Fastidious taste makes enjoyment a struggle.
I'm the first one out on the dance floor. In college I had to take jazz, ballet and tap dancing, but, before that, it was just social.
When I was in the California legislature in the '80s, the organic growers, who were sort of the small hippie farmers in those days, brought it to my attention that there were no regulations on organic labeling. In essence, anybody could just grow a thing any way they wanted and put 'organic' on it.
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