Think of how many calories we must be throwing away

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Walking home from the office today, I was listening to a Scientific American podcast Putting Food On The Table: What To Eat (go to sciam.com/podcast/ for their full set of podcasts), featuring an interview with the appropriately (or ironically – is irony dead?) Marion Nestle, author of the book “What to eat“, and an article entitled “Eating made simple” in the current issue of Scientific American.

Lots of it is well covered (but still important) ground – eat less overall, get more exercise, favor salad over fries. An amazing bit, though, is that since 1980,

Calories available per capita in the national food supply (that produced by American farmers, plus imports, less exports) rose from 3,200 a day in 1980 to 3,900 a day two decades later.

Yikes! That means that for each of us in the U.S., there are nearly twice as many calories per person out there waiting to be eaten than we actually need.

She’s quick to point out that not all these calories are actually being consumed, i.e., we’re not as obese as we could be. But, as she also points out, the structure of the current financial markets strongly reward growth, which in the food industry typically means selling more of those surplus calories than your competitors, all of which tends to favor pushing buckets of empty calories like soda rather than fresh tomatoes. And, of course, from an environmental standpoint, the idea of producing nearly twice as many calories as we need is enormously wasteful, for our choices are either to consume them (and turn into monstrous butterballs in the process) or throw them away (ensuring we have some of the best fed landfills in all of human history). What a frightful mess.

(Composting, of course would be a preferable destination for those calories than either obesity or landfilling them, but even that doesn’t make it “right” or “desirable”, just slightly less stupid.)

It’s also interesting that the food industry’s massive marketing machine has chosen to shove crates of processed junk our way. They could, of course, simply encourage us to exercise like Lance Armstrong in training; those fellows can pack away nearly 6K calories a day because they burn it right off. It’s a shame that PepsiCo isn’t pushing bikes and community fitness programs instead of chips and fizzy pop, although I suspect it’s easier to convince Joe and Jane Couch Potatoe to relax and enjoy a beer and some chips during the big game than it is to get them to go actually play.

The other interesting bit was that apparently for the first time junk food is now cheaper per calorie than good fruit and veg. Back home we make an effort to buy a lot of locally grown organics from our local co-op and (in the summer) the Easy Bean Farm, but all that wondrous grub isn’t cheap. There’s lots of nice organic stuff on offer over here, but with 60% salary and the exchange rate smacking us about the head and shoulders 24/7, it’s pretty tough to pay that premium.

Unfortunately, buying healthy, environmentally responsible food has become to a significant degree a privilege not so readily available for those in financially difficult circumstances. (A major change from 100 years ago, where the cheap stuff would have been the local produce.) It’s clear that any plan to save the world really needs to include plans to reduce financial inequities, and probably changes in the farming and food distribution incentives as well.

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We turned the heat on last night

A sense of weightlessness

I would like to point out, in case anyone out there is calendrically challenged, that it’s AUGUST. The whole “summer” thing seems to have pretty much missed the UK this year, and whatever passed for it in 2007 appears done in all but name. With a few nice exceptions, it’s been cool and cloudy ever since we got here, with highs sometimes being around 20c (quite decent), but often only 15c, which is darn chilly for “summer”.

Last night WeatherGirl got fed up with it and actually turned on the heat in our house for a little while.

In August.

I’m guessing it’s gonna be a cold, damp year. Which, of course, is exactly what we expected, but we didn’t really expect it to start quite this early.

* The photo is from Alaska, which I realize is cheating, but I didn’t have anything sufficiently grey and dreary from here to share yet. I assure you that this part of Britain is entirely devoid of anything that would remotely look like a mountain.

** Since posting this, my lovely sister informs me that they’re having very similar weather in Ithaca, NY. The North Atlantic is going to a damp soggy place in a hand basket, apparently.

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