Monsanto, the corporation formerly known as Food, can’t get it (production) up.
Saturday means one thing in the Lewis Household: bath with coffee and The New Yorker, a much-needed iPhone-less, laptop-less break from techno-saturation.
This morning, for whatever reason, I happened to grab a year-old, half-read New Yorker and was…er, pleasantly surprised to see Monsanto, the GMO-happy Evil Death Star Puppy-killer of mega-Agribusiness, the Corporation formerly known as Food, spending their bloody dollars on every bleeding-heart liberal’s favorite bleeding-heart magazine, The New Yorker.
Even more wonderful: the ad proclaimed Climate Change as a fact, which it is (if you ask scientists, instead of flat-earthers).
Oh, wait, already been done.
Providing abundant and accessible food means putting the latest science-based tools in farmers’ hands, including advanced hybrid and biotech seeds. Monsanto’s advanced seeds not only significantly increase crop yields, they use fewer key resources — like land and fuel — to do it. That’s a win-win for people, and the earth itself.
Bonus, from Food, Inc:
Monsanto may believe in Climate Change, and love The New Yorker, but it doesn’t give a shiite about farmers:
Monsanto patents plants and food and, now, life itself!
hot on elephant
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