The chances of first-worlders putting up with packaging and preserved food habits that are essentially post-collapse “The Last of Us” levels of mild inconvenience: about -100% if such a ratio is possible.
“Ya’ll telling me I gotta feed mah kids dried beans? How da fuck they gonna eat dried beans? they too crunchy!” will be the viral soundbite from a Kansas parking lot.
Capital won’t allow change until it can no longer bleed a dime in it’s present state. We’re living under a locust plague and we’ve called it the modern world.
The chances of first-worlders putting up with packaging and preserved food habits that are essentially post-collapse “The Last of Us” levels of mild inconvenience: about -100% if such a ratio is possible.
“Ya’ll telling me I gotta feed mah kids dried beans? How da fuck they gonna eat dried beans? they too crunchy!” will be the viral soundbite from a Kansas parking lot.
Capital won’t allow change until it can no longer bleed a dime in it’s present state. We’re living under a locust plague and we’ve called it the modern world.