

Why would anyone assume we won’t know what’s in lab grown meat? If we make it, we will know.
Also, it’s pretty hilarious to watch people suddenly freak out about not knowing what they’re eating. People try foreign foods all the time without knowing what’s in them. I’ve had servers who didn’t know ranch dressing contained mayo. Can you name every ingredient in tiramisu, or bouillabaisse, or penang curry? You wouldn’t think twice about eating those.
Humans have always understood our experience through stories and myths. Literally every civilization throughout history has them. It’s the people who refuse to consume any fiction that I don’t understand. Even when a story is entirely fictional, surely there is still meaning in metaphor and juxtaposition and human understanding to be found.