Saturday, June 03, 2006

So What If I WANT To Be A Giant Lardass?

More Government Meddling


It’s been a little while, but I think that my head is actually coming back up to speed this morning. My regular readers know what I mean by “up to speed”—what I call “orbital rotational velocity.”

Take a look at this Washington Times article:

The federal government wants smaller portion sizes at restaurants and nutritional information listed on menus.

As Americans eat more food away from home, the Food and Drug Administration said yesterday the nation's 900,000 restaurants needed to take the lead in cutting fat and the agency laid out ways to help people manage their intake of calories.

"We must take a serious look at the impact these foods are having on our waistlines," said Penelope Slade Royall, director of the health promotion office at the Department of Health and Human Services.

Dammit, but I want the Department of Health and Human Services to keep their red ink stained, paper shuffling, stupid assed socialist elitist hands off of the restaurant menus.

What ever happened to something called consumer choice?

Yes, I agree that the portions at places like Outback Steakhouse (where I generally refuse to eat) actually are HUMONGOUS, but I also have to ask: What the heck business is it of the GOVERNMENT what size the pork chop or pile of “blooming onion” is on MY plate.

After all…it still is MY plate, isn’t it—at least as long as I continue to sit inside the restaurant?

And after all…I’m paying for the giant portion of FOOD on MY plate with MY MONEY, aren’t I.

By MY MONEY, I mean what MONEY that I have left over after the aforementioned GOVERNMENT—you the know—the GOVERNMENT that now wants to limit the amount of food on my plate—lets me keep AFTER TAXES.

Isn’t that special.

The GOVERNMENT, after taking MONEY out of my pocket for the past 30 years, now also wants to start taking the actual FOOD off of my table.

When will this kind of crap ever end—GOVERNMENT intervention—I mean?

Next thing you know, they'll be coming to your house and installing locks on the door of the oven and fridge with a bar code scanner that won't let you cook or other wise consume more than a predetermined number of calories each day.

Then the government will want to send auditors to your house and they'll fine you or put you in jail for eating too much or eating unapproved diets.

Screw this type of crap, is anyone but me going to speak up?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I for one certainly support your right to be a Giant Lardass, and mine too.