Do you really think that fat-free pizza is healthy? Is this what we’ve come to? Are we so out of touch with what’s real food that we buy the “fat free” label that manufactured food companies hope lulls us into thinking it will work? Look around! It’s not working. Get back to basics. Take responsibility for your health. Don’t abdicate it to labels and marketing campaigns. Eat REAL food.
My most excellent director, producer, and friend, Eric, was just telling me about…or making, more or less, a comment about how it seems like there’s this trend of enticement to become healthy; fat free cookies, fat free pizza. Fat free pizza, no, not happening. It’s oil and water, or it’s monkeys and guns. It’s not a good idea, and it’s not going to work.
The article that I read that is kind of spurring on this blog today is that drug companies are not delivering the amount of Ritalin and Prozac that they once did. Gee, could it be them actually controlling the market to a certain extent to where they can jack prices up? I’ll let you be the judge.
Let’s face it, the problem was is that 600 people locally are losing sleep and freaking out over the fact that they cannot get their drugs, their legal drugs, their official politically sanctioned okey dokey over the counter drugs. “Here, take as many as these as you want. Put that joint down! Take twenty of these. That will forgo the joint.”
I don’t care what you do one way or the other, but this justification, this Paula Deen, “I’ll take this medication that costs $500 a bottle, but I’m still eating Krispy Kreme sandwiches.” I swear to God, she makes a Krispy Kreme sandwich, bread, Krispy Kreme, bologna. God knows what else she puts on this thing. I think there’s a whole live pig in it. She’s adamant and staunch about staying to this.
This is what my director was talking about, is that people don’t want any consequence. They don’t want any responsibility. They don’t want any reason, they just want their stuff.
My director also happens to be a really fantastic musician. He works with musicians on an amateur level, and he gets people that come in, same thing. They buy a guitar that’s five million dollars, and they bring it back next week because, “Well, it was harder than they thought.” Are you kidding me? Harder than they thought.
Or better yet, it’s the parents who bring their kids in, and, “I want a saxophone.” They’ll ask my partner and my friend, “Should we get him a saxophone?” “Gee, I don’t think he’s really set up for saxophone, maybe trumpet.” They don’t listen. They get the saxophone, they’re back in a month. Kid hates the saxophone. “Can we give this thing back?”
Yeah, you don’t want them to take any responsibility for anything like practicing, getting up and exercising, or not eating pounds, and pounds, and pounds, and pounds of fake chemicals that man makes and then pretends that there’s a shortage of.
Folks, these rants are designed to just wake you up for a minute and go, “Phew, if I’m not physically fit, if I’m not happy, and if I don’t look and feel the way I want, one person is responsible. And you’re looking at him.” You, not me. I mean if you’re in the mirror, and… Well, you get the idea.
Look, I don’t have all the time to do this. I got to take a nap. I’ll see you later.