As an erotic writer, as well as a lover of food, I do spend quite a bit of time thinking about food. Currently, we’re in the midst of a summer, spicy blog tour. And earlier this year, we took a 10 day trip through blogland for the progressive dinner feast, which was delightful and food/sex provocative. Yum! I think food is incredibly sexy and it nurtures my body so I can get down and dirty on the kitchen floor after preparing and eating a good, healthy meal.
So let me ask you this question, sexy foodies, do you really know your food? Do you know where it comes from? I mean, I’m sure you know that beef comes from cows and pork comes from pigs, breasts come from…an obvious benevolent God…okay, kidding. Yeah, chicken breasts, they come from cluck-clucks.
But…do you know where those animals come from? The food we put into our bodies is probably one of the most important considerations we can do to sustain good health. That along with a daily dose of MBO, aka: Mind Blowing Orgasms (thank you DSG and SG!).
I went and saw the documentary film, Food Inc last night. Has anyone else heard of it? Has anyone else seen it? I already knew that corporations controlled the majority of our food source found at local grocery stores, which has a lot to with why I’ve boycotted eating meat. I have strong moral issues with the mistreatment of all living creatures. It’s gut-wrenchingly disgusting when you learn how the animals we eat are treated.
It’s not just the mistreatment of animals, the workers are treated horribly as well. Corporate Food America is manipulating the system for the all mighty buck. Sacraficing good common sense, food health and safety in order to make gazillions of dollars.
For example, I saw footage of a corporate chicken farm. This isn’t the type of farm you see on the front of the chicken breast package either: with the little red barn and little chickens roaming around in the sunny fresh air. Nope, this farm looks more like giant sized metal box. There are no windows. There must be thousands and thousands of chickens living in there; standing in their own fecal matter and being fed droplets of steroids, so that the chickens will plump up faster than normal and we can all enjoy those full-breasted fillets on the grill.
You have to ask yourself this: Is it really chicken that I’m eating?
What about cows? Cows from corporate farms are fed corn. Um, when I was in third grade, I learned that cows ate grass, not corn. Why are cows being fed corn? Simple arithmetic, folks, it’s fucking cheaper. The trouble is, these factory cow plants, where cows are packed in with little to no room, also stand knee deep in their own shit. Shit is a deadly bacteria playground for some really bad, bad, boys, like E-coli. A cow’s system simply isn’t internally set-up for eating corn, thus when the cow heads off to the slaughter house, he or she is already infected and then we eat it.
Isn’t that nice?
What’s the corporation’s answer to solve all the E-coli outbreaks? You would think they would simply feed their cows grass and let their bodies naturally combat the bacterial infection, but nooooo, they come up with a brilliant idea: they produce cardboard, doused in amonia and call it, filler. This is supposed to eliminate the bacteria.
Hello? I clean my toilet and floors with amonia to kill bacteria, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to ingest it.
It’s sickening when you pull back the curtain and learn the truth about where that pretty package found in your meat section is coming from. It’s usually not locally farmed either. The boneless chicken, that’s been pumped with steroids, or the thick and juicy, E-coli-stained side of beef could actually be coming from a cow mill in Mexico.
Oh, and don’t look for the USDA, or the FDA to help you, their in cahoots with the corporations, like their evil twin sisters who also sold their souls to the devil, the pharmacuetical companies.
Don’t take my word for it. Go see the movie. If you can’t do that, try and make a conscious effort with your hard-earned spending dollars and choose not to buy your food and meat from the largest producers that are controlling and putting shit in your food and telling that you that’s its good, safe and delicious. Buy produce that’s in season. Talk to your grocery store manager or owner about offering meats, poultry, dairy and produce that’s grown in your state for God’s sakes. Read the labels! Talk to our very own, Scarlett Greyson, who is not only a writer, but she and her husband also have a farm, with real, live animals. I’m sure she’d be happy to point each o us in the right direction on how and where to buy good, healthy meats that come from local farmers that treat animals with respect. Not like they’re an inanimate object, like the cardboard box filler.
I realize I really went off here. I’m sorry if I’ve offended anyone with my lamenting, but this just chaps my hide, and not in that lips smacking, “I want another…please, way.”
We can make a change by saying, “No!” Dollars make the biggest impact on change. Won’t you please join me and make a change for the better?
Food Passionate and Shouting for a Change!