You watch your weight, run on the treadmill. You learn about the different kinds of fats: saturated, unsaturated, polyunsaturated. You know of HDL?s and LDL?s. Lipids, the whole thing.
You prepare for the eternal battle. Go to the dentist, floss until there?s blood on the dance floor. Put your toothbrush in a safe place. Flush the toilet with the lid closed. Watch the bacteria, you can see it spread invisibly.
A child in a United States ghetto is christened Monsanto by his parents. They have seen the name of the chemical giant and find it appropriate for their child. You think of all that Monsanto has done over the years, of its friends at DuPont.
DuPont calls it ?the miracles of science.? You think about the word miraculous.
Union-Carbide was Union-Carbide before it folded into Dow.
You remember Bhopal, a town brought to international life and killed by the poisonous chemicals. The man who ran the company still wanted in India but safe on the golf courses of suburban New York.
They say there is $200 million missing from the survivors of Bhopal fund. Money that could go toward greens fees and the 19th hole.
The chemical deaths of Monsanto and Dow and Hiroshima. Remember the math of death, it?s simple numbers. No matrices nor Cramer?s Rule, just simple, honest numbers.
Brush your teeth harder, eat less dairy, it?ll do you no good against the chemicals. Even the youth born to the name Monsanto, in the projects of Robert Taylor in Chicago, will face a chemical battle.
You can?t think about them. You have to ignore them, put more of them into your body to forget about them. You sail your ship into the night, and you have faith the light house will reveal itself.
You trust nature.