The Con Meat Scandal has produced a lot of disturbing images.
The sight of Gerry Ritz being hustled away by his handlers, after being unable to answer even a couple of questions from the media.
All that ghastly shiny hamburger meat, staring out at us from every newspaper and TV set, and almost daring us to eat it. The look on people's faces when I tell them Stephen Harper is planning to fire even more food inspectors.
But the image I find most deeply disturbing is this picture of the monstrous XL Foods slaughterhouse, and those black cows munching peacefully away, oblivious to their fate.
For there is no better metaphor for the country Stephen Harper would have us become.
You have 35 seconds: Gut the cow without damaging its organs, and be sure not to drop the stomach on the floor. Do not cut yourself with the swift-moving blade; do not touch the scalding sanitary surfaces. Then, walk in hot water to clean your white rubber boots. Swap your knife out and start over again. Again and again.
A brutish place where profits come before safety. And industries are ravaged by the Dutch Disease.
As the high dollar eats away the Canadian beef sector’s advantage in U.S. markets, automation at these megaplants has become a necessity, one that governments are supporting.
A low wage economy where unions are The Enemy, and workers have no rights.
Many of the staff are recent immigrants or temporary foreign workers – whoever is willing to take the job, particularly in booming Alberta. Think life on the kill floor sounds tough? Try it without being able to speak English well, or at all, and with your bid for Canadian residency hanging in the balance. The workers have no whistle-blower protection. They won’t rock the boat if there’s a problem..
A country turned into a JUNGLE.
And as for those doomed black cows in the picture munching peacefully away, they remind me of all the dumb Canadians who still can't understand what Stephen Harper is planning to do to them.
Oh boy. You know the other day the NDP's Megan Leslie had a horrible dream about zombies.
And all over the internet you could hear the sound of Con heads exploding.
But I think Megan's dream is just a gentler version of my nightmare...
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The horror of Harperland, and a butcher named Steve.
Who would mutilate our country beyond recognition.
And the sound of those exploding Con heads is just the sound of FEAR.
For surely they must know what's coming...
Golly. Turn up the heat.
If we can't have beef, let's have corn eh?
We've got the Cons where we want them.
And we are going to
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