How Terrible is Poverty?
I’m a small-town forensic doctor. Let me tell you a story about a peasant woman who couldn’t bring herself to throw away flour contaminated with pesticide. She made steamed buns with it, and her husband died after eating them. Still unwilling to toss it, she made dumplings, and her daughter died. Even then, she didn’t discard it and fed it to the cow—which also died.
