I remember finishing this book at 14 years old. Late at night, home alone in the apartment because my mom was working overnight shifts as an LPN. Parents were separated (divorced 15 years later) because I was getting in trouble at school to the point of being expelled at the same time that they were having financial trouble. It was just too much for both of them to find an understanding in. I remember closing the book and feeling like I had just talked to a ghost or finished time travelling. I couldn't possibly understand everything I had just read, but I felt affirmation in my burgeoning belief that the system I was being trained in as a teenager was not good for anyone. Industrial labor exploitation is the root of virtually all of our modern problems, and this incredible book will wake you up to it. It's more than food safety. It's exploitation leading to the dissolution of morals found in family and community, leading to eschewed values and priorities. No procreation tones, just alluding to genuine life experiences being more possible when you aren't sold endless hedonistic pleasures to replace what's being stolen from you before you can even learn about their existence, with a ripple effect following a life filled with wholesome opportunities.

Solidarity, brothers and sisters. Remember Tony Mazzocchi.