Amazon isn’t just delivering your toilet paper anymore—it’s shipping dangerous snacks. Last month, they recalled a batch of their private-label trail mix because it contained undeclared milk. Great if you’re lactose-tolerant, terrifying if you’re not. (Hey, Bezos, maybe add a “sniff test” feature to Alexa?)
What’s ironic is that Amazon’s whole pitch is convenience. You click, you get. But when a recall hits, their system feels about as nimble as a delivery van stuck in Covent Garden traffic. They send an email, you check your pantry, and suddenly you’re playing Russian roulette with your granola.
