Score one for jk!
A beloved non-moonbat relative is not a fan of expanding government, yet is convinced that the reason the local grocery store doesn't sell bad meat is fear of the USDA, not fear of reputation or lawsuits.
I just sent a link to this USA Today piece (no doubt the print version has a cute little graph showing tainted chickens...)
The U.S. Department of Agriculture says the meat it buys for the National School Lunch Program "meets or exceeds standards in commercial products."
That isn't always the case. McDonald's, Burger King and Costco, for instance, are far more rigorous in checking for bacteria and dangerous pathogens. They test the ground beef they buy five to 10 times more often than the USDA tests beef made for schools during a typical production day.
And the limits Jack in the Box and other big retailers set for certain bacteria in their burgers are up to 10 times more stringent than what the USDA sets for school beef.
For chicken, the USDA has supplied schools with thousands of tons of meat from old birds that might otherwise go to compost or pet food. Called "spent hens" because they're past their egg-laying prime, the chickens don't pass muster with Colonel Sanders— KFC won't buy them — and they don't pass the soup test, either. The Campbell Soup Company says it stopped using them a decade ago based on "quality considerations."
This represents an insidious acceptance of government power. Living a whole life of regulation -- many assume that they have been protected by regulation, when they would be better served by free markets.
A good little, expository story. Hat-tip: Instapundit
We're from the government, and here to help.
Posted by John Kranz at December 9, 2009 6:31 PM
Of course, you and I know why: we can easily stop going to a certain place if it seems unclean, or if the food sucks. Where's the "choice" for public school students? Yuck, I'm starting to remember the sour tuna pitas and other inedible crap that were the best promotion for brown-bagging.
There was a deli across from work where I usually got breakfast and lunch, and one day the new guy was chopping up vegetables for my omelette with an ungloved hand. I wonder if he understood, "That's gross!" He certainly understood my turning around and walking right out, never returning. There are plenty of other places I can go for clean food.