And yesterday there were picketers in front of MacDonald's protesting that store's layoffs of several employees, some of whom are disabled. Fine thing, but why not broaden the scope a little to include selling food that is basically poisonous, marketing it aggressively and insidiously to children?
They even had the nerve to market it to my kid. A few years ago, Sophie and I were riding on my motorscooter through downtown Berkeley when we were stopped by a red light in front of this very MacDonald's. "Mama!" she exclaimed, "What is that amazing smell?" And instead of arguing with her over the merits of that brainwashing smell or whether we were going to eat there, I lied: "I have absolutely no idea!" And stepped on the gas to gun us out of there. And no, she's never eaten there.
I know people in Berkeley have a reputation for being ridiculous and intolerant, but I like to think I'm just ridiculous. Guess not when it comes to this subject.
Yep—I'm still working on those vacation pictures. But I just had to get that off my chest.