Talking to a an old Meat Hauler. Trust me I saw enough Guts and crap going out in Tankers for Fertilizer that even I hated to eat Beef for a while. Then I got to thinking either I eat it or I am going to be out of a JOB. Also kinda hard to get an Appitate when you see how some of what we eat IS ACTUALLY MADE.
At least the fertilizer is processed naturally so that we get good food from it.
One day, when I was taking US History, our professor read the chapter on sausage making from Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle. The description of the process was not appetizing. For the fullest effect, he should have asked the college’s dietitian to serve sausage at lunch that day (the class met just before lunch).
I dug up my 1996 ERG and found that back then 1255 was the number for petroleum naphtha. It looks like it was one of those placard numbers purged about a decade ago. So much for the theory that it was a placard for an inferior wine.