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Beyond Belief by Jenna Miscavige

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Jenna Miscavige Hill is a former Scientologist who, after leaving the Church of Scientology in 2005, has become an outspoken critic of the organization and its practices. She is the daughter of Ron Miscavige, Jr. and the niece of current church leader David Miscavige.

Born in 1984, Jenna was a third-generation Scientologist. One day her parents spontaneously decided to leave their comfortable, middle-class life in New Hampshire and dedicate themselves to the church. They joined an organization of committed Scientologists called the Sea Org in California.

It’s around this time that the family bond was shattered, as Jenna was sent to a remote labour camp for kids called the Ranch in Riverside County. Small children were expected to renovate the property, making rock walls, digging trenches and dragging heavy materials, too big for their little hands and arms. The children were expected to run, not walk, while putting in 40 plus hours of work a week. Some nights they only got two hours of sleep.

Jenna broke her knee, but supervisors ignored her pleas for help. The kids’ education, called “Chinese School,” was based on Scientology propaganda. Evenings were filled with mandatory staring contests and something called “bull baiting” that was supposed to teach emotional control.

Children were encouraged to tattletale, and harsh punishments were abundant. Meanwhile, from the time she was 12 to 16 Jenna saw her mother once, for 30 minutes, and her father for only a couple of hours. Her parents were also kept apart while they rose inside the executive offices of the church.

Life as a teenager inside the Sea Org started to lose its lustre. Jenna began acting out against the public beratings and mind-control tactics and finally left, but the church did not make it easy for her. They tried unsuccessfully to turn her husband against her, and asked that she sign a bond that forbade her from speaking publicly about her experiences in the church. She refused, obviously.

Her memoir, Beyond Belief: My Secret Life Inside Scientology and My Harrowing Escape, is an eye-opening account. She takes a lot of responsibility for her actions, while laying heavy blows to the church, its practices and her uncle, leader David Miscavage.

Below is an interview she gave to Nightline. The Church of Scientology tried intimidation tactics to stop this segment from airing, harassing both Jenna’s parents and her husband’s family. She has since started a website called Ex-Scientology Kids that provides a forum for former members to interact and share their experiences.

On a side note, I once wrote a tweet to Kirstie Alley critical of the church’s human right’s practices. She responded by criticizing me, and within a 24 hour period my Twitter and blog accounts were routinely hacked, someone was trying to access my social networks. I couldn’t help but wonder, was it Scientology?

Wonder by R.J. Palacio

Wonder By -R.J. Palacio

Wonder is one of those books that appeals to my sensibilities. It’s the story of a boy named Auggie, who was born with a craniofacial deformity, and the struggles that he faces from a shallow and superficial world, determined to shun and ridicule him.

After being home schooled for years, Auggie is about to start the fifth grade. He has had over 27 surgeries to correct his facial appearance, so that people won’t avert their eyes upon seeing him. He wants a shot at being normal, even though his face has made him quite the opposite in the minds of those who hold strong to conformity.

Facial disfigurements can’t be easy, especially in this world. We place a gross amount of attention and effort on our physical appearances, and yet, by doing so have the opposite effect. We don’t value our looks. We just find details that we need to change.

Wonder is narrated by multiple individuals in the story, including Auggie himself. This is a great technique derived by the author, because it expands Auggie’s story, by providing insight from those close to him, reminding readers that there’s more than one person affected by Auggies arrival at school. Wonder is a heartbreaking yet uplifting story about living well, and with love, despite challenges.

Rest assured that it’s not a grim story, and there is plenty of kindness served up by the characters within the story. Near the end of the book is a line that perfectly articulates the mood of this narrative: “I think there should be a rule that everyone in the world should get a standing ovation at least once in their lives.”

On a side note:

You know I have a lot of girlfriends, and a month doesn’t go by when I don’t receive an email announcing that one of them is pregnant. It’s always presented as this great thing, like how exciting that they’re going to bring another human being into the world, but I can’t help but feel sorry for them.

I mean, they’re going to try to raise a child to be a functional adult, and I don’t know many functional adults! Think about how ultimately egotistical and arrogant it is to believe that you have the skills to do that. But I digress.

