ringling Bros. “trainers” using electrical shocks to “teach” baby elephants “fun circus tricks.” Humans are the best!!!
Dang it you guys, San Francisco is running out of sourdough bakeries. I have no idea, but it’s true. Looks like 2010 is the year of getting some starter and learning to make your own sourdough loaves.
People used to get trichinosis all the time from eating pigs; now they get it from eating bears. BEARS. Also walruses, deer, cougar, and wild boar (Pollan!). The solution, according to a scientists at the CDC: keep eating bear! Just use a meat thermometer, OK?
Animal studies have shown that diets lower in protein lead to longer lives. Is this a net win for us who don’t eat meat, or a net loss because all the fucking studies were performed on fucking animals who didn’t sign up to live in a lab on reduced rations? Yes, I’m even against experiments on fruit flies. It’s called compassion, asshole.
The Drakes Bay Oyster Farm was caught farming clams in a harbor seal refuge. Good move, guys; is there anything stupider than angering Marin environmentalists?
Vegansaurus contributor Zoë Stagg discusses cruelty-free (Christian) holidays with Eve of the SF Appeal at VidSF!
Finally, how about a recipe for vegan caramels laced with cardamom from Manifest: Vegan? Sounds amazing.
The fancy-fancy: The mainstream magazine and the fashion-conscious vegan »
After a close inspection of the September 2009 Elle magazine—September is traditionally the largest issue in a fashion magazine’s publication schedule—I compiled a list of every vegan item featured in the issue. All information (price, designer, manufacturer, etc.) was printed in Elle, unless otherwise mentioned. I am not counting jewelry, as Vegansaurus focuses on animal exploitation (though of course we have OPINIONS on the state of the jewels and precious metals mining industries. We always have opinions, and of humanity they are usually negative.)
page 132: Organic clothing manufacturer Hessnatur and designer Miguel Adrover in concert with Planet Green are holding a contest to promote organic cotton. Submit your t-shirt design through Aug. 31, and the winner’s will be printed on a line of 3,000 shirts. More information here. This is pretty all right of Elle, but the magazine’s lifestyle editor is also one of the contest’s judges, so it’s not like they’re writing about this only out of the goodness of their eco-friendly hearts.
page 206: A one-page feature on the new jeans designs at Gap, which apparently has dropped its “the.” The article doesn’t say anything about the jeans being made of anything but vegan materials (read: denim and man-made), but it’s still Gap, so you can’t completely trust them. Plus, what does this mean, the company “hired an outside consultant who conducted experiments in a lab in Mexico [to find] the best temperature to bake jeans for a good dark wash”? An “outside consultant” experimenting in “a lab in Mexico”? That sounds highly suspicious.
page 270: The inspiration for this article, faux-patent-leather pumps by Guess, $90 per pair (style: Carrie 9). They are neon colors with silver stiletto heels, and I want the hot pink ones really a lot. A LOT.
page 276: A knit dress by New York & Company; its $55 price makes me comfortable assuming it is a cotton and/or man-made knit. Then again, below it are two dresses by BCBGMAXAZRIA one in polyester for $318, and one in nylon for $248, so what do I know, anyway. That nylon dress is really sweet. Best of all, though, is the vegetable-leather sandal by Pour la Victoire for $350 (style: Paley), which Elle of course places next to a neon orange Michael Kors “feathered” fox fur vest. It is shit like this that makes me really hate Joe Zee.
page 280: An Organic by John Patrick organic (naturally) cotton blouse, $265. It is white. Below, a striped cotton Juicy Couture dress for $178.
page 292: Nylon and spandex riding pants by LNA for $102. I don’t understand the appeal of these, they are super-ugly and silly, you guys. If you want riding pants, go for the gusto and wear riding pants. There are also $50 “faux-leather booties” by Alice + Olivia for Payless but it’s just the “upper” that’s man-made; the sole is still leather. Cute.
page 294: Amid a (presumably) smelly array of leather jackets lies one in purple coated bouclé, by Stella McCartney and priced at an eye-popping $1,645. It makes my eyes pop, anyway. Below, a Guess by Marciano rayon and spandex dress for $158.
page 302: An $85 cotton tank top by 3.1 Phillip Lim.
page 308: A $34 cotton t-shirt by Democracy of Nevermind.
page 348: O.P.I. matte nail lacquer (O.P.I. is a vegan nail polish); Clarins Pro Palette eyebrow kit (no ingredients given, but Clarins is on the non-testing list in the Caring Consumer database, just like the other beauty products noted here).
page 350: Urban Decay deluxe eyeshadow; M.A.C. Pro Paint Stick; Smashbox Doubletake lip color; Revlon Super Lustrous lipstick; Clinique Superbalanced powder makeup; Paul Mitchell Fast Form Cream gel.
page 362: Clinique Acne Solution spot healing gel.
