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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

But it's really GREAT shit, Mrs. Pressky.
Posted by Jill | 5:42 AM
Ew.
Japanese researcher Mitsyuki Ikeda has come up with perhaps the greenest alternative to the livestock industry yet: he's engineered fake meat from human feces. Ikeda's artificial meat is made from extracting lipids and protein from "sewage mud," combining these lipids with a reaction enhancer and putting the whole thing in an exploder to combine it. Steak sauce and soy sauce add saltiness and a dash of umami to the fake meat.

Mitsyuki Ikeda's fake meat from human feces may not float your proverbial boat, but it's an innovative form of food production that reuses one of the most renewable substances on the planet. Ikeda notes that the "burgers" are low in fat and, because they don't rely on livestock, won't raise carbon emissions or waste.

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3 Comments:
Anonymous Anonymous said...
Don't worry , we'll come to this in time.....and like it...thanks to climate change and Mickey D's...

Blogger Pangolin said...
This couldn't possibly be cheaper than feeding people any number of high protein fungi that grow readily on cellulose.

Strictly done for shock value. Shoddy entertainment like claims that vegetables can be grown in skyscrapers.

Suuure, if you don't mind paying $50 for a small salad.

Blogger The New York Crank said...
I'm not going to eat any of that human waste crap. I'm waiting until Wednesday, because Wednesday is Soylant Green Day.

Yours crankily,
The New York Crank