Friday, December 08, 2006

Food, glorious food ...

Don't care what it looks like

Nutritionalists: Pah! A bunch of self-important bureaucrats if you ask me.

I've always thought that Arthur Marshall got it right: when being interviewed, he was asked to what he attributed his longevity. He said "I've always eaten what I like, when I like" - or something along those lines. Me too, mate.

So where do these people get off with their control-freakery? An where does all that gobbledegook come from? Polyunsaturated fats indeed! What the bugger is polyunsaturated fat? And do I want any? Why should I allow someone in a lab-coat - or, worse, in a suit - to tell me what I can and can't eat? I'll decide for myself, thanks.

I notice that food manufacturers (and I use that term carfully) are now in on the act. Cereal boxes are labelled with percentages of daily recommended intake for salt, saturated fat, calcium and so-on. I don't want to eat by numbers; is it just me? Personally, I would rather get my food the way nature intended. I don't want a carefully balanced, nutritionally-correct meal. Sure, I don't want to eat unhealthily either - but I'd rather let my body decide what is does and does not want. I'm a great believer in that. We are all animals at the end of the day. We are designed to self-regulate our diet. Surely you've noticed that when ill you feel like eating more fruit? It's not a coincidence, people.

I'll get off the soap-box, now. A final thought. (It'll only really make sense to a limited audience.) Those single-finger Twix bars: surely, they should be called "Unix"?

damn! Management-speak. Sorry.

4 comments:

Stray Taoist said...

Said limited audience are heading your way with a large club[0] in the shape of his sainted Stallman to beat you to death for crimes against humour.

[0] The purple one, fruit *and* nut

Raymond said...

Oh, no! Web-rage!

.. but why Stallman, and not Ritchie? Now I'm not trying to pick a fight here, and I'll be the first to admit the {Tw,Un}ix joke is rather lame, but what as GNU to do with it?

It still makes me smile, though ... should I admit to that?

Stray Taoist said...

I was going to insert my amusing anecdote about esr pulling a gun on me, but I felt it more appropriate to try some Jacob's lub-a-club humour.

Never admit to *anything* That is my maxim. Or is it admit to *everything*? I forget. And get confused. Easily.

What's GNU got to do (got to do) with it? Who needs a shell when a shell can be broken?

Raymond said...

Oh no! Now I've got Tina Turner going round my head.

Arghh! Stop, now. Time for a new post ...