Plaza 900 and Dirt-Eating

Today, my man Brady took Eric Moore and me into his residence hall cafeteria for lunch.  Plaza 900 on Mizzou's campus is this huge, all-you-can-eat restaurant that makes me feel old as dirt.  When I studied at the university, you maybe had two choices, and they were both bad.  This place must have had 900 choices, and they all looked pretty good.  I told Brady, "I wonder what my friends in Haiti would think of a place like this.  They would be blown away." Read this article about poverty in Haiti.  The prices of dirt are rising.  How can we stuff ourselves and not care?