It’s not as though I haven’t heard for many years about the horrendous state of affairs at poultry farms and slaughterhouses and all of that. It’s not as though I don’t know about how crops are sprayed and food is doctored and engineered. It’s not as though I haven’t read
There are many, many things in the movie that give you pause, but the scenes in the huge supermarkets, when they travel down the aisles and flash the camera by all the crazy, crazy products we face on each trip to such a place are unforgettable: pop tarts and corn pops and twinkies and Karo corn syrup and ultra sanitized package after package of meat (much of which has no skin or bones) and yogurt drinks with cartoon characters on them and so much more. It’s rather insane! And then, of course, there’s all the information about who controls the food industry and the challenge of bad food being cheap (all those dollar meals at fast food restaurants), and you begin to feel like a helpless victim of a system designed to poison you by the incredible, addictive allure of fat and sugar.
What also kills me, and this movie doesn’t focus on this the way that some parts of
Now, how do I quiet the panic and figure out a game plan? Something that is workable, sustainable, manageable, and that doesn’t involve $300/week grocery bills at Whole Foods. I do think we have to pay more for better quality food, but the food budget can only go so far. This is all not to say we don’t already have some good things in place, but what more can we do? How can we raise healthy kids and still attend birthday parties and pizza events and all of that? Okay, I’m off to grind some wheat and churn some butter.