I am always confused by their attitude about parenting. First, they’re always far too idealistic about the whole thing. They have this belief that their baby will be born… well… healthy. Based on everything that we know about the risks involved, and the prevalence of certain conditions like autism, I would be happier for them if they mildly considered that their child could be diagnosed with any of these myriad of complex conditions.

The other day I was reading a lot about intersex babies, and how parents are devastated upon learning that their child was born with both reproductive organs. To adhere to social norms, the doctors give the parents a choice: raise the baby as a girl or a boy. Pink or blue. But research clearly indicates that being intersex is natural and not an affliction. There are even specific species on this planet that can change their sex overnight.

I would think that if my child was born with both sex organs, I would raise them with this knowledge, and be honest with them about how special they are. I wouldn’t shame them.

Of course I would be concerned about the cruelty ignorant and judgmental people could and would inflict, but I would hope to balance threats by providing my child with as much love, support and comfort that I can. After all, they’re normal, and if someone has a problem with it because it’s outside their frame of reference or understanding, well that’s their problem.

Anyway, my point is that if I were to have children, biologically, which I don’t plan on doing, I would be open to the possibility that they might not be “normal” in the eyes of the world.

Wow, that was a little off-track, I guess the only way I can circle back is by recognizing how supportive Auggie’s parents ultimately are, and that indeed the only thing the world needs more of is tolerance.

God I’m preachy, trust me it annoys me too.

Double-Portobello burgers with roasted tomatoes

Mushroom Burgers

Pages 191 and 363 from Martha Stewart’s vegetarian cookbook meatless.

During this project I’ve foolishly committed myself to, there have been a few times where I have thrown my hands up in the air and exclaimed rather loudly, “Come on Martha! I don’t know what the hell saffron even looks like!” But then I’m happy to expand a little more of my knowledge about food and how wonderful my meals can be without the need for meat.

For lunch today I made Portobello burgers accompanied by an arugula, potato, and green bean salad with walnut dressing. It was sublime. Divine, Superb. Delicious. Whatever complimentary adjective you can use to describe it, that’s what it was. I especially enjoyed the walnut dressing, with roasted walnuts and walnut oil.

I wish I could include the entire recipe here in this post, but I don’t want Martha to sue me, so the only thing you can do is pick up the book yourself, and go crazy preparing all 200 recipes.

I’m still determined to cook every dish in meatless, and I’m making progress, probably not as quickly as I had promised, but rest assured, I will complete my task.

Thanks for reading!

The Dog Stars by Peter Heller

the-dog-stars-by-peter-hellerSo my e-reader got all scratched on my trip back from Panama, or as I like to refer to it as, the trip from hell. A lot went wrong on that trip, but I managed to have a good time. I don’t have a warranty so I’m just going to have to accept the scratches for what they are: Ugly. I got a cover to protect it from any further damage, and it seems okay.

I wanted to draw your attention to this really cool Flickr photostream of people reading books on the subway. There are some really interesting shots, so I hope you like it. This one in particular is my favourite because the guy on the left is reading The Dog Stars, which happens to be the book I am currently enjoying.

The Dog Stars tells the story of a pilot living in what appears to be a post-apocalyptic world. With only his dog, a single-engine Cessna and his neighbour, a gun-slinging misanthrope, he passes the time fishing and sleeping while protecting his property from vandals and murderers. He kind of foolishly pretends that everything is like it was before his wife and all his friends died, but then one day a radio transmission ignites some new-found hope that he isn’t alone.

Lately I’ve been drawn to reading books about the end of the world, and I’m not entirely certain what that says about my current state of mind. But so far this book is rather funny, and a little sad. I can’t help but put myself in the main character’s situation, and I wonder how I would react, what crimes would I commit if it were only me and Maude alive, after everyone I have ever loved has died from some random flu.

I know everyone is busy, but if you get the chance read the book, and let me know what you think.

Chau.

My new “meatless” project in honour of Martha Stewart

meatless -- Martha Stewart

A few years ago I wrote a blog that chronicled my attempt to cook my way through Martha Stewart’s Cooking School. Obviously Julie & Julia had a heavy influence on my decision to tackle such a mammoth task. For those of you unfamiliar, Julie Powell wrote a blog about her year-long effort to cook every recipe in Julie Child’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking. She eventually wrote a book (that I lent to my friend who lost it  – another example of why I don’t lend books to friends) about her experience called Julie & Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously. It was a great debut novel that became the movie Julie & Julia starring Meryl Streep as Julia Child and Amy Adams as Julie Powell.

