In 1985 the FDA determined that milk and meat from cows treated with bST was safe for human consumption, and indeed virtually indistinguishable from that of untreated cows, a conclusion echoed in studies published in the Journal of the American Medical Association.
An Inclusive Litany
Joel Slater dismissed the United States and now he's paying the price.
He isn't a criminal or a draft dodger, just an outspoken footnote to the Reagan era.
Slater renounced his U.S. citizenship five years ago after American forces bombed Libya.
It was a passionate moment of free speech—almost an echo of the spirit that sent tea into Boston Harbor and fueled the American revolution, he said.
But dissent doesn't come cheap.
Since renouncing his citizenship in Australia in 1987, Slater has been deported by various countries four times.... He's now in Santa Barbara: Home to the man he blames for turning America mean and the vacation spot of his possible savior.
"This is Reagan's backyard, and I renounced my citizenship under Reagan," Slater said Wednesday. "Bill Clinton has a vacation home here, and maybe he can reinstate my citizenship with an executive order."
Lawyers defending inner-city criminals are honing a new and startling psychiatric defense: that their clients suffer from an "urban psychosis" that reduces their responsibility for their crimes.
The lawyers argue that day-to-day urban life can induce post-traumatic stress disorder, a condition courts already have recognized in Vietnam veterans, rape victims and battered spouses and children. Some defense lawyers are asking courts to take this condition into account when they determine the guilt and punishment of inner-city residents.
[Ed.: Mr. Brown predicted imminent famine in 1967, 1974, 1984, and 1989. In 1984 he announced, "If we go back to 1950 and look at the economic, agricultural, and social trends, we can see a clean breaking point somewhere around 1973." In the late 1970s he also predicted that oil supplies would soon diminish sharply "with production peaking around 1990." And even "more crucial than oil" is the world's topsoil, which Brown believes is being "lost" to erosion to the tune of 415 million acres of cropland in America alone—half of its cultivated land.]
The womb compartment is filled with four litres of hot water and two lead weights. It looks and feels like a cross between a flak jacket and Madonna's stage suit. Wearing it for 10 minutes or more can lead to backache, shortness of breath and increased blood pressure. It is a pregnancy simulator for men.
"Take a deep breath and blow it right out. Now hold onto your bulge while I position your breasts," childbirth educator Kate Dixon tells David, a 29-year-old insurance underwriter. She is transforming him into a pregnant man with the help of an Empathy Belly.
David's heavily pregnant wife Yvonne looks on with evident glee. "I sometimes have to remind the women that we're not looking for revenge," says Ms. Dixon.
There are seven couples gathered in Ms. Dixon's farmhouse in Somerset, in the west of England, for their weekly prenatal class. Ms. Dixon, a 31-year-old mother of three, has used the belly with about 100 couples over the past year.
The Empathy Belly is made of waterproof canvas, weighs 12 kilograms and, according to the manufacturer, enables the wearer to experience more than 20 of the typical symptoms of pregnancy. The belly was designed to encourage expectant fathers to empathize more deeply with their pregnant partner.
"The first thing men do is have a quick feel of the breasts," Ms. Dixon remarks as David gropes at his new form.
In Brown County, Wisconsin, the local jobs program has paid students for sitting in high school during the summer to make up the detention time they did not serve during the school year. Many youths receive checks for time spent playing basketball. Many jobs programs engage in "job shadowing," paying youths to follow government workers around and watch as them go through the motions of their jobs.
As early as 1969, the General Accounting Office noted that many job recipients "regressed in their conception of what should reasonably be required in return for wages paid." After waiting five hours for his paycheck, one disillusioned 21-year-old remarked, "They tell kids not to sell drugs, that this is the alternative... This is ridiculous."
If either of the two (Madonna or Michael Jackson) is the logical heir to Marilyn Monroe, it is clearly Michael Jackson, who is the more bruised and authentically vulnerable of the two... Not only is he black and white, male and female, but also young and old, hip and square, the crotch-grabbing self-appointed guardian of the world's children.
Judge Ruth M. Friedman has ruled that the Department of Motor Vehicles may not dock the pay of an employee for time missed at work, because the employee is a mother of five, afflicted with "inadequate child care and inadequate public transportation" which are "more properly characterized as social problems rather than personal problems."
The case involves Leshbia Morones, a mother of five whose husband also works, and who was docked for 10.1 hours pay for being late 51 times during a 6 month period. Ms. Morones argued, "It's just very, very stressful to have to take care of five kids before going to work. It seems unfair for this agency not to take into consideration human things." "If there is unexpected traffic, or if she has car trouble, she will be late," Judge Friedman ruled.
A vigorous nation invests in the arts not because it's cost efficient (a sort of seeding for a gross national product of mystery and magic) but because that's how we dream our Republic. These difficult people constitute an antimarket: Their business, instead of selling short, is to surprise us. If we could imagine what they will do next, we wouldn't need them, and we do, not only for pleasure and beauty, or to bind up our psychic wounds, but to bear witness and discover scruple and imagine the Other—all those archeologies of the unspoken and enciphered. And they are also stormbirds, early-warning systems on the seismic fault-lines of the Multiculture, before the cognitive dissonance and the underground tremors convulse us.
...and Mary Gordon writes in the same issue:
In a move that could connect public works programs with the support of the arts, the NEA should change its system of funding. Artists should be given housing and studio space in major cities, and subsidies to enable them to live there. This could revitalize some blasted urban areas—historically, artists have moved to unsavory places and turned them in the public mind from derelict to chic. And it would give artists a way of brushing up against one another in a place that allows for more unorthodox behavior than the academy allows.