Chick-fil-A opened a restaurant in Fort Collins, Colo. As a promotion, it promised free chicken sandwiches for a year. That prize would go to the first 100 customers. More than 100 people camped out to get the prize. They remained outside the restaurant even though it was snowing. A blizzard dropped 17 inches. And still people stayed, surviving with propane heaters and hot chocolate provided by the restaurant.
Yes, I know, I should have been one of more than 100 people waiting. It's for free chicken sandwiches for a year after all. I might have had to clime over the frozen bodies of those in front of me, but man, them chicken sandwiches...
In all seriousness, prosperity changes our connection to food. Food is food to anyone who don't have enough of it, but it is organic, local, trans-fat, complex carbohydrate, make my ass get big thing to those who have plenty. I understand that these differences do exist. But they become important only when you are wealthy enough to have plenty of food. To the poor and the hungry, it's not important that the food is organic or local or trans-fat free. They don't have that luxury.
Those who waited in front of Chick-fil-A were dead serious and maybe desperate for free food. I'm sure some of them were only there for the "fun" of it or shortening their lives eating poorly. But anyone who waits for free food - of any kind - in a blizzard has my respect. Shame on NPR for implying that they might be a little nuts. Some of them need help. (shame on me too for making fun of them above, but I'm no National Public Radio).
