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March 31, 2008

You may know by now that I work as a writer for hotels.com. One of my favorite parts of my job is researching what to do once you get to a city. It may be the obsessive planner in me, since I take great pleasure in researching everything about a city that I'm personally planning to visit. I want to make sure I experience everything, from touristy attractions to destinations only locals know about, and the fact that I get to do this for a job is kind of mind-blowing to me.

When researching local city charms, I sometimes come across very, um, interesting attractions. Most destinations are normal -- expected, even -- such as Washington D.C.'s International Spy Museum (which I plan to visit in May) or New York City's Times Square, which I trekked to for the first time just last month.

But in Dublin, Ohio, they do things differently. Sure, the city hosts a wildly popular Irish Festival each August (the first weekend of the month, in case you'd like to plan on attending). And yes, it's only 10 miles from the Buckeyes' stomping grounds. But I'm positive unsuspecting tourists are surprised to drive past a field of concrete corn. No, really.

Concrete Cornfield in Dublin, Ohio
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Created from three different molds, each is six feet tall and designed using concrete. After staring at the picture for a while, thinking about what it must be like to wander amongst these larger-than-life vegetables (or are they fruits? Debate ensues.), I have to wonder who shucked them?

And if these were real, would one kernel be enough to fill a grown man's stomach? (If so, I think I might have just cured the world population's hunger problem. At 800 kernels per ear, we could feed an entire village for days on just one ear of corn. Genius!)

Concrete Cornfield in Dublin, Ohio - Up Close

(Though don't misunderstand me - if I ever make it to Dublin, Ohio, you can bet you'll find me here. I imagine I'll lay out a blanket, enjoy a picnic among the sculptures and nosh on - you guessed it - a buttery yellow cob.)

Comments

1

Wow, that is really cool! Where did you find this? I have a 300 dollar voucher for a plane ticket, I may need to just fly up to Dublin to see this and then return. The voucher expires in June and so I have to plan a trip soon!

2

All they can do is CORN? What about something more Irish?

Why do I have naughty thoughts when I look at that corn statue?

~Jef

3

Wait, you're coming to DC? Will I get to see you?

4

That's weird. It looks like a graveyard.

And no, I didn't know you write for hotels.com. Go you! Sounds like an awesome job.

5

I also thought it was an eary graveyard. Get it, eary?!? LOL!!

6

It looks like a cemetery full of petrified corn. How weird!

7

no doubt the cement version reminds one of how the real thing can make ones stomach feel.

I thought you might find this amusing...

http://www.thecuttingedgenews.com/index.php?page=44


Kicking the Fat Addiction
The Problem with Corn
Elizabeth Black March 31st 2008
Cutting Edge Contributor


Elizabeth Black
I believe corn will be our undoing. Don’t get me wrong, I love corn. No summer picnic would be complete without corn on the cob. A movie is not as satisfying without popcorn. And cornbread? Nobody makes a better cornbread from scratch than I do.
Corn is all-American, about as American as you can get. Native Americans introduced it to their European invaders back when they were still feeling friendly toward them. But corn may ultimately be our undoing. Or to be more precise, using corn for purposes for which it was not intended may be our undoing.
First, corn is force-fed to cattle in order to fatten them quickly. A cow’s digestive system is designed exclusively for grass. Corn causes them to bloat and makes them prone to infection. Hence, they must be given antibiotics to keep them disease-free until slaughtered, and hormones to speed the fattening process. Skipping past the troubling issues of unnecessary hormones and antibiotics, corn-fed beef is super high in fat content and is helping to clog our arteries. The other way corn is killing us is far more insidious: high fructose corn syrup (HFCS). This artificially produced super-goo, which exploded into our food supply in the 1980s, has become the sweetener of choice for the food industry, and it’s everywhere.
Go to your pantry and check out the labels. Soft drinks, fruit juice, breakfast cereal, peanut butter, jelly, mayonnaise, salad dressings, ketchup, pasta sauce, mustard, hot dogs, cookies, candy, potato chips, canned soup, crackers, cake, yogurt, pudding, pancake syrup, bacon, beer, macaroni and cheese, even some bread.
Furthermore, it exists in huge amounts in many of the products we consume daily. That “healthy” fruit-flavored yogurt you get your child to eat has loads of HFCS—sometimes the equivalent of 15 teaspoons of sugar —in one little container. And that “healthy” whole grain cereal is often coated with it. As for the 16 oz. can of cola, you are ingesting the equivalent of 45 teaspoons of sugar in the form of HFCS. Coincidentally, obesity rates began to skyrocket shortly after this substance was introduced into our food supply, according to reports.
What’s more, you’d be better off if that stuff in your soft drinks and peanut butter was genuine sugar. Sugar, bad as it is, is less harmful than HFCS, which some scientists say fails to truly satiate and therefore creates cravings as well as metabolizing more like fat than sugar. Some evidence suggests it is linked to Type 2 diabetes.
The children of America are consuming huge amounts of high fructose corn syrup. Nearly every “food” product advertised on children’s TV shows contains it—how we can allow the snack food industry to prey on our vulnerable young is beyond comprehension.
I’m making a prediction. Ten years from now, HFCS will no longer be in our food supply. It will have either been voluntarily withdrawn by the food industry, or the government—cities, states, and perhaps even federal—will have banned it. The city of San Francisco recently proposed a tax on beverages containing it. Jason’s Deli, a national chain, has pledged to take HFCS out of their offerings. They acknowledge it will be quite a challenge, but Jason’s is already serving Dublin Dr. Pepper, sweetened with cane sugar. And Juicy Juice fruit juice is HFCS-free. Their ads on children’s TV get the message across with a cartoon character doused in a disgusting sticky mess of goo.
Just as trans-fats—another substance created for the convenience and benefit of the food industry—are being phased out thanks to some gutsy cities, so too will be high fructose corn syrup. It was created to find a way to use up a vast surplus of corn produced by agribusiness, and because it was cheap (due to government subsidies for corn growers and high tariffs on imported sugar) as well as convenient—it’s easy to transport in tanker trucks and prolongs shelf life in food products. HFCS found its way into many products during the fat-free craze when to compensate in taste and texture manufacturers replaced fats with HFCS. Remember how everyone got fatter eating “fat-free” food? And now HFCS is firmly entrenched in the food supply, supported by a corn lobby that comes down hard on anyone who brings up the topic. I assure you I and my editors will hear from the corn lobby and their high-powered Washington representatives demanding retractions and qualifications as soon as this column hits the search engines.
I don’t want it to take 10 years for high fructose corn syrup to disappear from our food supply. We don’t have that time. Obesity and Type 2 diabetes are becoming epidemic in our precious young, the only generation who will have a shorter life expectancy than their parents’ generation. High fructose corn syrup is not the only thing making us fat. But it is a significant factor, and one that we can do something about.
And then there’s corn ethanol. . . Don’t get me started.
Award-winning writer Elizabeth Black is a columnist for the Lawrence Journal World in Lawrence Kansas.

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9

What an awesome job! I'm so very jealous. (I can imagine you come across some very "interesting" attractions in the course of your city research!) :)

10

I'm from Floresville, Texas, home of the world's largest peanut. Consequently, I appreciate this sort of thing :) Also, my dad used to be a corn farmer. That helps too.

11

oh. I thought they were giant asparagus, buried way underground.



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