January 5, 2013 by Mike Oscar Hotel
I’m going to preface this article with a disclaimer. This is what I believe. You don’t have to believe it. I encourage you to think for yourself at all times. You can find a lot of information on the internet. I’m sure that someone out there thinks that Yogi Bear is the devil. Doesn’t mean it’s real. With the research that the Mrs. and I have done, this is our conclusion. Furthermore, I’m going to keep this article as basic as possible. It’s a large concept and I could use really verbose adjectives that none of us will understand to explain it. Fortunately for you, dear reader, I’m not into outfoxing anyone with fancy words. And I’m kind of lazy.
I’ve mentioned in previous posts that we are picky about what we feed our chickens. In the beginning, we were buying organic food from local feed stores. We were happy with the feed for a few months until one day we looked at the label. Worse than looking at the label is understanding what the label says.
This particular label said that the feed contained canola oil.
Canola oil – a man made oil concocted from rapeseed, which is a genetically modified organism? How can that be organic? Right, because somebody greased somebody else’s palm with a few green backs. There are lots of arguments on how canola oil is good for you. In my opinion, we haven’t had enough time to know what the longterm effects of canola use are or will be.
However, here’s a little light reading:
In contrast, there’s lots of articles on the internet that support the use of canola oil.
Remember when eggs were bad for you? Then they were good for you? Then they were bad again, etc.? Same with bacon. Bacon is bad! It’s the devil! No, bacon is actually good for you. Is it, really? Margarine is good for you! No, it’s one molecule away from being plastic. Waitaminute – didn’t someone disprove that?
The above paragraph summarizes one speck of dust in the gargantuan filthy rumor mill of the nightly news. What is the right answer? I.don’t.know. I go with my gut (literally). If I have to choose between canola and olive oil, I’m going to pick olive oil every time. I know what an olive is. Canola is a made up word.
Moving on. Let’s talk about corn. Corn is in many different feeds as well.
I’m going to keep this as simple as possible without ranting or blaming.
- GMO (genetically modified organism), specifically, corn.
GMO corn was designed by someone (or several someones, as the case may be) in a lab. As the name suggests, the corn was genetically modified to kill small organisms, such as bugs, that eat said corn. What happens? When the bugs eat GMO corn, their stomachs E-X-P-L-O-D-E. Yup, those tiny critters chew on a few kernels and…..PFBBBBBTTTHHTTTT. It’s like the movie Alien inside an insect and on a piece of corn instead of a space ship. I know you’re still reading. Live long and prosper, says Spock.
That’s great, right? We don’t want bugs in our corn. Sure. Sounds great on screen and paper. At what price? If bugs eat GMO corn and their stomachs explode, what will it do to me if I eat six pounds of corn?
Probably nothing. But we don’t know. Furthermore, if my chicken eats GMO food, will they pass whatever nastiness that was in that corn onto me? Scientists say no. But remember, those scientists are funded by…….who knows? Probably corporations that have a lot of money. Like the ones that invented GMO corn. I’ve heard people passionately refute the fact that GMO harm could pass from an animal that consumes it to a human that eats the animal. Those people, much like me, choose one or two testimonies from a scientist or scientific group and, because it makes sense to them, they believe it to be truth. See how I admitted my own short comings in that last sentence? I don’t debate with them. I just remember one thing – 550 years ago, scientists KNEW that the world was flat. I know what you’re thinking. We’re in the most scientifically advanced society that has ever existed. Guess what? So were they! We are not God. We do not know all based upon science. In 550 years, if we’re still here, our descendants will likely look upon us as though we were nincompoops, scientifically. To think that we know the end result to a reasonably new experiment is very, very dangerous.
Almost every family that I know has one or more people that are sick with something and taking medication. Why? Could it be our food? Could it be the fact that we are pushing nature beyond its boundaries?
We are not God. We need to stop messing with His design. Even if you don’t believe in God, you can at least admit that things have worked quite well in a natural state for very many years. Then, we, the ants came marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah.
Pax Domini Sit Semper Vobiscum,
Mike Oscar Hotel