Maggie’s Farm:

Yet one more manufactured, over-hyped  crisis is being debunked.

Nowadays you can define anything you want as pathological. And this whole new fashionable category of “at risk” silliness expands things to include everybody.

For example, at middle-age I am “at risk” for obesity. Not wanting to be fat, I decided not eat carbs and I do a tough daily workout. It’s not too complicated.

Prosperous nations have lots of fat people. More of them than poor nations, although poor nations have plenty of them too. The reason is that humans have a weakness for carbs. Thus being trim and fit is a sign of self-control, but being heavy is a time-honored sign of prosperity.

If you want to see fat people, go to Disneyworld and get grossed out. There are Americans there so fat that they have to ride around in motorized chairs, like King Kamehameha. God bless ‘em. The world needs more fatties, in my opinion. It means people have plenty to eat, but I don’t like to have to look at them. To be evenhanded, however, I find anorectics even more disturbing.

I happen to feel that excess fat in women is unattractive, slovenly, and unsexy. Somewhat less so in men: some stout men are cool, like Teddy Roosevelt was. Anyway, we have been subject to much brouhaha about obesity in recent years. Big health crisis, etc.

Read on.