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Eat me
August 28, 2008
I find myself questioning things more lately. Not the kind of questioning I did when I was a kid, like 'Why do I have to go to bed now?' Or "why can't I drive after midnight?" More and more, lately, I'm starting to question these things that everyone just accepts as a given. I think it's because more and more lately, I've come to distrust a lot of things I used to just accept. Weird stuff.
Have ya'll noticed how inundated we are with "health" messages? How no matter where you go, where you look, it's something else being hammered at us...."eat this, don't eat that, do this, don't do that..." and always, always always, that underlying message "OR ELSE YOU WILL DIE!" And what, really, has that accomplished?
We're an entire nation of people who are 1. afraid of our food 2. afraid of our bodies 3. afraid of the normal passage of time. We got teenagers who are so obsessed with food that they're either obese or starving themselves. We got women so terrified of breast cancer that to hear them talk, you'd think there were two time-bombs strapped to their chests. We got people so afraid of getting another year older they're willing to risk major surgery to look younger. We're afraid of just about damned near every mouthful of food we put in our mouths.
It hit me the other day. Vel said "Let's go get ice cream!" And one by one we all said what we'd been brainwashed to say/think: "All those calories!" "All that fat" "all that sugar" What the fuck!??! Nobody said "Yay! Ice cream! That stuff is so GOOD! It's delicious!" We're afraid of fucking ice cream.
We're afraid of steak on the grill. "Should we? Maybe we shouldn't eat so much meat. All that cholesterol! Isn't there something bad about grilling meat?"
We're fucking afraid of SUNSHINE, for fuck's sake! Not "It's a beautiful day! Let's go outside!" But "put on sunscreen, do you think I should wear long sleeves? Maybe it's too bright... we should just stay in side."
We're living these lives totally hemmed in by fear. We stress out over our weight, our hearts, our possibility of getting some dire dread disease. We obsess over this. and now we're being told...guess what? STRESS is the root of a lot of these diseases we're being warned about. It's linked to overweight, cancer, heart disease, stroke, depression...you name it.
Now think about that for a minnit: First, "they" (medical establishment, media, whatever) fill you with this absolute fear that something is gonna "get" ya. Then they tell ya, stress is making you sick.
Im fucking sick of being scared and scared of being sick.
As of this minnit, fuck it. I'm eating what I like, when I like. I'm not an idiot. I'm not gonna suddenly gorge myself on Krispy Kremes and wash it down with Mountain Dew. I have enough sense to know that I should eat "like a gorilla" (that's what one very sane and sensible dietician said recently..."eat like a gorilla...lots of fresh fruits and vegetables, fiber, water, a little meat now and then...") Im not going to worry about some tiny artery in my head exploding. I'm not going to obsess over every twinge and freckle. Fuck it. I'm alive. I'm going to die. In between, I intend to have some fun.
***and I apologize for all the F**k words 
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