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World War I's impact on horror in the arts can not be overstated. This was such a great book for someone who loves history, movies and how they intersect.

This was the first book I read of the year. It was mesmerizing. I still think about it all the time.

How many things do I love more than a Beowulf retelling? NOT MANY. Loved it so.

Steinbeck and Bob on whacky adventures in a post-WWII Eastern Europe. A surprisingly light read, and funny!

Did I think I was going to be too snobby for this YA retelling of one of my favorite fairy tales? Possibly. Did I read it anyway and really like it? Sure did!

Diary of a Part Time Vegetarian - A not book related post

Hi everyone! I have a nonbookish post for you today.

I was looking at the calendar this past week (putting the Christmas holiday in the middle of the week was confusing me to NO END) and I realized that I hit a milestone - 6 months of being a part time vegetarian.

If you're like, Wesley that sounds like a pretty non-committal, weird made up term I would say, dear reader you are correct.

A little before July started I was having some moments of introspection and decided I wanted to make a commitment to eating less meat.I couldn't even tell you if there was a specific thing that triggered it. It seems like it is better for the environment. It seems like it might be better for me. I already don't eat seafood. While there are some meat items that I do enjoy (McDonald's Chicken Nuggets, a burger with lots of cheese and avocado on a pretzel roll when I am sad and bloated - hello old friends) most of my favorite foods don't actually involve meat. So I made a commitment to myself. 1 meal a day is meatless. Since I don't generally eat breakfast this means either lunch or dinner. And since the husband eats like a lumberjack it would be hard to do dinners regularly so lunch it is.

I've done pretty well, I have to say. There are still times that I screw up - weekends are hard. Or surprise plans can throw a wrench into things occasionally. But I've been able to keep pretty close.

As much as I'd love to tell you that I have single handedly saved the world from destruction, I've lost a million pounds, my skin is glowing and I am the most zen human being of all time because I eat a lot of broccoli and brussel sprouts and chickpeas now - I can't do that.

But I do feel better. I like that I made a commitment and I have done really well with it. Not perfect (#human) but it just feels nice to do something for me, that makes me happy and not really give much a damn what other people say. . I have tried so many new foods. I have spent so much time in the kitchen. I am still not a great cook, but I have gained so much confidence in my cooking. Make some honey glazed roasted carrots? Sure, why the hell not? Make some curry in the crockpot that looks like puke but tastes great? Let's do it before Josh get's home so he doesn't bitch about the smell but for sure!

I've also had a lot of people in my life be super supportive of it, and that's really nice. And a couple who begrudgingly go along with it and are only minimally self righteous and shitty about it - which is expected.

It feels like personal growth.

I guess what I'm trying to say is....send me all of your vegetarian recipes that I can make on a big batch on sunday and eat for at least 3 days for lunches. Help a sister out.

I still won't eat Kale. It's stiff ridges are weird.

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Book review: "The Highway of Tears: A True Story of Racism, Indifference, and the Pursuit of Justice for Missing Indigenous Women and Girls" by Jessica McDiarmid

You may have guessed from the title that this is not going to be a feel good book. And you will be correct. I first heard about the Highway of Tears when it came up in a wonderful, spooky, very Canadian book I read called "A Man Came Out of a Door in the Mountain" . I blogged about it briefly here (that is one of my favorite posts I have ever done, as an aside).

Here is our brief overview to get us started. The Highway of Tears is Hwy 16 that runs through southern British Columbia. It is a desolate stretch of highway that connects teeny, tiny, mostly indigenous towns, some incredibly far apart, over it's 700-some off kilometer span. This book is about the staggering amount of girls and women who have disappeared along this stretch of highway - who they were, what may have happened to them, how the police and government failed them and their families aaaaaaand racism at all levels.

Let's start with the state of the indigenous people of Canada, and sometimes specifically the province of British Columbia, just for more perspective:
- Indigenous women are 6 times more likely to be murdered than a white woman
In B.C. , 1 in 5 indigenous children has encountered the child welfare system. Other places in Canada it's 1 in 30 for non-indigenous kids
-The indigenous children who are in the child welfare system are at an alarmingly higher risk for sexual assaults, suicide, drug problems, HIV and other serious risks

The long and short of this terrible paragraph is that it is really tough to be poor and indigenous in this part of Canada. The odds are stacked against you, literally from birth.

So, there's the area that the H.O.T. runs through. An overwhelming majority of the victims are indigenous. You would think that the fact that an insane amount of people have disappeared, most of them without a literal trace, and that there might be a serial killer on the loose would be the main problem. I mean, it is, but there are so many other problems.

The very first problem is that no one knows how many women have actually disappeared along this highway. Numbers range from the 40s  into the 100s. I can't believe that it's less than 100. The women that we know of age in range from their early teens to their late 40s. Some of them were hitchhiking (a very common practice for this area and these communities), some of them literally just walked out of their houses, away from friends, away from a party and were never seen again. Why are they hitching? Cars in this area can be a luxury item, and there is not a bus that runs this route with any type of consistency,.

Part of the reason that we don't have an accurate number of disappearances is the police. A lot of the victims went through the above mentioned child welfare system in Canada - so many of them had had run ins with the law, maybe a drug problem, almost all of them were born into the kind of poverty that I can't imagine. Some of the police (usually the mounties) were very quick to dismiss a lot of these victims as (in least offensive scenarios) people who left for seasonal work, or just ran off to Vancouver or (in more offensive scenarios) people who fled the police because they had warrants out, had a drug problem, or had, you know, otherwise got what was coming to them because they had a risky lifestyle. As you can imagine, this does not make for a great relationship between the victims families and the police. The amount of mistrust is palpable. Some of the police never wrote a report, never helped mount search efforts. These are people who feel that they are "over-policed and under-protected", which is an incredibly succinct phrase if I've ever heard one. 

There have been so many symposiums and talks about what can be done to make the highway safer. Almost none of them have been implemented. Which probably wouldn't have helped because it doesn't get to the root of any of these larger problems.

Here are the two things that I can't stop thinking about with this book.

1. This book didn't talk about any close calls. Like, maybe a girl got in a truck and a man pulled a knife and she got away and could give the police a description. When these girls get taken they are just gone. And so few of the bodies are found because the area is so remote and animals and a lot of time these families are out here looking by themselves.

2. A goddamn Greyhound bus would have saved a lot of these girls. Not all of them. But some. Some sort of consistent public transportation that would provide a safer option for these people would move mountains in so many ways in these under served communities. Just a goddamn bus.

Women are still disappearing off of this highway.


If you are looking for more information on this terrible situation there are a few places I will point you to: the Carrier Sekani Family Services website , this quick video produced by Vice, and of course there is always Wikipedia.