A few weekends ago I made the four-hour drive from my hometown of Madison, Wisconsin to Northfield, Minnesota to visit my best friend. As I drove mindlessly past the cornfields of anywhere-that’s-not-a-city, Wisconsin, across the Mississippi River, I didn’t even pause to think about the passing scenery. It wasn’t until the sky began to darken, and I passed a large building that I really noticed my surroundings: the building I passed was clearly labeled Monsanto.
I think a lot of the confusion over GMOs comes from a lack of understanding within the public. My view of GMOs was marred by years of science fiction tales and growing up in a hippie town. Part of my hesitation came from the idea of big food companies messing with my food. When I thought of GMOs and gene modification, I used to picture something like the rasquat Jackson created in the first season of “Gilmore Girls,” a cross between a raspberry and kumquat. Not only are GMOs all over, so are warnings about the evil that is Monsanto. Yet I still felt like I didn’t have any factual knowledge on what GMO actually means.
When I finally took the time to research and understand exactly what it means for a crop to be genetically modified, the idea became a little less scary.
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