PerezHilton.com reports that John Mayer’s team has announced the singer wouldn’t be finishing his European tour as he fell victim to diarrhea.
Sources are reporting that John allegedly fled from his tour due to a case of food poisoning. Supposedly, John spent the night on the john after he ate something nasty at the catering table in Copenhagen. This "intestinal illness" was allegedly painful enough for John to request to return home.
Do they not have Pepto-Bismol in Denmark? If we were his tour promoters, we’d be pissed at his shiz! That’s a lot of a money lost over the squirts.
I know a lot of people who have to make everything about them, but this seems extreme.
In some of the worst risk communication ever, and which will surely be documented in some crisis book thingy or Powerpoint top-10 slides for decades, BP CEO Tony Hayward demonstrated an ability to make the Gulf of Mexico oil somehow about him.
“I want my life back,” video clip is below. So is the one of Hayward impersonating Napolean’s food safety guru.
“I’m sure they were genuinely ill, but whether it had anything to do with dispersants and oil, whether it was food poisoning, or some other reason for them being ill. You know, there’s a– food poisoning is a really big issue when you’ve got a concentration of this many people in ten pre-cabs, ten pre-accommodations. It’s something we have to be very, very mindful of. It’s one of the big issues of keeping the army operating. Armies march on their stomachs.”
Ouest France reports that during the night between Friday and Saturday, the passengers on a school charter bus originating in Lot and traveling on the highway between Le Mans and Tours were stricken with malaise (they barfed a lot).
The bus stopped in Dissay-sous-Courcillon and several emergency vehicles were deployed around 2 a.m. Thirty-nine people, of which six were chaperons, were hospitalized in Le Mans. Twenty-two children were victims of food poisoning. At 10 a.m. Saturday, only one girl was still kept for observation.
I toddled off to Paris for a romantic weekend back in early March and what a culinary mistake that was.
On the very last evening of my trip I started with a fever, then sickness, and didn’t have a clue what was wrong with me until my boyfriend said it was food poisoning.
As it turns out I’ve never really experienced proper food poisoning before, this was a killer. I couldn’t walk, started to hallucinate, was violently sick (and the other end), and to top it all off I kept passing out!
After somehow making it to the airport, I don’t remember getting there, or boarding the plane or the actual flight. I do however remember continually passing out and wanting to curl up on a cold floor to sleep for a very long time.
The next five days are a blur, plenty of doctors, lots of drugs, the loss of 12lbs, no food, more sleep than ever before, and the diagnosis of Campylobacter enteritis. This was the killer!
It’s the middle of April and I feel like I’ve lost a whole month of my life from eating a piece of diseased chicken whilst on the Champs Elysee in glorious Paris. Maybe I’ll have a romantic weekend in Scarborough next time.
"Becoming ‘bulletproof’ on food safety will allow us to continue to use China for primary processing and manage the risk to our businesses and brands. An important aspect of food safety is traceability in the supply chain — an area we remain keenly focused on continuing to improve. …
“Consumers are focused on food safety and have expressed concerns about food labelled ‘Product of China.’ We do a lot of primary processing in China because the costs are substantially lower than anywhere else. We have worked hard in establishing a procurement structure that allows us to be confident in our quality, no matter where the primary processing is done.
"In many cases, moving the primary processing to another developing country does not solve the problem, and moving it to North America or industrialized Europe would increase costs significantly at a time when consumers are searching for value."
The story goes on to say, and I’m not making this up, the tagline for the iconic Captain High Liner, a seafarer who introduces a young boy to frozen fish in the company’s ads, would likely be stuck in the collective conscious of a generation of Canadians now approaching middle age.
About six years ago I was flying from Toronto to Ottawa and after a particularly turbulent morning ride, I was looking a little green. Although the plane was preparing to land, the steward said, ‘you gotta go, you gotta go,’ so I experienced landing while kneeling at the airplane’s plastic throne.
Los Angeles Fire Department spokesman Cecil Manresa said,
Los Angeles city paramedics and personnel from the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention boarded the Boeing 747 after it landed. It took about 20 minutes to determine that the passenger was not contagious, Manresa said.
"He had some kind of stomach ailment or food poising issue, and it was not a virus [or] an infectious disease," he said.
Manresa said that city paramedics, and not the CDC, generally respond when airline passengers complain of illness. But the unidentified man must have told the airplane’s crew something to make them think that his condition was more severe, he said.