Something that I thought was over just showed back up in my "In Box". I gave in to the peer pressure in my last posting and have sworn off BnJ's forever. (Not to mention that I don't really like it as much as it's Danish cousin).
One member, (only one?) of the Wollf Pack is a Very intense young Lady who does her homework on the issues that fire her passions. She was kind enough to share some information via e-mail that thoroughly convinced me that what I "thought" was a nice little ice cream company is in actuality a ruthless, manipulating, market share grabbing juggernaut.
The fact that BnJ's is a liberal leaning company that gives portions of its' profits to Making Our Milk Safe — MOMS, Transgender Law Center, Dayton Pledge of Resistance, Centro Laboral de Graton (CLG)and the Western Colorado Congress, to name just a few, doesn't bother Wollf at all. It's their money, a lot of it, but how they decide to spend it, or give it away is their business......read, it's Their Business.
They have the perfect right to spend their profits on any "cause" that they want. But increasing their market share by spreading dubious "facts" to smear their competition and spread fear about cloned cow's milk and hormone laced milk is simply unacceptable to Wollf.
I'd link to the sites, but I'm not nearly as passionate or as intelligent as my little buddy gal up in Humboldt. I'd rather just get to the point and move on to something more fun.
So, not withstanding the well respected Ponderer Girl's love of chocolate, whatever the form, LOL, it is still Wollf's opinion that the cherry and chocolate ice cream sucks. So, I won't buy it anymore.
I don't care for Greenpeace or the Sierra Club anymore either. Wow, how they've gone from a bunch of passionate eco-protectors to multi g-zillion dollar political operations.
Amazing how a bit of fear can make soooo much money. Whether you're taking donations or just selling ice cream.
Oh, and I bought a new "back brush" for my shower.....lost the old one to community property. Some things, gentlemen, are best purchased by the female of our species. I spent some serious time yesterday feeling bristles. They all felt too soft and "girly".
Being the newly single guy I am, I'm getting my shi-ite together in a Manley fashion. I finally found a brush with what felt like the proper amount of scrubbing ability..........
Holy Crap!!! I must have removed five or six layers of my epidermis! After I was done with my shower ablutions, I looked like a frigging lobster and felt as though I had slid nekkid into home plate on asphalt.
Seems, (yes, I know You know, Ladies), our fingers don't judge coarseness in the same degree as our less seen parts do. I guess I should have bought the little pink flower looking scrubber. I am such a wimp sometimes........ouch.
If BnJ's was a Muslim owned company, and they happened to read this nothing post and took offense at it, would they declare a..........
Non-cloned, hormone free, Milk Fat-wa on me?
Anybody want a cheese ball?
Peace.........nice word to hope for.
Ice creamm.......nice word to eat.
Wollf
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Mmmmmm...cheeseball!
Even better.. the cheeselog with the white cheddar center. Mmmmmm.
No hugs today.. I don't want to irritate your tender back.
The things you wish you didn't know! Back to when life was simple.
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