Butter wouldn’t Melt in a Socialist Mouth.
Shyam Kolvekar is a late comer to the Bettabanabutter party, but he is in fine Fascist company.
D’you know who really set his one off? Nah! I’m not going to tell you straight off, you’ll have to work harder than that.
The poor old cow has been in their sights for some time now, ever since the Canadians discovered that 72% percent of their greenhouse gases emitted from the rear end of the humble cow and they developed fart-free grass for the ruminants to munch on as their contribution to saving the world from global warming freezing.
In Argentina they loaded the poor cow up with an undignified giant pink anal air bag to capture the methane gas, and claimed a stunning 30% of their contribution to global warming could be cut by eradicating the poor cow. A Minnesota farmer fought a rearguard action to protect his herd from decimation by the killcows by assiduously collecting the cow pats and turning the gas into electricity powering not only his farm but that of 78 neighbours.
How to remove the cow from a western world obsessed with consuming its bi-products? Softly softly catchee monkey.
Naturally the animal rights activists were quick off the mark, claiming that a vegetarian diet was the only way to save the planet. Real men must eat quiche? Nope, quiche contains dairy products, there was still a use for the cow.
The spotlight was turned on that other herd of slowly fattening ruminants, the domino pizza crowd, fast asleep in front of Jeremy Kyle, wondering why DFS were now advertising sofas you could fit 7 jumbo jets on, collect yours now, no deposit needed. Diet was far too judgemental a word to use, it implied they were fat, can’t do that.
They came up with the very thing – food intolerances. You see, getting fat had nothing to do with eating twice as much as you needed to power the daily walk from sofa to scratch card salesman on the corner, getting fat was down to eating the wrong things for your personal digestive system.
How convenient then that food intolerance narrowed down to cow intolerance. Lacto-intolerance, red meat intolerance, ‘anything connected with the humble cow’ intolerance.
This study brings new scientific support to some of the dietary suggestions I’ve been sharing with readers for quite some time. Namely, red meat is bad for you, cow’s milk and dairy products are bad for you, saturated animal fat is bad for you, and vegetables and dietary fiber and good for you. I realize that’s an oversimplification of the research, but it’s also a valid summary of it.
The cattle ranchers fought back. The Lactose Intolerant Can Love Dairy Again!
Mr Kolvekar’s comments were issued by KTB, a public relations company that works for Unilever, the maker of Flora margarine. Naturally.
During World War ll, in the U.S. and the U.K., butter was pretty scarce. That was because it went to feed soldiers. Those on the home front learned (painfully) to eat oleomargarine. In the US, dairy interests forced federal legislation requiring the sellers of margarine NOT to colour the white substance yellow. They included, with the bars of margarine, some separately wrapped colouring that you could apply to the margarine yourself at home…
It was during World War ll that the bettabanabutter campaign really took off in some parts of Europe.
Joseph Goebbels was the first – quickly followed by Herman Göring – “Guns will make us powerful; butter will only make us fat”.
That’s a fine company of butter prats you’re keeping there Mr Kolvekar!
Are we off to war again?
- Eat more Lard ! « UKIP Hillingdon
- January 19, 2010 at 15:56
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January 19, 2010 at 13:05 -
Wait until the Daily Mail get a hold of this and tell everyone that cows give you cancer.
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January 19, 2010 at 13:24 -
….or one cow a year could lower your bp.
The problem isn’t cow-methane, it’s too many of us: Homo sapiens, Adam and Eve and all the naughty bits fun that followed.
Follow the Yellow Metal Road of any announcement today, and it will lead back to PRs. Follow Swine Flu in the same way, and it leads to one large shareholder called Donald Rumsfeldt. Or Russian oil barons.
It’s what I call the Forgery of Information.
If I can just clear the air here, I think that’s enough fart-pieces for one day, Anna.
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January 19, 2010 at 13:43 -
What has the humble cow done to us that it should be blamed for all of our evils? Ok when you are standing in a field all alone surrounded by them silently looking at you, the odd one chewing the cud they can come across as being rather intimidating. If they start moving towards you just stand your ground and not, as happened on this particular occasion shout “Aggggghhhhh the cows have turned” and run hell for leather for the nearest vault-able hedge intermittently turning around to deter their stampede by blasting a two tone air horn in their faces.
Then I will grant you, cows can be pretty scary. But if you are trying to navigate the Cheshire plains in total darkness and without a torch looking for a camp site that probably only exists in the imagination of the person who suggested walking across the cow field, then you do sort of ask for it. The cows are blameless.
