I was recently overseas in North America for a holiday a few months back. It was a wake up call to be honest. For a long time now I had wondered how commercial and consumer driven the American public was. I always had this idea of pizza monsters roaming the food courts munching down on fast food and slurping down mega gulps to fuel their oversized behinds. However I was in Canada, the baby of America. Could it really be what I thought America would be like, compared to my home country of Australia that is.

For sure it was. It was disappointing. Now this article is about the aspects of food that almost made me weep for the future of humanity and how Darwin would of never seen such a downward spiral of human evolution coming. However there are 1million more posts I could write about how North America vs. the world is more commercial and consumer driven than rest of the world.

So lets start off by saying I was thirsty one afternoon, in a large shopping mall. Having a large craving for fresh food, which I must say is both hard to come by and insanely expensive in Canada, because it is what I am used to back home, I decided to get an orange juice from the food court. Without knowing any better, with my local friend/tour guide away getting some personal shopping done, I decided to venture forth to Orange Julius. Considering they had an orange in their very own logo, I thought this was a very safe option. Wrong again!

I didn’t realize that you had to mess with the contents of an Orange in order to produce drinkable and satisfying orange juice. Well Orange Julius doesn’t seem to think so. I don’t know what they put into my orange juice, but the final product sure wasn’t freshly squeezed oranges from local Bob the farmer’s farm! What I saw was more of a clinical grade experiment. They put this powder into the cup, which created some mystical dust formation as it was dumped inside. Then they Proceeded to place an Igloo worth of ice into the cup and finally some orange cordial stuff that looked like it should be used in a chemical warfare campaign by the Gay and Lesbian sides or the Care Bears! Final product, bin-able!

What really annoyed me here, is that the product cost me like $5.50 Australian, when I could of bought 2 liters of the freshly squeezed stuff back home and overdosed on vitamin c for the rest of the day. Except I got 300ml of Ice, 20ml Lab Rat concentrate, and 2 teaspoons of pixie dust! I don’t understand it, why do you have to rip the consumers off, you provide us with a product that we for sure don’t prefer (well if you do prefer it, you must be one of these pizza monsters that have had their genetics scrambled from the torture you have self imposed on your own DNA structure from all the food court experiments you have willingly participated in) from the original.

My next encounter was roughly the same story, more pixie dust and some vile creation that was placed into my hand and a request of payment. I ordered a green tea, and what I got was some milky green product with curd like substances floating around the top of it. Don’t you worry Starbucks and co. I know that you try and cover up the contents with a crap load of sugar and whipped cream. But when I don’t ask for cream, I can see exactly what I am getting. I simply don’t know where the rest of the world will head. If the pioneers of crap food and unethical leaders of maintaining strong profitability levels is coming up with these poor excuses of lab experiments in our foods. Will Australia follow suit? Will I be getting pixie dust in my orange juice, as apposed to the natural kind? I hope we block this capitalist crap out of what we take for granted as food. I don’t see why Australia should have to import Asparagus from Peru, Oranges from South Africa, when I can grow the stuff in my 1 x 5m garden!

People, stop being lazy fat ass cheeks and demand better! No, I’m not talking about going on all the food Oprah recommends. But what I am talking about is choosing what looks to be something that is a product of out of the ground, off a tree or vine, instead of something someone in a lab coat made as a direct order from the CEO of the con-job of a corporation who simply wants to rip as much money out of your fat, greasy, pizza stained fingers and they can; and when you make it as easy as you do, who wouldn’t!