You want cancer with those fries?
Here's why it won't work. You will have to register to read (it's free and it'll get you fired up), but if you don't want to bother, the upshot is that many Chinese food exports- for human consumption- are also poisoned with chemicals the FDA (they're certainly far from perfect, they can only look at less that 1% of imported regulated food items) deems unfit for human consumption.
The article also talks about how chickens raised and slaughtered here in the U.S. can be shipped to China, processed there, and shipped BACK to the U.S. for our consumption. That's messed up in my opinion. And why do we put up with this? Because we shop at Wallyworld, we don't support small farmers, and we don't know or care where our food comes from! And the corporations know this.
To avoid the potentially dangerous products that don't get inspected (over 99%!), try to buy local, organic, non-processed as much as possible. In other words, know where your food comes from. Yeah, it's a pain in the butt, but how much of a pain is the alternative ignorance? Some may think, well somethin's gonna kill us anyway... Then why bother quit smoking/drinking/eating twinkies, going to the dentist/doctor? That defeatist attitude is complete cowardice in my opinion. And lazy. What the hell is more important than your health anyway?
Man, I'm pissed.
Neal Boortz can bite my butt.
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i've read the same thing about alaskan salmon caught in the north pacific being sent to china for [cheap] processing and then shipped back to the US. it's all crazy.
if any of you have showtime, you should watch the final episode of this american life and i promise you will never eat anything pig ever again.
i think the chinese are trying to poison all of us... then take over the world... [not really, but you gotta wonder...]
Yeah, I didn't see that episode (don't got Showtime), but I read a seriously disturbing article a few months back that turned me off factory pork. Luckily, there's a guy here that raises happy pigs (er...that is, happy up until they're killed) in a small-scale operation who shows up at our farmers market, so if we really crave pork chops, he's our man.
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