Many people cannot tell the difference between these things, but it is very important.

What unfolded between McCormick and Watkins is a snapshot of a larger

tension between what is legal and what feels fair.

McCormick insists it followed the rules: the weight is printed,

the label is accurate, regulators are satisfied.

Yet Watkins’ clear containers, revealing their contents honestly at a glance,

cast a harsher light on opaque boxes that look fuller than they are. The law may recognize

disclosures in fine print; consumers often recognize only what their eyes first register.

This is why the case resonates beyond the spice aisle.

It forces a reckoning with how companies

design packaging in a world where attention is fleeting and habits guide most purchases.

When visual impressions quietly overpower facts, the line between smart marketing and manipulation blurs.

In the long run, every hidden reduction carries a cost that no label can offset: the slow, quiet draining of trust.

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