What on Earth is happening onĀ product warning labels?
It was the badger that sent meĀ down a rabbit hole. Why a Woolworths strawberry yoghurt bar would proudly proclaim that it was ābadger-friendlyā was anyoneās guess. But it had me looking more closely at the packaging on other products in an exercise that was good neither for me nor the product.
Take my daily moisturiser as an example. Made by Dermalogica, it boasts ā48 hoursā of moisture protection. Which would be fantastic, if it didnāt instruct me to apply ātwice a dayā. In genuine confusion, I approached my wife, whom I consider to be an expert on all household skincare products, which includes moisturisers in a subcategory. She was as unhelpful as my daughter, who muttered something inaudible, but which included the word āmenā, accompanied by a shaking of her head.
I was none the wiser.
So, I did what any sensible, self-respecting adult would do. I turned to the only place where truth and sanity still exist ā the internet comment section. After 15 minutes, three conspiracy theories and one unsolicited skincare regimen involving goat placenta, I emerged even more confused but now deeply moisturised. But the madness didnāt end there.
Next on my forensic audit of consumer packaging was a bag of mixed nuts, unsalted, because apparently I care about my blood pressure now. The front declared, āMay contain traces of nuts.ā Which felt less like a warning and more like a philosophical riddle. Was I holding Schrƶdingerās almonds? If itĀ mayĀ contain nuts, and itās literallyĀ a bag of nuts: is this a cry for help from the person writing the label?
Then thereās my shower wash. A product I have been using for years, mostly as directed, and which, recently, I noticed carries the solemn instruction, āFor external use only.ā This struck me as both reasonable and deeply worrying.
Because until that moment, it had never occurred to me that someone, somewhere, might have tried to drink it. Or perhaps use it as a colonic rinse. Iām not sure which horrified the manufacturer more, but it clearly felt the need to make it known that shampoo isnāt, under any circumstances, a smoothie.
And then theĀ piĆØce de rĆ©sistance: a frozen pizza box that instructed consumers to āRemove pizza from box before placing in ovenā. Which, I would argue, removes the last sliver of natural selection from the modern food chain. If youāre putting cardboard in an oven, nature has tried to warn us.
Honestly, we used to worry about small print hiding nasty surprises. Now, the big print is more alarming. I havenāt even mentioned the bottle of āstill waterā that helpfully states, āContains water.ā Thank you. That clears it right up.
At this point, Iāve stopped reading ingredients altogether. I just scan for helpful phrases like, āDoes not contain uranium,ā or āBadger-neutralā.
I dream of simpler times, when a tin of tuna said ātunaā and we all just⦠believed it. In the meantime, Iām launching my own range of products. Hereās the label on my first item: artisanal steam, small batch, locally exhaled āHowardās hand-harvested HāOā.
- Gluten-free (obviously)
- Homeopathically enriched
- Badger-indifferent
- 100% irony-infused
- Pairs well with existential dread
Serving suggestion: read the label, question everything and, most importantly, moisturise twice daily.
Text |Ā Howard FeldmanĀ
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