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10/14/09(Wed)17:45 No.1279697"The
medical literature on the causes of food poisoning is full euphemisms
and dry scientific terms: coliform levels, aerobic plate counts,
sorbitol, MacConkey agar, and so on. Behind them lies a simple
explanation for why eating a hamburger can now make you seriously ill:
There is shit in the meat." Actual shit.
The USDA in a 1996
study found that at meat processing plants, "78.6 percent of the ground
beef contained microbes ... spread primarily by fecal material." There
is real shit, not figurative, but real mammal made shit in that burger.
This statistic alone made me give up fast food.
Before reading
this book, I had spent a hellish week traveling across the country in a
deteriorating UHaul, living off the regular roadside attractions:
McDonalds, Taco Bell, KFC, and Burger King. It was cheap, there, and I
knew exactly what I was getting. But I didn't know about the shit, or
that those sweet tasting McDonalds fries gained there flavor not from
potato's, but from chemicals harvested in New Jersey. I didn't know
cattle and chicken ranchers had become sharecroppers; and that more
fast food workers were killed in 1998 than police officers. I didn't
know that our government -- the ones who brought you the nuclear bomb,
the internet, and the space shuttle -- don't have the legal power to
recall meat that could kill people. I knew about the cultural
decimation; just driving through the Midwest or through any suburb,
that I passed the same restaurant and same gas station continuously
from Ohio to Anaheim, is enough proof of our cultural impotence. But I
didn't know why it ended up like this, and that it didn't have to. |