Why We Lose Trust in the System

When I studied dinosaurs in school, there was one called a brontosaurus. It was a favorite of mine. Gentle (although huge) and a vegetarian. Not scary like T-Rex.

By the time my daughter studied dinosaurs in school, the Brontosaurus had become extinct for the second time. A group of scientists who studied this kind of dinosaur decided that the Apatosaurus was the same creature as the Brontosaurus; therefore, it did not exist. This ticked me off.

My granddaughter told me that the scientists changed their minds after findings of more bones were revealed. This ticked me off even more. I certainly did not trust palaeontologists anymore.

Then, when the astrophysicists decided Pluto was not a planet in our solar system, negating that system as we learned it in school, I gave up on the scientific community. We don’t need them to declare things about dinosaurs or planets. They need to cure cancer, mental illness, and other useful projects.

Even though I am nowhere near a school kid’s age, I found that the facts I learned back then were not facts at all, but they could change or go away. That is disturbing as an adult, so imagine how a grade school child is impacted.

Finding out that your parents have been lying to you all your life is a biggie. Toothfairies, Santa Claus, Easter Bunnies, and the Great Pumpkin were never real; every parent you knew was a liar. Little girls had it worse. Along with their parents lying to them, Society and Literature were not truthful about reality. Prince Charming, Happily-ever-after, magic, beauty, love potions, curses, and so on.

The only fairy tales that approached reality were the “Fractured Fairy Tales.”
Fractured Fairy Tales was a segment on The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle and Friends that presented familiar fairy tales and children’s stories, but with altered storylines that were modernized for humorous, satirical effect.

Link to Fractured Fairy Tales
Click on Book to play episodes

Good Humor and fun for the whole family!





What caused YOU to lose trust in the system? Please comment below!

Jodi Lea

My About Page In 2023

About the Author

J. Lea Greenfield has been writing stories since the age of ten. Always wanting to write a novel, she made many attempts through the years. Work, family and life in general interrupted her bouts of creativity.

Journey to the Other Side  Now retired, she has participated in NaNoWriMo 2012 & 2013, starting 2 very different novels, and finishing them. Through the Door was published in the spring of 2015, and soon after she was offered a contract to write a screenplay of the story.

Through the Door won the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay and  OSCARwas awarded the Oscar for Best Picture (2016).

Since then, J. Lea has written 5 adult fiction novels, 4 children’s books, and 3 screenplays, in addition to writing more books in the Through the Door series for the National Historical Society.

She lives on the western slope of the Sierra with her husband and dog.

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The above is pure fantasy. Except for the last sentence.

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The Cookbook

Future Cookbook

It all started when my kids complained when I created a new meal (that they liked), and they requested it for dinner again, I couldn’t remember exactly what I had done the first time. It was rare when all 3 of them wanted the same meal, so I began to write things down.

“I’ll write a cookbook!”  I announce to my family.

My mission was to combine the recipes I had saved from newspapers, magazines, post-it’s, and stolen from friends and relatives. My recipe file box was so crammed, that I  got rid of the box and transferred the mess into file folders.

Now I can’t find a damned thing.

That was 19 years ago. My kids are in their 30’s and live elsewhere. One of them will call me from time to time, asking how to make such and such, and I think about the cobwebs and dust on my cookbook. Do I give up and buy a bigger recipe box? Or do I get off my butt and get ‘er done?

Opportunity to work on various writing projects came about when I moved into my mom’s house last summer. I moved in my recipe files and draft cookbook.  I now have access to mom’s recipe box – stuffed with recipes from her childhood. Old favorites both she and I forgotten about. Excited and motivated, I resurrected the project and began to experiment on my new victims.  I would finally finish my cookbook and pass it down to my kids and grand-kids.

How naïve of me. My time is not my own here – mom needs a lot of attention, as does my telecommute agreement with work. And then I discovered the joys of blogging. I need more spare time!

This  3-day weekend I will attempt to make progress on my little cookbook. I’ll keep you posted (pun intended). I may even pass along a recipe or two…