One more reason I’m going to miss the WSJournal: Its story on “faux gras” was a typical just-the-facts masterwork in covering the general silliness that ensues when the government gets all up in your food. I learned that there are now foie speakeasies in Chicago (and we all know how well banning booze worked) and that there are more and more substitutions (run, chickens, run — but who will save the soybeans?) My one wingnut friend wants to blame those goldurn lib’rls for this insane turn of fatty events. But even I cannot believe duck livers could ever wind up with the sacred status of human embryos. And it could get worse, if Rupert succeeds according to pattern in whipping up the base. You can forget about eating an unborn chicken for breakfast over those enlightening pages ever again.


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