Besides, where would BBQ day be without the humble and loyal cow.
Another T-Bone anyone ?
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January 19, 2010 at 14:37 -
I agree with every bit of this post.
Thank you.
The caption, ‘They’re happy because they eat LARD’ reminds me of reading something (pre-computer owning days) about the time Rosemary Conley’s low-fat diet was popular. As cholesterol levels dropped, so the rates of suicide, murder and accidental death rose. Something to do with dopamine again, probably.More recently, I came across some study claiming that vegetable oils morph into something nasty if they’re heated to smoking point. As this happens a lot in our kitchen, I follow this simple rule : animal fats – hot; veg oils – cold. If you can’t stand the thought of lard, olive oil has the highest smoking point – but it won’t make you as happy as lard will
Nanny Karen
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January 19, 2010 at 15:07 -
“I legged it too, straight into the river, sank up to my knees in the mud, from where I was hauled by passing fisherman, complete with full quota of river weed hanging from my head.”
Nice photo!
Yes, yes, but what happened to the cows??
Because, you said……
“….and leapt into my arms, closely followed by several ton of beef on the hoof…”
What’s it like having all that cow leaping into your arms?
And, were any cows injured or harmed in the making of this blog?
We need to know.
Oh, and, please can I have some more of those fruit tarts, they were lovely, thanks……..:0)
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January 19, 2010 at 15:28 -
Or Siegfried Farnon, for your arms in a Cow!
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January 19, 2010 at 15:31 -
You deserve a pat on the back for that one, Saul.
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January 19, 2010 at 16:21 -
It cudn’t happen to a nicer guy, could it Anna?!
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January 19, 2010 at 16:21 -
I used to work with a young lass; one of those new fangled vegetarians she was too. One day, I think it was a Wednesday, she was bemoaning the evil farming industry and how they slaughter animals for no good reason. Apparently!
After several rounds of the importance of feeding the nation, countered with her naive suggestions for plant based alternatives we reached an impasse. So I asked her about the future of the herds once the nation had fully adopted nut pies and lettuce roasts? Thinking for a moment, she replied “Oh, but the farmers will look after the animals until they die of old age. Won’t they?”
Sorry, but the world doesn’t work that way. I took a little pleasure in telling her that the moment we give up meat, the animals will find themselves looking at an angry farmer carrying his trusted shotgun. The countryside won’t be teeming with happy prancing sheep and singing cows, instead, most of the green and pleasant will be bulldozed to make way for acres of lettuce and nut trees… and all planted upon the mass burial pits containing the remains of the former occupants.
The point of this story? Is to remind those who believe switching our diet also brings utopia to our four legged friends out in the sticks. It won’t. They’ll be wiped out of existence except for the handful finding residence in petting zoos and urban farms. Merely exhibits of a more sensible age.
Of course, as the adults know, it cannot happen. But it wouldn’t hurt to educate the kids in the meantime… I don’t know how, but some of them seem to have some strange ideas in their heads?
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January 19, 2010 at 16:34 -
I spread my toast with my own blend of buttermilk and face-cream – it’s called Udderly Smudderly….
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January 19, 2010 at 16:53 -
Apparently this item came from Unilever’s media agency. Unilever make “Flora”. They also make toxic “Comfort” which they call natural when it isn’t, and Lynx for males that has killed a couple at least and will turn the heavy user into a eunuch.
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January 19, 2010 at 16:54 -
Too much cock and bull in all this, but I am over the Moon about Udderly Smudderly.
I mustn’t Slog this one to death.
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January 19, 2010 at 17:10 -
What a pity we can’t fit Brown & Co with “giant pink anal air-bags” .. They certainly talk enough shit .. we could heat the Nation for years ..
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January 19, 2010 at 17:35 -
Mme Raccoon – my picture illustrates the efficacy of my bespoke blend …. you should have seen me BEFORE I started using it…
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January 20, 2010 at 05:58 -
What ever happened to Bread and Dripping?
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January 20, 2010 at 15:00 -
I remember bread and dripping Sabot, I must have liked it as I have fond memories of it
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January 20, 2010 at 19:46 -
An ever increasing population with an ever increasing hunger for beef has led to the ever increasing rise in cattle breeders. Cattle fart. So do homo sapiens.
Turn vegetarian? There is not enough sustainable land on this earth to produce the amount of crops needed for the (again) ever increasing number of vegetarians – including cattle.
The solution?
We should all become Pisceans! Lovely pastime, angling.As for fart-free grass…Bring it on, I say – I have a partner much in need of the stuff.
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