is a terrific TV show, maybe the best currently in production. It is also -- and this is a crucial point here -- a work of fiction.
So when ice-cold badass Gus Fring smuggles meth inside buckets of batter for his fried-chicken empire, the proper response is 1) to applaud the brilliance of his gambit and 2) to note the subtle social commentary that for all our hand-wringing about drugs, our nation's true addiction is to fast food while 3) remembering that this is not the product of a criminal mastermind, but TV writers in a room.
For the improper response, we look to an unnamed Mexican national busted a few days ago for trying to smuggle $140,000 worth of meth across the California border. Tell us, Fox 10 Phoenix, (via Eater) where this man had hidden said meth
Officers foiled an alleged drug smuggling attempt at the San Ysidro Port of Entry [after] discovering methamphetamine hidden inside cans of jalapeños and cheese sauce, U.S. Customs and Border Protection officers announced Wednesday.
...The CBP officer x-rayed the canned goods that appeared abnormal and found a package in each container, Cima said. According to agents, the packages totaled seven pounds of methamphetamine worth an estimated $140,000.
And what, Customs and Border Protection officials, does seven pounds of math covered in cheese sauce look like?
Once again, when it comes to a TV show about a high-school chemistry teacher turned drug-dealer, life should not imitate art. Unless someone, preferably locally, who wants to found a chain of Los Pollos Hermanos fried-chicken joints. That would be awesome.