Indeed. About a decade and a half ago I went backpacking, which plucked me out of my western European reality for a few months. When I returned, I was very sho

Indeed. About a decade and a half ago I went backpacking, which plucked me out of my western European reality for a few months. When I returned, I was very shocked every time I walked into any convenience store for a snack to realise that these places pretty much exclusively sold nothing but sugary, nutritionally void garbage wrapped in plastic. If there was a deli, the food products were the lowest imaginable quality. At that moment it felt like a very large and problematic social addiction. I'd normalised this all my life.