Dec 18 2008
You Label Me, I Label You
So I dub thee… unorganic! Metallica allusions aside, mislabeling foods is a serious crime. It’s not cool to say something is organic when it isn’t. I know the USDA is just hella busy these days with all the food scares going around–and why shouldn’t they be? With only about 1% of food that enters the U.S. being inspected, there’s bound to be little critters or pieces of glass or radioactive pudding somewhere. But don’t you think they could spend just an incy wincy bit of time enforcing some basic organic standards in dairy farms so we could, like, buy what we pay for instead of what we think we’re paying for?
See, factory farms (shudder) don’t allow much grazing time–or any grazing time at all. When you think “organic,” you think of happy cows getting some fresh air and some sweet grass in all those bellies. But by now, we all know what a factory farm is. And it ain’t Old McDonald. It’s more like Animal Farm meets Hostel. So “Organic Factory Farms” are like “Kind Union-Supporting Equality-Enforcing Fair Trade Walmarts.”
If you think that consumers deserve more than lip service, and that factory farms just can’t be really organic, click here to tell them to quit letting them label themselves happy cow people.