pages 408-10: In the photos accompanying the Jennifer Aniston profile, she wears a $130 denim shirt by Diesel, and $78 vintage denim shorts and $135 custom vintage jeans from What Goes Around Comes Around in NYC.
pages 424-5 (“Some Kind of Wonderful” spread): A cotton t-shirt for $15 from (the) Gap; a cotton tuxedo jacket for $3,415 by Balmain and a cotton t-shirt by Boss Orange for $425.
pages 426-7 (“SKoW”): a $20 cotton t-shirt from Mango; on the male model, a $50 Gap hoodie, one Calvin Klein Underwear cotton crewneck shirt that sells at $30 for three, and $200 Diesel jeans. The baby’s $35 cotton button-down shirt and $30 jeans are both from babyGap. Interesting how much Gap product is featured in these pages, when just 220 pages ago (essentially the beginning of the magazine) (the) Gap itself was featured. A PERSON MIGHT WONDER.
page 435 (“Age of Enlightenment” spread): Cotton harem pants by Comme des Garçons for $420. The model is also wearing a patent-leather and nandu-feather hat that appears to be a good 12 inches high (the nandu, also known as the rhea, is a flightless bird native to South America)
pages 441-2 (“AoE”): A Givenchy by Riccardo Tisci jersey top, priced at $2,450; Chanel muslin blouse, “price upon request.” Good old “price upon request,” that charming fashion mag canard. Nice to see the standard even applies to cotton blouses!
pages 444-5 (“Ciao, Manhattan” spread, featuring Tommy Hilfiger): Tommy Hilfiger cotton turtleneck for $198 and cotton pants for $128; on the male model, a $348 cotton car coat, $148 cotton turtleneck, and $150 white jeans, also by Tommy Hilfiger. This promises to be one bland set of photos, you guys, everything all navy and white and khaki and blahhhh. All the vegan (read: cotton) clothing I’m listing here is Tommy Hilfiger.
pages 446-51 (“C, M”): Now the man has on a $598 cotton coat. It is still khaki; now, he’s wearing the $148 white cotton turtleneck and $150 white jeans from page 445 again. Never mind what the woman is wearing, animals and insects died to make her clothes and shoes; finally, our man is wearing a $98 poplin button-down shirt.
pages 458-9 (“Away We Go” spread): An Albertus Swanepoel velour hat for $350 sits on the head of a model, who is also wearing a $645 lace bra by Balenciaga by Nicolas Ghesquière; In front of a mobile home, a model is partly covered by a $2,260 viscose twill blazer by Chloé by Hannah MacGibbon. Karl Lagerfeld used to design for Chloé. He left for Chanel at the beginning of his fat days, before he started his anorexia-style diet, subsisting on “homeopathic granules” because he is motherfucking insane.
page 464 (“AWG”): A pair of Shaneen Huxham hand-crocheted cotton gloves for $55 on the model’s outstretched hands, while her leather-shod feet stomp on a $4,000 LV trunk resting in the gravel. If I were a cow, I’d be kind of insulted.
page 468 (“Electric Company” spread): A $350 cheetah-print velour hat by Eric Javits and a $59 stretch cotton turtleneck by Liz Claiborne New York, hooray. The hat is fucking ugly, though not as obscene as the one made of rabbit hair on the opposite page.
page 476 (“EC”): Here’s that $59 Liz Claiborne turtleneck again, this time in purple. Still nothing much.
page 485-6: A four-page feature on Justin Timberlake’s fashion line, William Rast. Mostly it’s denim, like a $276 grommet-trimmed skirt, two pairs of $249 patchwork jeans, and a studded-sleeve jacket for $838. There’s leather too, which obviously we will not address (except to say: “fringe-trim unitard”). We’re also treated to several “price upon request” items, including a lace top and a pair of grommet-detail jeans. Justin Timberlake is really into grommets. Imagine the marks the grommets all over your tight jeans would leave on your skin! Ugh no thank you.
That’s all Elle has to offer vegans this month. Well, it also has a lot of clothing and accessories made with fur and/or feathers. I don’t get it, you guys, what is it going to take for these people to stop using fur, at the very least?
Still, good on Elle for featuring almost three vegan shoes—is it the thought that counts? Or was the idea “cheap” before “ethical”—and for dressing Jennifer Aniston in recycled denim. And Tommy Hilfiger works mostly in cotton. I guess, let me know when he starts using organic cotton, and Elle has done its last SKINS SKINS SKINS! layout.
Brought to you by the 496 pages of Elle September 2009. Inspired by Glossed Over, where Wendy in her infinite patience deconstructs fashion magazines.
Dan Barber’s feet of clay, Ra-Ra-Rasputin, your fucked-up Manolo boots, a falafel truck, stupid scientists, and a busy Bay Area weekend in the Link-o-rama! »
If you have ever called yourself an activist, even if only in the mirror with post-shower anger-hair, you must get yourself to the a.Muse Gallery tomorrow from noon to 2 p.m. for the School Lunch Sound-Off! Make Vegansaur Laura’s tireless work on behalf of the nation’s wee vegan and vegetarian children worth all the missed sleep (GET IT?).
