Didn't know we had food fetishists on the Campfire.
My stepdad was in ag chem sales in California from El Centro to Redding for Stauffer and Chevron. He took the time to train me on mixing and using various fertilizers, herbicides and pesticides, and we would go afield on road trips and ground truth things. On a huge, huge scale. Feeding the world scale, actually.
I can make things grow, and I can kill them just as easily. Safely. Those scumbags pandering for Roundup clients should be forced to buy foods not grown using Roundup. They'd starve.
