. . . but FOUR WIVES concludes with a bogus argument that the bottle is better than the breast. After four bawling baby girls scream their lungs out during a wedding ceremony for mothers' milk, their moms rush upstairs to mollify them with a fake substitute. This blatant Product Placement by the Big Formula Industry soon would lead to legions of Rosie Riveters pouring their rivers of natural vaccines down industrial toilets in order to become "working moms" and bring home the sort of bacon lethal to babies. This travesty of "bottle fed" babes has continued the four score and two years until Today, leaving Humanity a pale imitation of its former robust, mammalian self. The only assurance that the current artificially-nursed pandemic-prone generation has about the Future is that their descendants (if any) will be even more sickly, infertile and weak than they themselves, thanks to Big Formula and other forms of pervasive Plastic.
Review of Four Wives