My experiment was less successful than Powell’s. As a vegetarian I was determined to substitute all the meat recipes in Stewart’s book with tofu or tempeh, but after a couple of months I gave up, the task was too impossible to complete. I remember writing to Martha Stewart imploring her to create a vegetarian cookbook. Well my friends, my wish was granted earlier this month when Stewart released meatless (lowercase “m” intentional); with over 200 vegetarian recipes, the book offers a road map on how to embrace vegetarianism. The dedication reads, “To everyone who realizes that a balanced diet relying more heavily on vegetable than on animal can result in a longer and healthier life.” Amen sister.

So now that my prayers have been answered by Saint Martha Stewart I am going to take another stab at my earlier, abandoned project, only this time I have a better resource that suits my dietary needs. This time I won’t give up, I won’t fail, in fact I will succeed. God willing. In six months I plan on cooking every meatless recipe, and I will photograph and write about my journey on this here blog. Would Martha ever give up? Rhetorical question losers! No she wouldn’t, and neither will I.

So check in from time to time and see how I do. It’s going to be a lot of fun. I think I’ll start tonight!

The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson Walker

The Age of MiraclesIt was difficult to finish reading the novel Tell the Wolves I’m Home. When I did I was distraught. Rarely in my life do I find a novel that is so visceral in its intensity. I was engulfed in tears on many occasions by the poignant coming-of-age story of a 14-year-old girl who befriends her dead uncle’s boyfriend.  Both lost souls, both exceptionally lonely.

Then to further punish myself I downloaded on my e-reader The Age of Miracles. I’m a glutton for punishment.

Another debut offering from an equally superb writer, The Age of Miracles is also a coming-of-age story about uncertain, ordinary people.

On a seemingly normal Saturday in a California suburb, 11-year-old Julia discovers that the rotation of the earth has suddenly begun to slow. The days and nights gradually grow longer, while the environment is besieged in chaos.

Julia is also coping with the fissures in her parents’ marriage, the loss of old friends, the hopeful anguish of first love and the increasingly strange behavior of her grandfather.

Storyteller Karen Thompson Walker has created an insightful narrator in Julia, and a realistic portrait of one family. You will not be disappointed by reading this moving debut novel.

*Thanks to GoodReads for their stellar synopsis of this book. It helped me write this.

Tell the Wolves I’m Home

ImageLately I’ve been in the habit of writing about books I’m in the process of reading, instead of waiting until I’ve actually completed them to provide a more thorough review. But I figured why bother waiting? I wouldn’t continue reading a novel I didn’t like.

Tell the Wolves I’m Home is author Carol Rifka Brunt debut novel and I’ve yet to find a chapter that hasn’t brought me to tears.

It’s 1987 and 14-year-old June has lost her uncle Finn to AIDS. June found that she could only be herself in the company of Finn. At the funeral June is told to ignore a young man named Toby, who she observes lingering beyond the crowd. The man is Finn’s lover, and June’s mother firmly believes that he killed her brother.

One day she receives a package from Toby asking for the opportunity to meet her. June eventually relents and finds in Toby a person who can help heal her broken heart and enlighten her on the life of her uncle, her family and of course, herself.

I strongly recommend this coming-of-age story, with a warning that it’s full of heartbreaking, poignant moments.

I dreamed of elephants

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The elephant is a sophisticated animal with a long memory

A highlight in my life was the time that I went on safari in the Ngorongoro Crater in Tanzania, Africa. Our jeep stopped for a long time to observe a lone elephant, walking slowly yet mightily, using her trunk to throw large blades of grass on her back to cool her from the rising sun. Elephants travel long distances, often outside conservation areas where they are endangered for their ivory. Westerners are responsible for the cruel way in which they are treated, as our desire for trinkets increases the demand for elephant tusks in countries that breed significant corruption.

Entire families are wiped out in a variety of horrific ways. Some are murdered by poisoned arrows which leads to an agonizing and slow death. Others are shot, some are hacked to death with machetes. And for what? To make pianos?

