The Exploited Tomato


I am here to stand up for the tomato!  The tomato has no voice but has a right to be heard.  I just think it is unfair the way some farmers are treating their tomatoes, and if nobody says anything, this practice will continue while we turn a blind eye.

Before I get to the tomato, I want to take a minute to describe a lady I saw at Whole Foods Market the other day.  She was in the organic section poking and prodding various vegetables with her experienced and discriminating fingers.  She was made up from head to toe.  Her hair was doing some amazing yet unnatural gymnastics on top of her head, held up by some powerful chemical compounds.  Her fake eyelashes fluttered giving life to a face that had obviously been nipped and tucked to a point where it had a motionless statue like quality.  In her basket were several vitamins, some anti-wrinkle cream, and a case of Slim Fast.  I marveled at the lengths this woman had gone to keep herself looking young.  I imagine she was not above Botox injections, human growth hormone treatments, antibiotics, or anything else that might give her an advantage.   She was fighting valiantly against the aging process and I respected her for the effort.  Then she picked up the tomato.

The tomato looked sad.  I think it knew that it did not look as good as its non organic peers.  It had been denied the opportunity to live the type of life the woman had.  No hormones to help it grow big and strong.  No chemicals or fertilizers that, like our multi vitamins, ensure it will have the nutrients it needs.  No pesticides or herbicides that would have helped fight off the invaders that caused the ugly scars and cost the lives of some of his tomato friends.

What an interesting and unfair dichotomy this was.  The most inorganic and unnatural looking woman using every resource at her disposal to fight aging, which is one of the most natural human processes, holding and valuing a tomato because it was organic.  This tomato was the epitome of everything this woman was not, and it just seemed so ironic and sad.

I say it is time we either allow our tomato brothers and sisters to have the same standard of living as we do, or join then in living naturally.  Since I know the latter is impossible, I feel compelled to speak for those with no voice.  I speak for the tomato!

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    • Faisal Al-Khalidi
    • March 3rd, 2010

    This is probably one of my favorites!

    • Kris
    • March 3rd, 2010

    You are such a nerd. A tomatoe nerd. Tomatoes in South America seem to experience zero chemical or surgical age defying envy. I took a survey of the tomatoes nearest to me and they seemed happy as could be. Their spanish was perfect and they can salsa like they were born to do it.

    • This is currently the best comment I have seen! You are Hilarious! “They can salsa like they were born to do it.” Classic!

    • Pa
    • March 3rd, 2010

    And the cabbage, corn, potatoes, broccoli, cauliflower, peaches, raspberries cherries, and apples!

    • Lui S.
    • March 4th, 2010

    ur post made me think of Pablo Neruda’s “Ode to the Tomatoe” (you should pratice your spanish n read it here: http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/97399-Pablo-Neruda-Oda-al-Tomate … or hear it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjmbTHF_wj0)

    • Brandon C.
    • March 4th, 2010

    Tim
    I feel as though you have to much time on your hands. You seem to be slipping into some Dr. Seussian world, and in this world you are the Lorax. you speak for the trees (or tomatos)

    • Now you made me write about time!

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