At first I didn't want to see it. I didn't want to be forced to spend more. But after I saw the faces of the children sold into slavery, I moved from being bothered by guilt to being convicted through compassion. So I started to only buy slave-free chocolate whenever I could.
By Rachelle Carson-Begley Whether I am at my manicurist, running around the grocery store, or socializing at some upscale Hollywood function, men and...
Times are changing, though, and localism is taking root in our city's culture. Here in East Dallas, a nearby Baptist church hosts a green fair every other weekend in their parking lot. But no sign of progress has been so inspiring as the garden springing up over our own church parking lot.
I'm outside on a Sunday afternoon writing this column, so ostensibly I should be enjoying the cloudless blue sky and soft breeze as it whispers throug...
She remembered a land of plenty -- water at hand and fields that yielded food for the family. When she returned home, however, Wangari Maathai stood on an arid wasteland, where worn-out women walked miles for food and water, struggling to provide sustenance for their children.
Climate change is still happening. There is more certainty than ever that human greenhouse emissions are the main driver of this change. Climate change is a huge threat to people, species, habitats and the places we care about. In a nutshell, that the risks posed by a changing climate are deeply concerning.
Despite the laughable hypocrisy, the benefits of celebrity environmentalism are obvious, even when they merely regurgitate inoffensive green buzzwords. They draw attention to unnoticed issues. They mobilise people. When they speak, we listen.
She rings me up for $313. I resist the urge to unwrap and swallow whole another $6 truffle in protest. Barely. Instead, I reach for my wallet, flash her a quiet smile and say, "Namaste."
Forget those dangling trees. They may be shaped like the Sierra Club's logo, but there's nothing natural about those chemical-swathed "pines."
I can't speak for anyone else, but I will support you if you continue. However, if you decide to leave the race and want to reward your most stalwart and effective supporters, here's how.
Harnessing the massive scale of Walmart's business to move hazardous chemicals out of the supply chain and off store shelves will have ripple effects across the entire industry.
When I get home in the evening I try my best not to turn on lamps. Instead I use candles to see what I'm cooking and reading, and to just lounge about. When it gets really dark and the candlelight is no longer sufficient, I go to bed.
How could this happen? What precautionary measures were not taken to prevent an accident like this? And perhaps the most important question of all, what now?
My Mom is gone now, but I can still hear her say "Look around Jenny, isn't it wonderful what Mother Nature gave you!?" Yes, thank you for teaching me that Mom. And yes, I'll power down the computer when I'm finished.
It's easy to throw a plastic bottle into a recycling bin and feel good. But eventually, that bottle will make its way to a landfill.
I'm so happy about GMO's I could just about split my genetically engineered gut, which of course will auto heal at a far greater rate than a normal gut as I've been genetically modified with a lizard gene DN4 which promotes rapid re-growth of lost limbs and tails.