Elephants are extremely sophisticated animals that demonstrate complex communication patterns, including the use of telepathy. Little ones are dependent on their mother’s milk for up to three years, and are raised by the entire family of female cows who protect and nurture each other. When all the females are killed for their ivory, the babies are left to starve to death, or are brutally killed by lions sensing a defenceless prey.

The African elephant population has been decimated, despite the conservation efforts of people like Daphne Sheldrick, who has reared orphaned elephants for over 50 years in Kenya. Daphne runs the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, named after her deceased husband, and offers a safe haven for baby elephants and rhinos. She lives a simple eco-friendly life that has reinforced in me the desire to give back to the world, rather than focusing on constantly receiving.

I spent the last couple of days reading her memoir, which was beyond poignant and touching. Her love for these persecuted creatures is awe-inspiring. I went on YouTube and found this 1977 documentary about her life that I thought you might be interested in watching. Many of the animals that lived with her during this period she writes about in her book, and one elephant named Eleanor (who raised many orphaned animals) is still alive. I hope that you take the time to learn more about her, and that you purchase her book and read about her wonderful life.

Thank you.

Love, Life and Elephants: An African Love Story by Daphne Sheldrick

Daphne Sheldrick's autobiography

I haven’t been doing as much reading as I would like to but I’ve made a new year’s resolution to change that. This morning I went to the Eaton Centre and bought an e-reader and downloaded my first ever e-book, Love, Life and Elephants: An African Love Story by Daphne Sheldrick.

For those of you unfamiliar, Daphne Sheldrick has operated an elephant rescue centre in Nairobi, Kenya for over 50 years. Her family arrived in Africa from Scotland in the 1820s, and she is the first person ever to have successfully hand-reared newborn elephants. Her deep empathy and understanding, her years of observing Kenya’s rich variety of wildlife, and her pioneering work in perfecting the right husbandry and milk formula have saved countless elephants, rhinos, and other baby animals from certain death.

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In this poignant memoir, Daphne shares her amazing relationships with a host of orphans, including the majestic elephant Eleanor, with whom Daphne has shared more than 40 years of great friendship.

But this is also a human love story between Daphne and David Sheldrick, the famous Tsavo Park warden. It was their deep partnership, David’s extraordinary insight into all aspects of nature, and the tragedy of his early death from a heart attack that inspired Daphne’s achievements, most notably the founding of the world-renowned David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust and the Orphans’ Nursery in Nairobi National Park, where Daphne continues to live and work to this day.

Thanks to GoodReads for allowing me to tweak their review, however slightly.

Below is a short video of Daphne’s work.

Not Wanted on the Voyage by Timothy Findley

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Born and raised in the Rosedale neighbourhood of Toronto, Timothy Findley declared his homosexuality when he was a teenager, at a time when the mere mention of the word homosexual was taboo, even salacious. Of course this was the 1950s, and being gay was considered a mental illness. Findley married, a woman of course, but the union predictably ended two years later.

As a gay person, I am fascinated by these brave individuals, who risked their comforts in the pursuit of authenticity. Like Gore Vidal, Truman Capote and many other eccentrics and academics of that time, Findley’s social circle was heavily populated by artists, writers and actors who if not gay themselves, flirted with their sexuality more freely than the average person.

To be honest I did not know much about Timothy Findley until I heard him mentioned by Jann Arden, while she was conducting an interview in support of her memoir last year. An avid reader, when asked what her favourite book was, Arden replied with Not Wanted on the Voyage by Timothy Findley. Within minutes I was searching online for as much information as I could about both the novel and its author.

Though Findley died in 2002, his influence on Canadian literature, specifically in the genre of Southern Ontario Gothic is well revered. His writing style intertwined themes of mental illness, gender, sexuality and feminism. His characters often harboured dark personal secrets and were burdened by these afflictions.

Not Wanted on the Voyage is certainly no exception. The novel chronicles the story of the great flood which culminated in the end of the world. The cast of characters include the tyrannical Noah and his fiercely independent wife Mrs. Noyes, the aging Yahweh, the cat Mottyl, who is on the last of her nine lives, singing sheep and a unicorn.

Acclaimed from its first publication Not Wanted on the Voyage is awash with pathos and pageantry, desperation and hope, magic and mythology, all while weaving an unforgettable spell on the reader.

I’m happy to have discovered it and certain that you will be too.

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