If every American for one week refused to eat at a fast-food joint, it would bring concentrated animal feeding operations to their knees.

Nobody walks well first, nobody writes well first and nobody cooks well first.

The first supermarket supposedly appeared on the American landscape in 1946. That is not very long ago. Until then, where was all the food? Dear folks, the food was in homes, gardens, local fields, and forests. It was near kitchens, near tables, near bedsides. It was in the pantry, the cellar, the backyard.

If everybody walks into the room wearing crutches you don't know who can stand on their own two feet.

How many of us lobby for green energy or protected lands, but don't engage with the local bounty to lay by for tomorrow's unseasonal reality? That we tend to not even think about this as a foundation for solutions in our food systems shows how quickly we want other people to solve these issues.

Even if you don't eat at a fast food restaurant, you're now eating food that's produced by this system.

If it doesn't rot, it's not real food.