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Hmmm, I have a hard time with some of these warnings. The illness pointed out in the article happened to people working in a plant where tons of the stuff was being popped continually. I throw a bag of popcorn in the microwave maybe a few times per year. Granted, I hate fake butter and never buy that kind in theaters or at the grocery store.
The way I look at it, we're all going to die of something. We cannot remove everything that has the least bit of toxicity from our lives. I'd rather enjoy my life and live to be 75 than deny myself so much because of fear and live to be 80. I figure if I get rid of my cars (gasoline fumes, emissions, fumes from the leather interior of one) I will probably die of something related to the horse I will replace them with, like getting thrown off or skin cancer from sunburn after riding my horse 31 miles each way! I can rid my house of carpeting, draperies and fabric upholstery but will get splinters from my wood floor that will get infected and kill me. I can switch to only organic foods but if the farmers use natural fertilizer (read...cow manure) I will die from an e-coli infection.
I am being silly, obviously. I am careful about what I consume but I kinda doubt I'm going to come down with popcorn lung.
I found this online.
First, many of us were born to women who either smoked or drank (or both) while they were pregnant with us. And these were women who took aspirin, ate tuna from a can, poured blue cheese dressing over their salads and never thought of being tested for diabetes.
Once we were born, we were placed on our tummies to sleep in cribs with slats too far apart, painted in bright colors of lead-based paint. The lids on our medicine bottles did not have childproof caps. Nor were there childproof latches on doors and cabinets.
We rode our two-wheel bikes without wearing a helmet. And as we grew older and wanted to travel somewhere, we'd stand by the side of the road, thumbing a ride.
The cars we rode in (usually on the front passenger seat, unless the whole family was along) contained no booster seats, seat belts or air bags. We even thought it was cool to be able to ride in the back of a pickup truck on a warm summer day.
We drank water from a garden hose or from a creek in the woods. Our drink of choice was Kool-Aid made with sugar.
We'd drink a soda from a glass bottle and pass it around to our friends. Four people could drink from the same bottle and nobody ever got a disease of any sort.
We ate cupcakes and white bread with real butter, but we seldom had weight problems, because we played outside. I mean, up in the morning, out the door and gone all day.
Nobody could reach us as we played in tree forts and caught crawfish and frogs.
We built go-carts of scrap lumber, stole the wheels from a Greyhound Wagon or an unused baby buggy and raced them down the steepest hill we could find with no brakes.
Running into the bushes was the acceptable alternative.
We'd fall out of trees and get cut. We broke bones and teeth. No parent filed a lawsuit. They patched us up and, if it were serious, we'd be seen by the family doctor who charged $3 to $5 for an office visit with stitches.
We were given BB guns and slingshots for our 10th birthdays. We made up games using sticks and rocks and tennis balls. We played with firecrackers. And although we were warned, we didn't put out many eyes.
We had friends and we'd walk to their homes, stick our faces against the screen door and ask if they could come out to play.
No matter what we did all day, in the age before Nintendo and all the other electronics, we knew it was time to head home when the street lights came on.
Little League, back then, had tryouts. Not all of the kids made the team. Those who didn't, learned how to deal with disappointment.
If we should run afoul of the law, our parents didn't rush to bail us out. They actually sided with the cops and let us sit and stew for a while.
And guess what? We're a generation that has produced some of the best risk-takers, inventors and problem-solvers in the history of the world.
We were faced with freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned to deal with it.