I am fed up with newsitem after newsitem about a different type of food every time that will give you cancer or aids or kill you.
Now they are saying chippie chips (fries) have in ingredient that can cause cancer.
I think the cholesterol is far far far far far far more to worry about than the cancer ingredient, but the news just had to fill that gap in their schedule with an item about it.
I had a friend at Uni who was very paranoid about this stuff. these news items are just gonna make his year.
Just yesterday there was a story on, I think, the network news about how much fat and cholesterol there is in a single slice of pizza. They ranted on about it as if pizza were pure poison and Pizza Hut should have a skull and crossbones over the door and a warning lable on every pizza box.
Hey, if you eat pizza every day, maybe you should be concerned. But who does that? Lighten the hell up, people. I don’t eat pizza very often, but when I do I want to enjoy it. I already quit smoking. What do you want from me? You wouldn’t even like me if I got too much older. :rolleyes:
I’m not too bothered about what causes cancer and what doesn’t. Usually when digging into what the experiment actually shows is that rats which are fed twice their body weight per day of the food then they have a 0.1% increased chance of cancer.
I normally try to eat very healthily - I’m a vegetarian, nearly vegan (very limited dairy and egg intake), various other things. But if I feel like having a pizza, icecream or something like that, so what? Sure it might give me an imperceptibly small increase in risk of health problems, but so what?
Sure, this stuff isn’t great for you, but if you never do anything that’s even slightly bad for you, where’s the fun in life?
Possibly my favorite thing in the world to lay across my tongue is the succulent fat on the end of a good piece of very rare prime rib, with a generous soaking in au juice and a hefty portion of raw grated horseradish (none of this “creamed” garbage for me–if my eyes don’t water, it ain’t horseradish).
When my wife and I were married oh-so-many (nearly 13) years ago, I promised her that I’d quit eating the fat when I turned 30 because, “it’ll kill you.” I’m 3 1/2 years past my promised quit date, and will continue to eat that hunk o’fat until I’m so old and senile that she cuts up my meat for me and takes the fat away so relatively fast that I can’t make her draw back a stub.
If it kills me younger than if I’d been a vegan, so be it. I revel in the taste of a good steak and the attached fat, and I’d rather die having indulged in the good things rather than be on my deathbed with Willard Scott and his Smucker’s jar standing over me telling myself that I wish I’d said yes to that steak, whiskey, or cigar.
And, yeah, if you don’t get your prime rib cooked past medium-rare, the fat is that good.
When I hear about the latest thing I should/shouldn’t do to be healthy, I always think of that “Herman” cartoon by Jim Unger; this old guy is sitting in the doctor’s office, and the doctor is saying to him; “You’re 103 years old. You have to start looking after yourself.”
Do what you want, eat what you want, enjoy your life at every stage; all things in moderation is my motto. The only thing I’ve cut back on is watching programmes that tell me what I should/shouldn’t eat. I feel much healthier now.
I am absolutely certain that all those God damn “do gooders” who are always coming out with what foods we should/shouldn’t eat, actually do not give a rats ass about the health of anyone.
What they care about is telling everyone else how to live their fucking lives.
Tonight we’re going out for dinner, and I’m having pizza with extra cheese. I am not making this up! We are going out to eat at Fillipos tonight, at about 7, and even though I’m not all that in the mood for it, I am ordering a pizza with extra cheese. And if that bothers you, GET FUCKED! LIVE YOU"RE OWN LIFE AND I"LL LIVE MINE!
Why is everyone so hypersensitive about this? Why not just take the data that you can use, and fit it into your own lifeplan, and leave the media hype behind? It’s good to know that those pizza slices at Pizza Hut contain so much fat; I can adjust my diet and activities to compensate should I choose to indulge. I prefer knowledge over ignorance. That’s why I frequent this site.
Besides, it’s usually the media that hypes the hell out of the information released, to gain audience share, and make money. They present the basic data in a lurid fashion, and some individuals blame the people who put out the data in the first place.
But you’re an educated, intelligent person, Qadgop who is capable of sorting the gems from the dreck. I think we all know what happens when the masses get hold of a little, slanted information. All of a sudden, all genetically-modified vegetables must be BANNED FROM THE FACE OF THE EARTH FOREVER OR WE’LL ALL DIE HORRIBLY!!!
I hate the bastards that made me feel guilty about movie popcorn. There is nothing better then movie popcorn, and I just wanted to live in blissful ignorance of it’s artery clogging properties.
Wait a minute, I was destined to die the moment I was conceived, guess we all should quit watching the news and go play on the highway.
But seriously, I gave up those news reports a long time ago. First they say eggs are horrible for you, now they state they are some of the best protein and good cholesterol (sp) that you can get.
Coffee is bad for you, it’s healthy if you drink it in moderation and just might lower your average rate of brain tumors.
