Indeed, that New England state and its inhabitants own an eternal place in my lifetime Moronic Hall of Fame for continually sending the bloated and now worm and bug-filled Teddy Kennedy back to the United States Senate over and over and over. Despite being a complete waste of a representative, Kennedy was an unconvicted murderer, a lecher, a raging drunk, and, worst of all, a lousy driver. Yep, there's a guy I want guarding my best interests as a citizen. But, I digress...
So, the citizens of Massachusetts are suspect from the get-go. Now, they've got another cheeseball put in charge of the state as Governor. Deval Patrick and he grew up on the south side of Chicago which is automatically...ahem, a black mark on his resume. He's the one below in the suit, not the crown of thorns. But, from the sound of what he's been trying to pull in Massachusetts, he might think he is Jesus.
Now, back in 2010, this schmuck had jumpstarted a previous bill designed to encourage the state's elementary and high schools to offer healthier food choices for students. This legislation required schools to provide fruit and vegetable snack options and was designed to limit sugary sodas and sweet snacks along with potato chips and other vending machine offerings.
Let's give some credit here, though, to some parents who figured out that the latest law enacted by their stupid Governor would have pretty much ended the tried-and-true school method of raising money for class trips and activities.
The bake sale.
Yes, let's kill cupcakes altogether. And, if the eighth-grade band wants to get on a bus for the big football game in another county, well, you're shit out of both Skittles, Twinkies, and luck.
The state wisely pulled back on this as a result, but the specter of it being enacted in the first place still looms large. One more example of government trying to take over the lives of the screwballs that put them into office in the first place. Shameful, shameful, shameful.
How dumb are the parents of Massachusetts that they can't instill good eating values in their urchins? And does anybody think the dopes in public office know any better? Of course, we now have the biggest nutritional expert in the country residing in the Off-White House. Michelle Obama, champion of carrots and dried apple slices. Who the fuck is she to dictate how we all should be eating? Hmmm, I'm looking at her resume and I see a lot of legal jobs. When was she a school nurse? A cafeteria monitor? A dietitian for a local hospital? Yeah, I thought so.
Meanwhile, the FLOTUS has an ever-expanding posterior that is growing to Department-of-Motor-Vehicle-stool proportions. Look at the photos. The wide angle lens does not lie. And you don't get that way by sucking down radish slices and dried pineapple snacks. Perhaps, she even helped to concoct her Chicago buddy Deval's state nutrition laws. They might have met to discuss it over a legal pad while inhaling a Big Mac or two at some South Side of Chicago McDonald's.
But, I digress again...
The really good news here is some parents rebelled and overturned the law that would have perhaps jailed some poor ten-year-olds for arranging a bake sale. But, the bad news is that the politicians they elected still exist. Dying to tell their constituents that they, and only they, know what's best for their kids.
Hey, obesity is rampant in America. But the cure starts at home, not somebody's lofty office in a state house or Governor's mansion. I'm thinking back at my life. Always a struggle with weight. I was a chubby kid. But, my parents worked with me to try and get that under control. Whether I succeeded or not, the buck and the bag of Lay's Potato Chips always and ultimately stopped with me.
You can't institute accountability. It has to be handed down from generation to generation. In the privacy of your own home.
Dinner last night: Cervelat sandwich and salad.
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