First, I’d like to wish my youngest sister
You are growing into a fine young lady, and I’m so proud to call you my sister!
Today a few of the bus drivers are standing around taking a morning break together before the clock beckons them back to their driver’s seats.
There is a woman, who we’ll appropriately refer to as “Shotty,” in the front seat talking about a really good burrito she ate at a really good restaurant. Mind you, her next sentence involved Taco Bell, so I’m not really sure to what standard the burrito actually compares.
Shotty started a phone conversation with a friend where she discussed how the menu at her house would lay out for the rest of the week: She would finish up her hot dogs and whip up another batch of her famous potatoes to accompany the processed weiner. Though, tonight is Taco Tuesday, and she seems to be looking mighty forward to it. It seems like she’s going to stop at Taco Bell for the occasion.
Within the short conversation, she mentioned KFC, Taco Bell, 3 Musketeers, and a number of other fast food franchises.
It’s safe to say I am really feeling for her gut right now.
Some of the franchises mentioned above are but a sliver of those readily available to us, and they are the options chosen for those who have less money to pay for good, clean food. They are the options available for those who are not educated in the way of proper nutrition.
I don’t mean to sound snide. The truth is: I wish there would be a rebirthing in our food industry and in the education and access of good, clean food for every one!
(Right after I wrote this post, I Googled the impact of fast food franchises on the globally impoverished and landed on an article from Andrea Freeman, “Fast Food: Oppression through Poor Nutrition.” I’m not through the whole thing, but you can find the link here if you want to read it. It’s quite compelling.)