me neither. I worked in a pork plant once upon a time. The QA consisted of two people who stayed in their air conditioned office all day long and would make their 2 daily checks by not even entering our area, but just reaching in the door, grabbing the checklist, initialling everything, and putting it back on the wall then sauntering on to the next area.
also, every goddamned bacon is the same goddamned thing. we literally just changed the packaging/branding several times as the bacon came down the line. The only difference was thick vs thin cut, but the rest was just the packaging changing.
Same for basically all of the products. Spiral hams, diced ham, sliced ham. It’s all the same goddamn pigs but in different brands.
also, every goddamned bacon is the same goddamned thing. we literally just changed the packaging/branding several times as the bacon came down the line. The only difference was thick vs thin cut, but the rest was just the packaging changing. Same for basically all of the products. Spiral hams, diced ham, sliced ham. It’s all the same goddamn pigs but in different brands.
I like how The Jungle portrayed this. Every processed meat was the same horrific mix of tuberculosis pigs, scraps that fell through the floor, and the body parts of Lithuanian workers.
Real Upton Sinclair hours.
Also I don’t trust any officials of the meat industry, period.
me neither. I worked in a pork plant once upon a time. The QA consisted of two people who stayed in their air conditioned office all day long and would make their 2 daily checks by not even entering our area, but just reaching in the door, grabbing the checklist, initialling everything, and putting it back on the wall then sauntering on to the next area.
also, every goddamned bacon is the same goddamned thing. we literally just changed the packaging/branding several times as the bacon came down the line. The only difference was thick vs thin cut, but the rest was just the packaging changing. Same for basically all of the products. Spiral hams, diced ham, sliced ham. It’s all the same goddamn pigs but in different brands.
I like how The Jungle portrayed this. Every processed meat was the same horrific mix of tuberculosis pigs, scraps that fell through the floor, and the body parts of Lithuanian workers.
I read that book years after I worked in that pork plant… it blew my mind how nothing has really changed much.