The exorbitant price of anything marketed as "organic" is mainly due to an analysis of the target customer. They know if it says "organic", they will be selling to half-wit moonbats, who will be very unlikely to know they're being fleeced for undersized, misshapen, bug-eaten produce, and stringy, tough meat. For the supplier, it's a win-win deal. He's able to unload inferior merchandise for a premium price. For the DUmbass organic customer, who cares?
This was in the health forum on Skins's island, and I'm really surprised all the cooking and baking primitives haven't seen it.
I dunno. Someone--I think it was you, sir--once said that as along as food's eaten in moderation, it doesn't make a whole lot of difference its source. Which of course is true, very true.
Around here, up on the roof of Nebraska, on the eastern slope of the Sandhills--as I'm sure they do down in Tennessee--about the beginning of summer, farmer's stands pop up all over the place. Because farmers are busy people, such stands are unattended; one just takes what one wishes, and tosses the money into a coffee-can on a table.
I guess this is the closest we've come, to natural foods and food cooperatives.
Nobody around here, even the chain grocery stores, uses the term "organic," because of the word's unfortunate association with hippies.....and overpriced goods. They use other terms ("naturally grown" [?]), but never never never "organic," because the word conjures up images of the most worthless generation in American history.
It's always killed me (with laughter) when the New England primitives yimmer-yammer about their "farmer's markets" (quotation marks intentional), where they pick up corn-on-the-cob or watermelons.....in January.
Like January's "in season" for such things in New England.
What the primitives don't know is that the corn-on-the-cob and watermelons sold at "farmer's markets" in Boston or Lowell or Hartford or Stowe or Burlington or Keene in
January is grown on evil corporate-owned farms down in Florida.