Posted by
Mel1234567 on Thursday, February 10, 2011 8:12:04 PM
The food police, they live inside my head
The food police, they come to me in my bed
The food police they’re coming to arrest me, oh no….
I love a really tasty martini – none of those I-heart-you, candy-flavored tinis – a true Rat Pack, James Bond in “Dr. No” martini. I prefer mine with a twist of lemon (not a green olive fan). Serve me a plate of cheesy, jalapeño-laden nachos or a bushel of steamed Maryland blue crabs covered in Old Bay seasoning and I’m your friend for life. Sounds indulgent, but I’m a believer in moderation. I’m a bit of a contradiction, I suppose. I love nachos, while I don’t eat beef, pork, chicken or drink cow’s milk. I’m not a big fan of chocolaty desserts and I do exercise fairly regularly. I miss a week of yoga and I don’t beat myself up. How do I know when I’ve gone too far? I listen to my body. It puts a strategically-placed whitehead or two on my face or if I’m burning the candle at both ends, I feel the lethargy. I fall behind in my day planner for a couple of weeks or let a friend down and my twinge of guilt becomes an eruption only rivaled by that of Mt. St. Helens in 1980 (I’m Catholic, so maybe the guilt thing gives me a slight signaling advantage over others).
Michelle Obama wants to lead the charge in creating a healthier America. This is a wonderful cause, in my opinion, as obesity is a legitimate problem in this Country. I just don’t want the government to tell us how we can serve our food. Get the word out, support the cause, Obama family. Don’t pass legislation and, as long as it’s not poison, don’t tell private food manufacturers how to season their food. We all know that the healthier foods in the grocery store are on the perimeter and that the salt- and sugar-added, processed foods are down the aisles – duh, as my kids would say. We live in a fast food, hurry up society and eating on the run is the American way. There’s soccer practice, Girl Scouts, the late business meetings – I get it, I live it. I also know that the government is not my parent. If people have a change of heart about eating healthier, the economic rules of supply and demand will follow and bags of Doritos will be replaced with bags of Baked Doritos or veggie chips quicker than a bad 20-something drama on The CW. Authors, dieticians, scientists and the like have spent years writing and studying the affects of natural and manmade consumables on the body. Thousands have backed the various findings. Read and educate yourself, discuss it with your doctor, then decide what’s best for you. The last time I checked, that is still my right, right?
My health is a private matter between me and my doctor. He and I know what’s best for me. He didn’t spend 14 plus years in medical school to be able to pick up babes by bragging that he’s a doctor. “But there are people who can’t afford to go to the doctor, even for the annual check up”. Let’s save Obamacare for another post. You have a brain. If you’re 5’3” and 310 pounds, you know intellectually that you should eat a salad more times than not. No, you shouldn’t be taunted or made to feel like less of a person for being overweight. Maybe you just don’t have the willpower or maybe you just don’t want to crunch on a bowl of radicchio. Not my call. Whichever the case, do you really want someone on Capitol Hill telling you what you can and cannot eat and how much? This is the land of freedom, after all. Because as humans we have instincts that are common to all, private businesses from psychologists to fitness instructors, to dieticians, to Jenny Craig have methods for dealing with the maladies that affect human survival. We all have shortcomings and weaknesses (see mine above). If we fall far enough from the top, we’ll instinctually seek these resources out to get back to our former selves or a better version thereof. If we don’t know better, that’s what social programs are truly for – for the ones that simply do not have the mental and material resources to pull themselves up – but most of us don’t fall into that category. For most of us, we choose whether or not to observe that.
Scientific studies have shown that a healthy lifestyle is not only good for our physical health, but our emotional health as well. These promote a happier life and in today’s world, we could all use a little more of that. Let’s promote a life of fewer cases of cancer, childhood obesity, and other afflictions. Those in a position of power should use it as such to promote well-being – not legislate it. Put a little love in your heart and a little warm, thick clam chowder in my belly. By the way, if anyone knows of a great canned clam chowder besides Chunky brand, let me know. The last time I had it, it sucked – it’s now watery and salt free!