Source: Bob Tuskin

Whether you’re munching on spongy chicken Mcnuggets, woofing down a Whopper, or pounding down a hot dog, if you don’t want to lose your lunch, don’t investigate behind the scenes into what actually goes into the foods that you line up in your gasoline powered cars and spend your hard earned Federal Reserve Notes to chow on. I know you have heard it before, but we are saying it again. Fast food is gross! Don’t eat it!

Let’s start with that 20 piece chicken Mcnuggets you were chewing on. I mean, you do realize that chicken meat is not supposed to be that texture, right!? It’s that way because it’s hardly even chicken anymore. It’s ground up sick chickens that were eating their own poop. These chickens were kept up in concentration-camp-like environments.

Like Gandhi said, “you can judge the character of a people by how they treat their animals.” I’m paraphrasing here, but it gets better–the slop that you call a chicken is also mixed with silicon and other harmful plastics additives and preservatives to give it hat unique spongy texture.

Next, how’s that soggy Whopper your downing right now? Well, the cows that made that meat ate sick chicken poop for dinner. They were injected with steroids and antibiotics because A) a cow on roids produces more meat! and B) more meat equals more profits.

And the poor cows are so dang sick from living in a concentration camp and eating chicken poop that Monsanto has told the USDA that its pretty much ok to do this because hey, you don’t drop dead right after you eat it, you die a slow painful death throughout your life from it from the gut disorders you get from eating associated foods all your life.

In closing I would like to end on a positive note. God made the human body extremely resilient. Even though we chow down on fast food it doesn’t mean you are going to drop dead tomorrow. But if you people want to have this revolution we have been talking about in the alternative media for some time, we have to reject the fast food restaurants and buy local.

Here in south Louisiana, my family and I don’t eat out at fast food joints. We cook our own food and we get our meat local. We can walk up to the cows and pet them ourselves. What better peace of mind can you have than by knowing exactly where your food came from?