it's what's for dinner

It's what's for dinner, and you're going to eat it young man, or else!

Or else what mom?

Or else you're going to get slapped! Don't give me that talk.

Okay mom.

And that's the story of how Beef came to be "what's for dinner." Not to say you or I had any say on the matter. I am sure there's at least a few vegetarians in this audience who would have some issue with the subject (or some beef with the beef:) but, well, you didn't have any say in the matter either, now did you?

You probably thought it was the work of some Meat Advisory Board too, didn't you? Thought there was some cow-herding conspiracy out to determine what was for dinner (doesn't anyone care what's for lunch?). But you've been watching too many conspiracy spewing movies lately. You should really go back to watching government propaganda films from the cold war, much more refreshing as you know they are trying to force something down your throat, but by now it's all so hilariously out of date you'll know better.

At least I hope you will.

By the way, you should know better than to read these pieces and not send me a check for $25.

(Doesn't hurt to try, does it?)