In America the suburban mom weaves her buying cart by means of a chemical minefield. In every single place she seems to be are unnerving boasts: packets of ham brag that pigs haven’t been pumped with antibiotics (phew?); the phrase "non-GMO" distinguishes the classier veg from the bioengineered freaks; most cancers warnings emblazon candy packets bursting with Purple 40 and Yellow 5.
Sunday, August 9
