Meat, Potatoes, Milk
& Greens
The Indian debate
on beef and cow slaughter which has been playing proxy for the tussle between
Congress (and friends) and the BJP/Sangh Parivar, has recently been joined,
quite inadvertently, by the WHO.
The World Health
Organisation report finds all read meat, beef, pork, sheep, goat, and processed
meat such as sausages, bacon, ham, luncheon meat etc. as likely to increase the
chances of contracting a variety of cancers.
This kind of
juxtaposition could not have been orchestrated for love or money but takes the
politics of the cow to the realms of whether the meat-eaters are doing
themselves any favours. Other reports talk of the presence of feces in US
ground beef. Let us understand we are not talking of dubious Indian hygiene
standards here, and yet.
And this set of
health warnings came shortly after another report said that addiction to cheese
was as strong as addiction to tobacco. Of course, many meat and cheese eaters
are upset all over the world, but are determined not to give up their favourite
foods. Besides, quasi-medical reports of this kind tend to be overtaken by
other quasi-medical reports that contradict them further on down the stream.
Sunday Times of London
Style Magazine food critic AA Gill, a Scotsman with a Sikh sounding name,
wrote a piece on meat some time ago. But seriously, when you’re Gill without
the Mc, and hobnob in places that resemble the erstwhile El Bulli, hamburgers can’t just be regular hamburgers and hope to
make the cut.
On the other hand, McBurgers in beef, pork and chicken,
can’t be sniffed at either. They’ve been sold so plentifully, that laid
end-to-end, the advertising goes, they would voyage from the earth to the moon
several times over.
Gill wrote, somewhat enigmatically, that “meat is all
eugenics and fascism”. Did A.A.G mean the genetic engineering and up-breeding
involved in producing superior meat to eat? And the fascism, presumably it’s
the uncompromising attitude necessary to produce the quality stuff?
This is sweeping characterisation, but now you have
associations of cancer with both meat and its processed avatars to help it
along. In Western meat, the live cow and pig
are processed on the hoof to make delicious meat too. Still, Gill’s Dr.
Mengele inducing phrase might be something one might expect from Boris Johnson,
a sort of British/Turkish Mr. Trump.
Mr. Johnson, blond shock and paunch, is a former Spectator editor
and current Lord Mayor of London. He recently went to Japan and body tackled an
11 year old Japanese lad to the mat in a bout of mock rugby. Back in London, he
likes to comport himself on a bicycle and is said to have prime ministerial
ambitions. But it wasn’t Johnson but
Gill who wrote the piece on meat.
Gill is a reticent sort who favours dark-glasses and eschews
alcohol, despite being a food critic. But then he writes with equal aplomb on
TV shows, fashion, architecture, and politics if the fancy takes him.
This “meat” tag applies, like code to beef and pork in the
West, because they are considered the only serious meats of choice. Fowl, Turkey, Duck, however formidable, are
also-rans, decided poor cousins. They could be meat substitute fit for
vegetarians.
We can however include processed meats in the discussion
here because the WHO has just indicted them. And the line on what is processed
and what is not in the West is already a blur. Thank God, fish, prawn and
lobster are off the hook for the interim except for when they pick up too much
mercury from polluted waters.
Huge, tasteless-in-themselves, turkeys, have been known to
feed mini-van fulls. Also, one wouldn’t know how to classify non-farmed meat
such as snake, kangaroo, horse, seal, elk, moose, dog, tortoise, hedgehog, partridge, quail, venison etc.
particularly in the cancer stakes. Besides, barbecuing meats concentrates the
carcinogens.
Where that leaves the eponymous potato that tends to
accompany the meat, is anybody’s guess. In India, an alu is an alu, and can travel unaccompanied, but sometimes is
also a rather apt euphemism for male tumescence. Alu subzi suffices everywhere
on the sub-continent, if there is roti and a katori of dal, maybe some onion
and green chilli on the side.
But in the West, the humble potato is an accompaniment, even
when processed into crisps and chips. The potato is like an excellent back-up
singer without whom no stars would shine
up front. However, ask them, and the
back-up singers will be self -effacing. French-made gravy on the other hand,
has attitude. It always thinks the meat is nothing without it.
Another report, on Western milk, indicates that it contains
all manner of additives fed to the cows that gave it up. And ergo, that
drinking quantities of milk production enhancing boosters, inescapable if one
imbibes, may not be all that good for humans. This largesse of cow hormone
boosters, cow vitamins and cow tranquilisers may be divine for the bovine, but
not so for others.
The matter of addition and enhancement and processing, it is
seen, goes much beyond the vegetarian/non-vegetarian divide.
Milk from the free-on-the-range variety, spending their days
in bucolic grazing, like the produce from organic farming, without using
pesticides and chemical fertilizers, presumably doesn’t poison as it feeds.
But the protected Indian cow, fed partially on garbage and
plastic bags, apparently have Chinese Walls between themselves and their very
fine milk. But what about our water held responsible for the lead in Maggi
noodles made in India?
And strange suspended matter in the Coca Cola bottled here.
The water in mineral water bottles is also suspect, and found to be
contaminated sometimes.
As an explanation, East
may be East with its poor standards. But the West was meant to be guaranteed
clean. Now you’ve got a conundrum of both dirt and chemicals to think about,
and there’s only so much a poor body can take.
In the face of such controversy therefore, it is good to
remember that milk and meat are two very different things. Reference the cow as life-support system, to
drink from, make ghee/butter/cheese from, is one thing. But eating it, to
taste, turn into glue, bags, coats and shoe leather, is mostly business, but
neither eugenics nor fascism, unless the cows are force fed chemicals without
their consent first.
And so, at last, to the question, beyond Holy Cows and the
world out there. More so, since we Indians love our headless chicken, and don’t
have much truck with beef or pork anyhow. Does India have meat on its mind at
all, or is it merely and mostly potato
with a little green?
For: The Pioneer
(1,105 words)
October 27th, 2015
Gautam Mukherjee
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