Tuesday, October 30, 2007

The great organic swindle.

We should have shot all the hippies when we had the chance, nowadays
there's no humane way for us to get rid of them and I fear they are
taking over. This whole global warming thing is giving them
unparralleled exposure as every Tom, Dick and Hannes is doing their
little bit to save the planet. I stress 'little' there, as spending
twenty bucks a pop to convert your entire lighting setup to CFL's is
the electricity equivalent to farting against thunder.

So Rocking the Daisies was termed a Carbon Neutral/Green festival.
Tickets were printed on hemp(but I still got a receipt), you could
cycle there for reduced entry fee (but fine to drive home). There was
little difference to last year's unGreen (is it brown?) festival, and
the final nail was that they planted five olive trees on the property.
Spare me the effort of pointing out how ridiculously pointless the
whole exercise was.

So what does it mean when your shop item has 'Organic' emblazened on the cover?
Anyone who did matric science would say there is Carbon in the product.
The hippies will tell you its grown with love and not chemicals.
The realist will point out it's almost twice the price.

When you buy champagne, by law it comes from the Champagne region of
France. Made anywhere else it must be called Methode Cap Classique
(sparkling wine is just a fancy soda stream experiment). Similarily a
bottle of Estate wine must be made from grapes grown on the property.
Locally there are draft regulations for the term Organic, but there's
no recourse for defaulters jumping on the bandwagon. So if you really
feel strong about it and want to support the whole process, you still
have to do your homework by reading labels, researching organic
websites and talking to hippies(filtering out the bullsh1t in the
process).

By now you're wondering what the biltong picture is doing there.
Woolies now have free-range droewors. It's pricey (R50/180g), but at
least you know that Daisy got to chill in a nice field before she was
butchered for her meat. I'd like to know what a non-free range cow
does to while away the hours in their batteries.

On the subject of wors, did you know that there is a difference
between 'boerewors' and 'b/wors'. It's not just due to space
constraints on the label. The first is subject to ingredient
regulations and the second could be anything.

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