Candy Land:The True, Tragic Tale Of History's Most Delicious Genocide

The residents of candy land liked to think that their quiet sugary utopia was a safehaven for all candy kind. A place in which the denizens were not judged by the color of their coating but by the content of their artificially sweetened cores. Candy land prided itself on it's civility and sense of justice, being ruled by a wise although later on incestually produced candy aristocracy.
You can ask anyone if they know of candy land and they will immediately shout back "Yes of course!" and spout multiple incoherent claims through a torrent of nostalgic tears. However this love of "The Nation of Candy" brings about a question that many are too afraid to answer, or maybe to ashamed of their barbarism to respond to.
"Why still eat candy?" Many people are able to acknowedge the existence of a candy society while devouring what might as well be the stringy(yet delicious) spinal chord of Lord Licorice himself. Now I realize that visual was grotesque, but let it only magnify the social ills that plague our society and the true savage nature of our people. Would you feel comfortable eating a hot dog if it showed you pictures of it's grand children first?
Candy Land's tragic descent into the refugee camp it is today would start in 1949 when the game hit shelves. The nation of candy land was devastated by the industrial revolution, as their people were now being genetically engineered by the thousands only to be sent to their doom in the homes of the average American family.Representatives of Candy Land, after failing to have a cease fire recognized by the united nations would approach marketing executives with what would become one of the worlds least successfull propoganda campaigns of all time. Creating a simple game portraying the denizens of candy land in a glorious monarchal light, The plan was simple, it would garner respect and support through slanted imagery and a simplistic quest to move from one end of candy land to the other. Thus candy land was born,and for a moment, the residents of the confectionary commune's eyes glazed over with hope(go back and re-read that sentence if you can still read this one. It means your mind hasn't been blown yet)But this hope would prove a false one, as the barbaric attacks on candy land only increased tenfold as candy production sky rocketed upon release of the game. Citizens were pulled from their homes and cut to pieces, brutally beaten, and viciously raped(All but the last assisting the process of packaging the candy)
Candy Land became a shanty town, harboring the last war torn refugees of the once proud kingdom. The residents eventually became so fearful that they refused all access from the outside world, soon falling victim to cannibalism and incest, from which the character "Gloppy the molasses monster" was born. Candy land has lived on as a broken shadow of the glorious empire it once was, just recently being devastated by an expiditionary force led by Dora The Explorer in 2003, her new world diseases and foreign influence decimating 70% of the remaining population. So please, for the love of god think twice before you support the candy industry,now armed with the knowledge of knowing those whose lives you are affecting.Ask your local candy vendor before purchasing sweets, because your licorice isn't red due to Amaranth FD&C Red No. 2, it's red with the blood of innocents.