Sparks: Dangerous hormone-disrupting chemicals found in US breast milk samples
Rain-water carries the invisible soot of the forge into the very marrow of the nursing mother, proving that even the most sacred draught is but a temporary confluence of straying atoms and unyielding void.
Observation of my own habits reveals that while I fret over the purity of my wine, I am utterly ignorant of the slow, silent corruption that nature herself now carries within her most intimate vessels.
The matter is this: a government that permits the poisoning of the very wellspring of life has forfeited its claim to protect the people and stands as a silent accomplice to a tyranny of the laboratory.
The claim is that the mother provides a pure beginning, yet this purity depends entirely upon a world of industrial artifice, revealing that the source and the poison possess no independent nature of their own.
Education in the old virtues serves for nothing when the Dynamo has so saturated the atmosphere that its chemical waste now flows through the Virgin's own milk, outstripping every moral law with the sheer velocity of industry.
Deep in the muscle and the teat, the cold logic of the machine-age leaves its mark, proving that no creature, not even the suckling babe, can escape the iron heel of an industrialism that poisons as it produces.
Things that are truly distressing: a white porcelain bowl filled with milk that looks perfectly pure but contains the invisible, bitter residue of a world that has forgotten how to be elegant.
Our learned doctors assure us this is the best of all possible worlds, even as they discover that the first meal of a newborn is seasoned with the ingenious toxins of our most enlightened factories.
My clinical experience suggests that when the physician's hand is replaced by the manufacturer's vat, the resulting contagion is far more difficult to wash away than the simple fevers of the old hospital wards.
What is treated as common sense - the inevitability of plastic and chemical progress - is actually the hegemonic mask for a system that maintains its dominance by colonizing the very biological functions of the subaltern classes.
We calculate the risk of particles we cannot see and ignore the infinite consequence of a world where the smallest cradle is no longer a sanctuary from the vast, indifferent forces of our own making.
Everywhere I travel, from the markets of the Maghreb to the far reaches of China, I see that people trade their health for shiny trinkets, yet never have I seen a people so wealthy they poison their own offspring.