The mad cow disease is the mad mans illness.

Big Cities need the food industry - but the residents of the cities don't seem to understand that they have to pay a price too keep the rural countryside "alive" in more then the industrial sense.

It looks like the Big City Slickers (BCS) don't give a damn - you could almost hear them say:
"why not grow genome-manipulated beef in silos down under the malls...strait into the slaughterhouses, situated at convenient reach and then out on the marketplace - the shelf of our mall? 
We are in a hurry, planes are waiting, we don't have time to wait that long, you know, so we are just speeding up nature a little..."

In this process, not outspoken anywhere, maximizing the short time profit, the meat industry obviously  is able to drop ethics and go for esthetic brands and packaging to please the eye of the customer.

The butcher is king and big industrialist on the "free" market of the megalopolis - what does he care about some rural romanticism!

A consequence of post-Marxist urban overpopulation (peasants exterminated and their families and helpers transformed to industrial workers), not only in former soviet areas, is the necessary industrialization of agriculture to feed the ever expanding cities.
In the process all "feelings" are made obsolete (Arne Naess).

The fishing fleets and the industrial butchers are allowed to destroy the "natural" habitat and the "natural" genetic material of all animals, used in the food industry. 
The Grand Banks outside Newfoundland robbed dead.
BSE (Bovine spongiform encephalopathy) emerge out of carcass ensilage.

On the "free" market of the City there are a few blatant winners - taking it all.
What about the freedom of animals and/or consumers on this same market?

Mad man has again been able to invert the idea of freedom and made some modern sort of slavery out of it instead - from Christ to Marx to post modern (urban) consumers of meat burgers.

On the TV-screens you can see drunken cooks vicariously consuming more expensive dishes for you.

You are ashamed to be human, involved in deep ecological rites of hiding your own double standards.

Tears in your eyes.

Tomas Brusell
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