The Young Man and the Sea Watching other people grabbing stuff off supermarket shelves, checking to see how low in fat, shiny and fresh-looking it is, I sometimes wonder where our modern obsession with dates and cleanliness will lead us to. Or has led us to already. By necessity, supermarkets put shelf-life at the forefront of their stock choices, and in so doing, in pleasing us, they are killing us. Or rather, we are killing ourselves, but only after we suffer a crap quality of life in the shape of inexplicable disease, for a very long time. Any comments? |
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