Melamine

Koreans are really mad about China right now with this whole Melamine crisis. None of the stuff has made its way to Korea just yet, but most people I talk to seem to think either it's already here and undiscovered, or it will be soon. Originally, I thought the anger was misplaced as I thought the whole milk contamination thing was accidental, but apparently it wasn't: milk suppliers in China (and Vietnam) found out it was more profitable to water down their milk and add some poison (Melamine fools protein level verification tests) than to simply supply real milk.

Anyway it's the hot topic here right now. Coming in at a close second is the suicide of a famous Korean TV star, a story that even reached CNN's front webpage yesterday.

The Melamine has benefitted me in a small way; stores are having a hell of a time selling off their made-in-china milk products, most specifically ice cream bars and other tasty frozen goodies. So, I am taking gratuitous advantage of the 300won ice cream bars on sale at every corner store in Seoul.

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Anonymous said…
Ahhhhh! What are you doing! Stop eating Chinese milk products, for %$&^s sake. Here's the story abut South Korea from CTV.

http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20081004/korea_melamine_081004/20081004?hub=Health
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