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One of the most enjoyable "tasks" during my childhood was helping my mom feed ducks and chickens. I liked going to a small mountain next to our house, picking edible wild vegetables, cutting them into small pieces, and mixing them with grains. We had about 5 chickens living in a two-story coop, and we could collect about 2-3 eggs every day. Picking up the eggs was also my favorite, especially when they were warm. The memory is still vivid as I am typing now...

Two months ago, I watched the documentary "Poisoned: The Dirty Truth About Your Food" released by Netflix. I watched it during my hot bath time to relax but ended up crying so hard...when I saw how those cute chickens were treated. The documentary was well organized and pointed out the key problems in the regulation agencies. For example, the contamination of romaine lettuce was caused by contaminated irrigation water close to a farm, but "farm" and "lettuce" are regulated by two different agencies, and none of them would take responsibility. Companies (only a few suppliers) are shirking their responsibility to consumers, by instructing how to cook instead of making products safe. The documentary in the end advised consumers how to eat safely outside.

BUT, those chicken scenes made me very very sad. I don't know if any businessmen in the food industry feel a thing when seeing how those animals are treated daily, but what immediately came to my mind was the chickens I fed when I was little. And...I feel more devastated when thinking about food waste.

昨晚一个人在小书房观看了"Portrait of a Lady on Fire",非常喜欢。几年前听说过这部电影,但迟迟没找出来看。机缘巧合,这是在我看过的所有女权及同性恋爱描写中最喜欢的一部电影。豆瓣上很多精彩点评,可以帮助理解很多隐喻,包括小岛的设定,水火,红绿裙衣,画像=凝视,以及“回头”那里的几个对神话的解释。



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