Originally posted by Al-The Mayor-Bowen
But really I can't imagine how people in the third world famine area's having would have any understanding of some of the discussions we share about some of our topics here...or of American food industry as a whole, exist.
This is not meant to be a "slam" to anyones diet habits...but it seems to be a major factor in contributing to why much of the world has no understanding at all of the American culture and our way of life. It isn't a case of "Blame" it is a reality, and if we are every going to have some sort of mutual world understanding, one of the area's to be resolved will be to feed everyone...(not the same stuff- but to be sure there is food for all).
Mr. Mayor, you are right about the lack of understanding. As an example, I was traveling in Ukraine a few years ago. We were stuck in the country an extra couple of weeks because of bureaucratic red tape. My husband frequently ran into another couple, Italians, who were on the same wild goose chase with bureaucrats that we were. The Italian man complained bitterly about the poor food. We laughed in sympathy with the Italian.
But when our Ukrainian friend heard about the Italian's complaint, he was angry and confounded. How could anybody care about something so unnecessary as the taste of food? Concern about such a luxury was incomprehensible to him. And this was from someone who was very successful, FAR from starvation and poor living conditions (by 3rd world standards). We took him and a couple of other Ukrainian friends to a Mexican restaurant in Kyiv for a celebratory dinner one night. It was very expensive for Mexican food, but really pretty good. The Ukrainians enjoyed the dinner, but I got the impression that they were too polite to tell us that the expense was ludicrous.
Funnily enough, the Ukrainians we knew all LOVED McDonald's. (The quality of the food there was better than here, better dairy and better burgers.) These friends were with us every day helping us get through the administrative red tape, which typically took about twelve hours each day. By evening we were usually too tired to cook, and with few other alternatives, we'd frequently take our group to eat at McDonald's. We apologized because it was just fast food, but they thanked us profusely for taking them to their favorite restaurant. They marveled at McDonald's because, although it was expensive to them, they knew the meals were cheap by American standards, and so delicious!
Back to your point, how to feed the world? I wish I knew. It seems to be such a big problem as to be insurmountable. I tried to be charitable in Ukraine, but I strongly suspect that the donations I made did not go to the malnourished orphans that I wanted to help. Instead, I believe the money and donated formula served only to line the pockets of the opportunistic and corrupt "protectors" of those children. I don't know how to get around the parasites who would feed off of charity intended for others, so I focus on what I CAN do for my local food bank.
[Looking down] Hey, where'd this soapbox come from?