homoginization of butter flavoring

once while walking through DFW, I ran into Fabio. Well not really ran into, but his golf cart almost ran me over. It was the weirdest thing, he was the passenger and was on high alert (maybe red or yellow what ever the highest is). The gold cart was adorned with hanging tassels from where the windshield would be all the way to the back. The whole time I was waiting and wishing for that bird to hit him in the nose. He still pushes that chemical spread we use for buttering our corn and fists with right?