Eating Animals, the searing indictment of factory farming by Jonathan Safran Foer, has got the champions of cheap chuck denouncing the celebrated novelist's latest work as just another piece of fiction.
Larry King and cheap processed meat. They've got a lot in common: both smush together scraps of debatable value and dubious origin and extrude them as suitable fodder for our more credulous compatriots.
Considering that the meat industry produces 40 percent more greenhouse gas emissions than all the world's transportation systems, we see no reason to back down in our criticism of Al Gore, among others.
Secretly, I could live on chocolate and coffee. But don't tell anyone, since I make my living writing about vegetables. And my darkest secret is this: My favorite thing in the whole world is (or was) chicken pan drippings.
If people know about the massive global damage caused by meat production, why is making a change so difficult? Is it because people don't care? Is it because it's too difficult to give up meat? I'd argue it's neither.