Disclaimer: Of course we know that everything, including moderation, can be taken to extremes. It’s perfectly well known that some people take healthy concerns so far that they virtually become diseases. So I’m not suggesting that this doesn’t really happen, because I’m quite sure it does.
Having said that, it’s still funny as hell that the very people who told us, with little quivers of conviction in their concerned voices, that:
*meat
*eggs
*bread
*coconut oil
*sugar
*salt
*coffee (hah!)
*milk
*potatoes
*peanut butter
will all kill us deader than Elvis if we should so much as glance in their direction – only to change direction in the next exciting episode and say, ‘oops, y’know, all those things are actually good for you’ …
…are now hawking a new food disorder, labeled Orthorexia nervosa, which is – and I’m going to quote here lest I get it wrong, which could be deadly to your health – “an exaggerated focus on healthy food.”*
Yes, that happened.
So as you go about your affairs today, citizens, beware lest you be plunged into gloom by eating a piece of bread. You have been warned.
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*No, that’s not the longest and most convoluted sentence ever written. It may be in the top twenty.
I have some news for all of the food nazis. The moment we are born, we begin the lifelong progression toward our death. Nobody gets out alive. What we choose to do in the meantime can’t change that. But letting others choose (or scare us into choosing) can sure make us miserable in the meantime.
To hell with all of them. 🙂 Anyone standing between me and my coffee (or the bathroom) had best be mighty careful.
“*No, that’s not the longest and most convoluted sentence ever written. It may be in the top twenty.”
Not even close. I take that you’ve been fortunate enough to not read much William Faulkner.
Many years ago, I totalled up the alleged lost years of life due to eating/using various stuff some expert claimed was life destroying. I discovered that I had actually died already. I attribute my continued
lifecorporeal existence to preservation by alcohol pickling.I tend to disregard most of the scare stories (aside from noting how well they fit the greenweenie/commie narrative), and just try to eat a variety of things, with quantities more-or-less tailored to my activity level. I don’t always succeed in either (largely because enjoying life is as at least as important as sustaining it), but I’m apparently the healthiest person in my family; no arthritis, heart trouble,diabetes, or maintenance meds. Two of my envious sisters recently raised the possibility of killing me, just to finally be done with it.
Some of the sentences in Henry Thoreau’s book WALDEN had me reading them several times because I forgot how it started. Read it as a teenager and it required me to have a thesaurus alongside to figure out what he was saying.
Some long ass sentences is all I’m saying.
I find “seduced by righteous eating” to be a nice turn of phrase which describes some of the people around me. A co-worker told me that her now-former roomies would not allow her to eat meat; not just at home, mind you- not anywhere. They “evicted” her after finding empty McD’s bags under her bed. Also, no prescription drugs. Some people are nuts…