For me, a trip to the grocery store is like a trip to prison. Think about it: the sterile lighting, tile floors, the metal bars of shopping cars trapping hapless kids while their moms trade organic produce for cigarettes. OK, so not the last thing. But plenty of weird drugs are involved.
Metaphors aside, when I heard that Whole Foods has vowed to stop peddling goods created by prisoners, I had two thoughts: A.) Wow, I was weirdly spot on, and B.) When the fuck did Whole Foods start getting convicts to make their "wholesome" goods? As it turns out, many of our national supermarkets have been hawking foods -- specifically, in WF's case, goat cheese -- farmed by the very hands that (possibly) killed another human in cold blood.