“We are people who don’t want to eat meat with poop in it; you are people that sell poopy meat. Why is it hard to understand the disconnect?”
While this is true of shopping bags, I do not believe giving bags made of corn a bad name is a helpful or “green” plan and doing so could cause some damage to the movement. As an alternative to garbage bags or dog waste bags, bags made of corn are the best thing on the market. Let’s face it, when you live in a city, you need to pick up after your dog. It’s required by law. I’d rather that people were using TRULY biodegradable bags that are made of renewable resources.
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Last week’s Chicago Reader had an article about a meat industry commercial kitchen downtown that has the task of trying to get people to eat more beef [“The Meat Pushers” by Mike Sula, Omnivorous, February 28]. Americans used to eat 75 pounds per person per year; now it’s down to more like 65. I find it funny that they’re having trouble identifying the problem.
The reason there is poop in the meat is that the meat industry has transferred most processing to colossal factories where there is huge pressure to work quickly and little or no oversight for the quality of the product. The correct standard for limiting the transfer of disease would be to have the animals processed one by one, after which the processing station would be cleaned thoroughly before another animal is brought in. This, however, requires well-trained butchers who are in a position to demand high rates of pay and good working conditions. As it is, your beef is likely to be produced by illegal immigrants who are at risk of not only being fired, but what’s more reported to the ICE and imprisoned, then deported, if they don’t move the meat through fast enough. I would bet they feel occasional pangs of guilt when they accidentally slice a lower bowel and get shit on the meat. But if the path to feeding your kids and staying out of prison was to let the shitty meat pass, you’d probably do the same.
