Feeding the Idiot Alert Files
Many of the additions I make to the Idiot Alert Files are done with anything from disbelief at the stupidity of the entrant, to outright contempt for the mental moron. This one is done with all the above and a huge helping of disgust, too.
Maybe I should say, a huge helping of cheesecake, since this latest companion of the order of mental instability is a "competitive eater". I usually have little difficulty with finding the words I want to express the degree of distaste the idiots engender, but this one challenges my way with words.
I have written more than one mini-essay in this blog about the excesses of the west and how desperate the need is to change this situation. The incredible imbalance is a huge contributor to the problem of terrorism. Certainly, it is not the only factor, but on a globe that currently has enough resources to support us all, there are far too many still starving to death. When some have so much that obesity becomes an epidemic, and still they do not willingly share, there is no surprise that others feel forced to take up arms in an attempt to even out the balance.
There should never be even one mother who has to endure the heartbreak of putting her children to bed hungry. I'm not talking the kind of hunger most of us in the privileged world have experienced. You know the kind - the "hunger" that has many a child asking for one more cookie. That is not the kind third world mothers have to deal with. They deal with the kind that makes their little ones look like wizened old men before they are two. They watch their children's bellies hollow backward toward their spine, and see their ribs protrude. Too many of them are forced to witness the hunger that kills, while just across the globe, on the other side of the universe, competitive eaters indulge in their criminal ways with food.
The February issue of "O" includes one of these halfwits in an article that takes a superficial look at "firsts". The first I find so nauseating is "My First 11 Pounds of Cheesecake (in 9 Minutes) and the imbecile who tells us all is Sonya Thomas. For some reason, it is deemed important datum for the reader to know that Miss Moron weighs in at 105 pounds. Is that to tell us that in spite of her inexcusable excesses, she still has "a good figure"? She sure as hell has not got a good head.
The reader is told that little Miss Meathead holds the world record for the fastest criminal consumption of "cheesecake, deep-fried okra, hard-boiled eggs, fruitcake and 17 other foods."
I know Sonya is only one of a legion of defectives who make their living and get their sick kicks from outeating each other while equally pathetic spectators look on and cheer for their favourite. Since I don't know them all by name, however, and Oprah was so helpful as to provide me with this one's moniker, she will be my personification of this particular excess of western society. It is a shameful exhibit of poor taste for everyone involved in it.
I can not imagine the gutwrenching bewilderment of a third world mother who has had to endure the death of one of the children from starvation, if she were to see a video of Sonya Thomas gorging herself on 11 pounds of cheesecake and washing it all down with "four 16-ounce cups (of coffee) with cream and Equal." I can only barely begin to imagine the loathing that might sweep over the bereaved mother as she watched. I can not fathom standing in judgement on her if the experience convinced her that those who say the western world is evil are telling her the truth.
Sonya truly merits a front-rank position in the Idiot Files for her competitive eating.
Maybe I should say, a huge helping of cheesecake, since this latest companion of the order of mental instability is a "competitive eater". I usually have little difficulty with finding the words I want to express the degree of distaste the idiots engender, but this one challenges my way with words.
I have written more than one mini-essay in this blog about the excesses of the west and how desperate the need is to change this situation. The incredible imbalance is a huge contributor to the problem of terrorism. Certainly, it is not the only factor, but on a globe that currently has enough resources to support us all, there are far too many still starving to death. When some have so much that obesity becomes an epidemic, and still they do not willingly share, there is no surprise that others feel forced to take up arms in an attempt to even out the balance.
There should never be even one mother who has to endure the heartbreak of putting her children to bed hungry. I'm not talking the kind of hunger most of us in the privileged world have experienced. You know the kind - the "hunger" that has many a child asking for one more cookie. That is not the kind third world mothers have to deal with. They deal with the kind that makes their little ones look like wizened old men before they are two. They watch their children's bellies hollow backward toward their spine, and see their ribs protrude. Too many of them are forced to witness the hunger that kills, while just across the globe, on the other side of the universe, competitive eaters indulge in their criminal ways with food.
The February issue of "O" includes one of these halfwits in an article that takes a superficial look at "firsts". The first I find so nauseating is "My First 11 Pounds of Cheesecake (in 9 Minutes) and the imbecile who tells us all is Sonya Thomas. For some reason, it is deemed important datum for the reader to know that Miss Moron weighs in at 105 pounds. Is that to tell us that in spite of her inexcusable excesses, she still has "a good figure"? She sure as hell has not got a good head.
The reader is told that little Miss Meathead holds the world record for the fastest criminal consumption of "cheesecake, deep-fried okra, hard-boiled eggs, fruitcake and 17 other foods."
I know Sonya is only one of a legion of defectives who make their living and get their sick kicks from outeating each other while equally pathetic spectators look on and cheer for their favourite. Since I don't know them all by name, however, and Oprah was so helpful as to provide me with this one's moniker, she will be my personification of this particular excess of western society. It is a shameful exhibit of poor taste for everyone involved in it.
I can not imagine the gutwrenching bewilderment of a third world mother who has had to endure the death of one of the children from starvation, if she were to see a video of Sonya Thomas gorging herself on 11 pounds of cheesecake and washing it all down with "four 16-ounce cups (of coffee) with cream and Equal." I can only barely begin to imagine the loathing that might sweep over the bereaved mother as she watched. I can not fathom standing in judgement on her if the experience convinced her that those who say the western world is evil are telling her the truth.
Sonya truly merits a front-rank position in the Idiot Files for her competitive eating.
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