Also among your obligations, locals: visiting Jonas and Minty Lewis at SF Zine Fest, the only Vegansaurus-endorsed fest in the country!
Circus protests continue through the weekend! That is an exclamation mark of outrage, by the way.
Don’t forget, Saturday from 11 a.m. to 9 p.m. is the first-ever San Francisco Street Food Festival! Admission is free, and there will be food and cocktails, with no item over $8, all on Folsom Street between 25th and 26th Streets. The vendors list appears to have a decent number of veg dishes, but not too many, so get there as early as possible, lest the omnivores devour all of everything like a cloud of unethical locusts.
Captain Paul Wilson of Whale Wars (unintentionally?) gives the best quotes ever, explaining his decision to make the Sea Shepherd a “vegan vessel.” To wit: “About 70 million tons of tuna goes into cats everyday. In fact, in a natural world, if a cat ever came face to face with one of those fish, the fish would eat the cat.” He’s right—have you seen how big tuna fish are?
NEWSFLASH: Eating loads of “fatty foods” negatively affects one’s cognitive abilities, i.e., makes you fucking stupid. Ha ha, McDonald’s, we knew you were the devil—except, wait, the data from which the researchers drew their conclusions were gathered from ANIMAL EXPERIMENTS? Whoops! Maybe certain biologists need their cognitive abilities checked; Vegansaurus is enrolling you in our next Animal Torturers’ Reeducation Camp right now.
Hey Golden Gate Restaurant Association: your eternal nemesis, Healthy San Francisco, hasn’t ruined your business forever and ever EAT THE POOR. Perhaps this is linked to the flat-tax/fee some restaurants began charging patrons to compensate for all the money they expected to hemorrhage; perhaps helping the uninsured is a good idea after all. Keep on keepin’ on with that lawsuit, GGRA, you totally don’t look like cheap heartless bastards.
“No, it’s not ocelot fur, it’s, um, ‘cava’! Cava fur! Totally not endangered in their native, um, Spain! Yes, northeastern Spain; this boot is such a fresh look at Mr. Blahnik’s classical Spanish style, DON’T YOU THINK?”
Remember how Dan Barber swore that if he couldn’t convince his geese to enlarge their livers naturally, like his hero Eduardo Sousa, he wouldn’t prepare or eat foie gras ever again? Yeah, turns out he didn’t exactly mean it like that, and Sr. Sousa was not pleased. Sousa, keeper of the freest-range foie-gras-producing geese in the world, also found certain other “cruelty-free” foie gras bird farms to be literally nightmarish.
More street food is coming, and soon! The Liba falafel truck will be parked at the corner of De Haro and Alameda Streets sometime in “early September;” being fairly crazy for falafel, Vegansaurus very eagerly anticipates this happy event.
Next weekend, Aug. 28 to 30 at Jack London Square in Oakland, is the second annual Eat Real Festival. Admission is free, and they have all kinds of entertainment planned, as well as a full-on farmers’ market and a beer “shed.” The list of vendors looks pretty impressive, too. Don your finest eating-wear and join Vegansaurus—it is rare we miss an opportunity to eat on the cheap—though we will of course be missing the butchery contest on Saturday, Aug. 29, because, puke. Go go go, eat eat eat! Fight that nasty “unnaturally thin and anemic vegan” image!
Also happening next Friday, Aug. 28, is Sweet Justice, “a benefit for the AETA 4.” What, and who? The Animal Enterprise Terrorism Act is an ugly piece of legislation introduced in 2006 by one of Vegansaurus’ own elected representatives, evil betrayer Senator Dianne “fuck your civil rights” Feinstein. The AETA 4 are four activists who were arrested by the Joint Terrorism Task Force of the FBI in February of this year because of their alleged terrorist activities related to protests against the University of California’s animal-testing policies. In light of the behavior of the protesters against members of Congress, especially the violent, hateful messages those protesters boldly espouse—going to a presidential appearance with loaded guns!—one wonders exactly what kind of agenda the JTTF/FBI have here. Less depressingly, Violet Sweet Shoppe baked goods will be at this benefit, so, that’s all right.
On my (Meave’s) last night in Mexico, while I was enjoying some bean-and-chile tamales, the most amazing song with the most amazing video appeared on the televisions mounted on various walls of the restaurant. Its brilliance was marred by the decision of the members of the group, Boney M., to all wear various furs throughout the video—that shit was grotesque. I believe the flaunting of these nasty, ghoulish items of clothing is why the song, “Rasputin,” never attained the fame in the U.S. it otherwise deserved because seriously, never was I more surprised and delighted by a music video than by this one. Let’s boogie: