I wanted to start my letter by telling you how proud I am to be living within your borders. I was born in sunny California with great expectations to make a beautiful life in the land of the free. You see, my father is a Mexican immigrant. He immigrated with his family to the United States from Mexico when he was a mere 2 years old. His father had a burning desire to give his family a better life in this country. I’m sure you’re wondering if they swam across the border or jumped over high fences to get to the land of the red, white, and blue. Well, let me assure you, my grandfather drove across the border legally with 8 or 9 children in tow. Yes, my father comes from a large family. There were a total of 12 children and I’m sure my grandmother and grandfather were beside themselves that the youngest were born rightful citizens of the USA.
My father was raised in East L.A. in a small 2 bedroom home. The children would sleep horizontally in beds to get their rest for the night. Although their pockets were bare, my grandfather and grandmother raised their children to rise above their means. One of the greatest gifts my grandfather gave to his children was the teaching of hard work and that nothing in this country comes without a cost. At the age of 18, my father joined your military, the Air Force. During his service he was sent to work overseas in the blazing heat of Southern Spain.
I’m so happy that God had his hand over my family since the beginning. While my father was stationed in Southern Spain, he met one of the most beautiful Spaniards he had ever laid his eyes on. My mami was hot! She had the most beautiful, thick, long dark hair that hung gently over her shoulders. With large dark eyes and lashes for days – she spewed grace. Blissfully in love, they married young and after bearing their first child, moved to California to grow their family. USA, I can’t even begin to tell you how excited they were to have had 2 more daughters, myself included, in California. When my younger sister and I were born in the states, we became first generation Americans. Talk about pride! My mother still bleeds red and yellow but, for my father, this was something special.
My father, like his before, taught my sisters and I that in this country we could achieve every good thing we set our hearts on as long as we worked hard for our successes. My father is now a network engineer. His siblings have all risen above poverty and have earned bachelor’s and master’s degrees. My sisters and I, we’ve all gone on to a university and have carried on the Caraza name with pride. I’m pretty sure my Grandpa, mi abuelo, would have been proud.
As you can see, USA, my family, we’re like a poster board family of what can be achieved in this country. A successful life, built on hard work.
USA, here’s where my story starts to turn. When it came time to raise my own family, I was more than excited to give them the same beautiful gifts of freedom and peace that were given to me. I wanted to give my children the same carefree life of living in a country that cares for its people that I had. Unfortunately, USA, over the years my heart has been hurt by you on more than one occasion. I’m not sure if you know, but there are many people governing this nation that don’t seem to care for me or my family. That hurts me. Particularly because I used to trust you and well, now I can’t.
You see, I’ve learned that many things have changed in this world since my youth. I can no longer drive to the local hamburger stand to grab my kids a burger because our food industry is so completely tarnished. Chickens are fed arsenic, 80% of antibiotic use in this nation are used on animals that wreck havoc on our bodies, and then there’s the whole GMO thing.
Why, why do you insist on taking money to fatten the pockets of agricultural giants knowing well that the use of GMO seeds is hurting your own people? Why? Can you tell me why money is more important than the breath of a child? Did you know that most developed nations do not consider GMOs to be safe? In more than 60 countries around the world, including Australia, Japan, and all of the countries in the European Union, there are significant restrictions or outright bans on the production and sale of GMOs.
What makes me more sad is that you’ve started playing on the ignorance of your own people.
In the U.S., your government has approved GMOs based on studies conducted by the same corporations that created the seeds and profit from their sale. I hate to say it, USA, but do you think I’m foolish? Do you think I don’t realize that these studies are skewed in the favor of these agricultural giants.
According to a former pro-gmo scientist, Dr. Thierry Vrain,
“There are no long-term feeding studies performed in these countries [US and Canada] to demonstrate the claims that engineered corn and soya are safe. All we have are scientific studies out of Europe and Russia, showing that rats fed engineered food die prematurely.
These studies show that proteins produced by engineered plants are different than what they should be. Inserting a gene in a genome using this technology can and does result in damaged proteins. The scientific literature is full of studies showing that engineered corn and soya contain toxic or allergenic proteins.
… I refute the claims of the biotechnology companies that their engineered crops yield more, that they require less pesticide applications, that they have no impact on the environment and of course that they are safe to eat.”
It beaks my heart that this doesn’t bother you at all. That my health and that of my family doesn’t hold as high a precedence as the money in your pocket. I will not be disrespectful to you, my father raised me above that; however, this is what you have shown me – I can’t trust you.
Its taken me years of research to to make the appropriate changes for the sake of my children’s health but do you know what really breaks my heart? It’s the fact that so many families in this country live day to day in ignorance of what they’re feeding their families. Here’s a great example of the power of marketing that you allow. These families are doing the best that they can but they just don’t know about the true state of our industrial food system. It’s not their fault – they just trust you.
Besides the state of our food industry, it makes me cringe to think that I now have to research every personal product that lines the store shelves because you have allowed more than 80,000 chemicals on the market that have never been properly studied to see if they’re toxic to our health. What made me tear is seeing other countries around our world that have taken the health of their citizens into great consideration.
Why? Do you care about us? You’re seeing that obesity, diabetes, cancer, cardiovascular disease, among others are at an all time high and yet, you can’t seem to correlate that the foods we put into our bodies and the toxins that we place on our living and breathing skin have anything to do with it.
Yet, you ban raw milk for the safety of your people? I don’t get it, USA. My family has worked so hard to be here. I’m just not sure what my grandpa would think about you today.
Well, here’s the thing USA, I still love you. I do.
But I’ve realized that I can’t trust you.
Praise God, only He is my hope. You’re still a great country to live and raise a family in so I thank you for that and will continue to live a patriotic life waving the red, white, and blue every Fourth of July. However, I’ll continue to use my freedom of speech in educating people as far and as wide as I can to your industrial food system and to the nature of toxins. I will raise my children to be bright thinkers that maybe one day they can create change for the benefit of people.
Well, USA. Thanks for letting me vent a little. I still love you, but I don’t trust you.
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