Alcohol is bad for you but if you drink it in moderation your toes wont fall off.
Beef is bad for you but if you eat it in moderation then your hair will turn blonde and decrease your need to go to the hair salon.
Whatever, everything in moderation. We’re gonna die anyway.
Risk management people. If you cut out all fat, caffeine, alcohol, and sugsr, you won’t live longer–it will just seem like it.
Sure, it’s better to live healthily so you can look and feel your best, but going overboard is nuts. So enjoy your movie popcorn, and then have a low-fat dinner to compensate. Moderation, folks, moderation.
Because many of the people who come out with this type of data are the same type of people who would love to tax food according to it’s health factor. These nosey little fucks feel it’s their job to protect me from my self, or raise a tidy sum in “fat tax” revenue if I choose to indulge. I don’t mind the data being available, it’s just the type of people (and their real agendas) that piss me off so much.
I worked for a little while in a place that wholesaled (wholesold?) things like popcorn, and they always had a fresh kettle of coconut oil drenched popcorn popped up for us to eat. Holy mother of Og, the difference between coconut oil popcorn (which dieticians will tell you is as good for you as a bullet in the head) and the vegetable-oil popcorn (which is all you can get now) is unbelievable. If you think movie popcorn is good now, you should taste it with the evil coconut oil on it; you’ll be ruined for life.
Because those Food Fascists who come up with this crap aren’t telling us anything we don’t already know.
Does anyone think "MY. GOD. If the Center for Science in the Public Interest (or whatever the fuck their name is) hadn’t told me that PIZZA was fattening, I might have continued my “All Pizza, All the time” diet! Now I understand why I wasn’t getting thin on 30 slices a day! God bless The Center For Science in the Public Interest (or whatever the fuck their name is) " :rolleyes:
It’s not the media. I’ve heard the spokescreatures for The Center for Science in the Public Interest (or whatever the fuck their name is*) and they’re inevitably condescending, obnoxious, hysterical assholes. And they’re bad scientists. Every six months or so they release a report that says that some food that everyone knows is fattening is, in fact, fattening (Burgers, Pizza, Popcorn slathered with butter, soda, and Chinese Food to name a few of their “revelations” that I remember off the top of my head). But they don’t just say that said food is fattening; They imply (and I mean their spokecreatures, not “the media”) that just one bite of, say, Chinese Food will cause your heart to stop and that you’ll drop dead five seconds later.
Thanks to those assholes, I can no longer get good movie popcorn. The veggie oil stuff is decidedly inferior to the coconut oil stuff. And no one in the world ate enough to make a difference. Really, even if you ate one tub of the coconut oil-popped popcorn a week (and I’d be willing to bet that 1 tub per week is a HIGH guesstimate of what the average person eats), how much harm would it do? Not much if any. A couple of tablespoons of coconut oil a week (again figuring high) will make next-to-no difference to most people’s diet.
Their alarmist propaganda is offensive, their nanny-like behavior is obnoxious. I neither want nor need their “help” in chosing my diet. (Plus, these assholes aren’t just perpetuating dubious science, they’re pushing for legislation to enforce their psychotic viewpoint! So it’s not just they’re hysterics, they’re trying to force their crap on us through force of law.) I’m all grown-up. I don’t need CSPI to tell me what I should be permitted to eat or not.
Needless to say, this pisses me off. Could you tell?
Fenris
I just looked it up. It IS the Center for Science in the Public Interest. And boy are there a LOT of pages who can’t stand the PETA of nutrition. Here’s just one.
Because I teach my kids that smoking is bad, but I occasionally let them have pizza or Coca-Cola. Then the CSPI comes out and puts pizza and Coke in the same category in which I’ve put cigarettes.
We all know people who’ve eaten pizza and lived long, healthy lives. When you juxtapose that knowledge with the “pizza will KILL you!” alarmism, the easy conclusion is that all health warnings are nonsense. CSPI is doing everyone a great disservice by crying wolf about everything.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! My inlaws made me a liar! They insisted we go to the Itallian Community Center Restaurant instead of Fillipos, and ICC doesn’t serve pizza! So I had Talapia instead. (it was excellent!)
So today I had a slice of double cheese pizza from a Kwik Stop. It was pretty bad pizza, but, you know, I’m a stubborn prick and I just had to do it! Fuckin’ food Nazis aren’t telling me what to eat! Even if it kills me!
Did anyone here ever read a sci-fi story titled, I think, “With Folded Hands”? A type of robot or android is created that prevents it’s master from unnecessary or avoidable risk. We think it will merely do dangerous tasks for us, but then they start regulating every single aspect of our lives, because all activity of any sort entails risk. Humans end up as quivering balls of fear and frustration. Diet was one thing they went after first, if I remember right.
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