I didn’t grow up on fast food.
When I was younger my parents would cook a dinner that was generally healthy. The meal would always include fruit, vegetables and often some variety of meat.
It wasn’t until I got to college I started eating fast food, and a lot of it. I’m ashamed to admit that I eat so often at Burger King that they know me by name (Yuck). Sorry. I have a lot of excuses. I could say that it’s cheaper (it’s not), it’s more convenient (then cooking? No way!) or that it’s only a few times a month (it’s not).
The real reason is the taste. I really like the taste of fast food. I really shouldn’t.
the documentary Super Size me hasn’t changed my actions. Mike Morgan ate nothing but McDonalds for 30 days to see what would happen to his body.
The thing is, I know fast food isn’t good for me. I still do it. Is there something psychologically wrong with me? Is it the media? Do I secretly want to sleep with Ronald Mcdonald?
According to an article by Eric Schlosser, author of Fast Food Nation, ninety-six percent of American school children could identify Ronald McDonald. The only fictional character that was more recognizable was Santa Claus.
It seems obvious I can’t do this myself. So if you see me eating a BK double stacker (I wish I didn’t know what that was) please let me know how you feel about it!
At the end of Super Size Me Morgan poses a question. Who do you want to see go first, you or them?” Behind the text is a cartoon tombstone of Ronald McDonald (1954-2012).
I want it to be them.
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