My grocery bill today:
Blueberry juice for $5.99 and … a box of Tangy Halloween Twists for $5.99
Canola Mayo for $6.49 and… a bag of Assorted Hershey Chocolates for $8.99
Organic Brown Flour for $6.49 (on sale) and… a box of Mars chocolate bars for $8.99
Black Kale for $3.00 and… a box of Cheese sticks for $4.49
Organic Pumpkin seeds for $4.99 and… a box of Hershey Candy for $14.99
Swiss chard – $2.49
Red Swiss chard – $2.49
Black Kale – $3.00
Agave – $8.99
Organic ketchup – $5.49
Shopping for groceries this morning was very troubling. On one hand, I was buying such junk that was full of empty calories, artificial colour, and artificial flavour – at the same time I was buying organic, healthy, natural fresh greens and foods. I grappled with the concept of what I myself would consume and what I would be shelling out to children- the foods were in such stark contrast. How could I be feeding such toxic crap to those who are the most vulnerable? How could I gift candies made with artificial ingredients under the pretense of “treating” children? When did I become so darned “unconscious” about Halloween treats? I would make home-made treats if I knew they would not be simply thrown out under suspicion of “product tampering”. Seriously – if you want to talk about product tampering – why not look at the ingredients listed on that bag of cheesies or sour candy? In my basket this morning sat the greatest oxymoron of our days: Halloween “treats”.
What scares me most at Halloween is not the ghosts and goblins – rather the crap that we offer in hand-fulls to our children.
What scares me most at Halloween is not the zombies – rather the money that we spend on giving cancer foods to our children when so many starve for real food.
What scares me most at Halloween is not the knocking on strangers’ doors to ask for candy – rather – no wait – that is scary!
How did I get to this place where dinner on Halloween night is a grain-fed grown beef chili with organic beans and sustainably grown organic salad greens – followed by an unmitigated flight of fancy into the world of artificial candies and treats? How do I get out of this place?
Indeed what scares me more than Zombies at Halloween is the dead-wrong foods my children bring home from well-intended neighbours.