Have a Coke and a Smile
In fact..have as large of a Coke as you want! Yep, Truth, Justice, and even that AWOL bugger Common Sense, have actually prevailed keeping the American Way in tact.
Oh, what am I talking about? Yeah. Sorry.
In case you didn’t hear Mayor Bloomberg and the Self-Appointed Food Police LOST! http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424127887323826704578354543929974394.html
Thereby ensuring those in the Big Apple can continue their daily lives without having to purchase 2 Cokes instead of just 1. But, Bloomberg says: “It would be irresponsible not to try to do everything we can to save lives.”
Really? Ahhh….no he didn’t!
We got real problems in this country concerning ‘weapons’ a lot stronger than cans of Coke. How ’bout we tackle those and then maybe one day I’ll consider letting the government tell me how much soda I can drink in any one sitting. Until then, we’re all free to guzzle as much as we want.
Bloomberg and the Self-Appointed Food Police scream that they’re only trying to help!
Nah, they’re only trying to dictate. It’s good that there’s at least one judge in the country unwilling to let them.
Bloomberg and the Self-Appointed Food Police scream that we, as a nation, are FAT! We’re O-freakin-bese! Lard asses!
Whatever. Look, if, as a nation, one of our biggest complaints truly IS that we’re ‘too fat’…then ain’t we fuckin’ lucky? What a complaint, huh? I Have TOO MUCH To Eat. As my mother would have told you; There are children starving to death in the world…so finish your dinner!
I would think a bigger more urgent national complaint might be; I don’t have a job! Or I haven’t had a raise in years! Or Holy shit! Have you seen the price of home heating oil? Or That son-of-bitch Uncle Sam snatched more money outta my crappy paycheck! Or…ya know…anything along those lines, actually. But, what the fuck do I know?
No, we’re ‘fat’, that’s the big complaint.
When I was in high school…30 years ago (ouch)….no one was ‘fat’ we were all busy being ‘anorexic’. Bummer, huh? I mean ya can’t make the Self-Appointed Food Police happy no matter what. You’re either too thin or too fat, too tall or too short, too inactive, hell you can’t even breathe right! What’s wrong with you?!
BTW, these same Self-Appointed Food Police never seem to raise an eyebrow over something like; food. You know, where it comes from, how it’s processed, and how arrives on your table. Nope, hardly ever hear them raising a hoot-n-holler over, say, Monsanto and all of it’s….ah…’business practices’. Never heard them drop a dime in a tin cup for Farm Aid. Never heard them say anything like; Hey! What are you putting in that hamburger? Is that pink slime? Hormones? Hey! What is that shit?
If they really wanted to ‘help’ and do some good for the country’s eating habits, don’t you think they might start with things like that? Ya know, instead of how much Coke you personally may consume in one container.
Oh, that probably brings us to our next topic; New Pope but…it’s time to go to work. Guess we’ll have to talk about that later. In the meantime…that Great American Institution knowing as Coca-Cola is safe and I am happy. Yeah, that’s probably the ONLY company I would ever throw buckets of money at to keep it from going under. They wouldn’t even have to pay me back.