Could this be a parallel issue today–?
Confession: I watch with unease our growing obsession with purebred ingredients. Unease, I say—not because healthy eating is a bad trend; on the contrary, it’s a beautiful, valid, necessary corrective for this herd of overfed, overindulged, lazy Americans—myself included. What I’m concerned about is the unfortunate side effect: the politically correct right and determination to eat only what I feel like eating, and turn up my nose at everything I consider subpar.
If you don’t serve me the best, the most kosher, I am entitled to preach the gospel: to tell you to your face exactly how bad it is for me, and the healthier way I would have made it. I will tell others what you served me, and snicker.
Premise 1: Nowadays, what we eat is again becoming more important than how we love.
I notice the lines are no longer drawn along “wholesome” and “unwholesome,” but along the strictest standards of quality and snobbery. Apples are no longer good enough unless they are organic. Eggs are no longer good enough unless they are EB. Water is no longer good enough unless it is treated, purified.
What did Paul mean when he said Eat whatever is put before you without raising questions of conscience?
Now what do you make of that?