First, I would like to speak for all the food shopping dads out there and point out how sexist this whole presentation is. I mean, men do food shopping. I do. Most of the time with Mrs. RVFTLC, but in the past I have done all the shopping.
But the condescending approach that Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama takes to justify the now big-print nutrition information is so, so maddening. I can't believe that an American shopping mom would buy into this crap.
But trust me, they do.
But here is a question for those who advocate nutrition labels in the first place.
How did we, as a society, live to good, ripe old ages without the big hand of the government giving us all this information in the first place?
I think that for most of us, we did quite alright, thank you very much. Like anything else, some nutritional guidelines have changed over the years and that is important to know. And one of the positives of the labels, yes there are, is that someone like Mrs. RVFTLC can figure out how to adjust her insulin pump with the carbohydrate information provided.
But read this and tell me that the average American mom doing the weekly shopping really does this:
"So there you stood, alone in some aisle in a store, the clock ticking away at the precious little time remaining to complete your weekly grocery shopping, and all you could do was scratch your head, confused and bewildered, and wonder, is there too much sugar in this product? Is 50 percent of the daily allowance of riboflavin a good thing or a bad thing? And how on Earth could this teeny little package contain five whole servings?"
The only thing that I agree with Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama, is about the servings. I believe that pygmy people were used to figure that serving count.
Sorry for the digression.
Yes you gals, you are all alone in that aisle at the local Ralph's or Vons supermarket. And especially alone at any given Costco. And that clock, no not the biological one, but the clock on the wall, is ticking away. You have an item in your hand and you are, you are scratching your head in confusion. OMG! Is there too much sugar?! What, what about that riboflavin?! What is the right amount?! Are they kidding about the serving amount?!
Are you serious Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama? Have you ever, ever done that in your life as a human being?
I'm just gonna say it.
Oh but ladies, it goes on:
"This stream of questions and worries running through your head when all you really wanted to know was, should I be eating this or not? Is this good for my kids or not? And if it is healthy, how much of it should I be eating? But unless you had a thesaurus, a calculator, a microscope, or a degree in nutrition, you were out of luck. So you felt defeated, and you just gave up and went back to buying the same stuff you always buy."
Yes Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama, all most people want to know is whether or not any given food item is good, and hopefully good for you. And the whole damn point of the nutrition information WAS to make life supposedly easier for the American food shopping mom. For in her world, dads never shop. Sexist! And most gals that do the weekly family shopping feel defeated because of what they are buying as much as how damn expensive it is!
But ladies, please don't think that Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama is done. Of course not! She goes on:
"And that's a familiar scenario for far too many families and parents trying to do the right thing for their kids -- and it's simply not acceptable."
What is not acceptable? That some gals don't know how to shop?
I know that it has been 32 years-OUCH!-since I left high school, but I remember that it was required that both the boys and girls had to take an home economics class. In fact, I had to take one called Contemporary Living. More like Contemptible Living. Hell, I even had to be married and if memory serves me right, we even had a child. Anyhow, in home ec, we learned something called shopping for food and how to do so on a budget and even how to get healthy food on that budget. Amazingly, that can be done and one can even attain such items at the 99c Store.
So, have high schools across the United States given up on that? Seriously, I want to know. Because if that is the case, then no wonder there are problems with obesity in the United States.
Good Lord, this woman never stops because WAIT! There's more:
"As consumers and as parents, we have a right to understand what's in the food we're feeding our families. Because that's really the only way that we can make informed choices -- by having clear, accurate information."
Oddly, I am in agreement with Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama, on that one. Yes we do need to have that information. And most people can actually figure that out. Really, they can.
As I pointed out, Mrs. RVFTLC is a type I diabetic. She really, really has to watch what she eats. And as I noted she has to be especially careful about carbs. The whole concept of the nutrition label is for someone like her. And amazingly, she does not have a problem figuring all of that out.
Unlike our First Lady, I really give people more credit than she does. I think that most of those that do the family shopping can figure the nutrition label information out. And yes, it is really up to parents to deal with portion control. They should not base it on a label but on their children and there ability to maintain healthy eating and the ability to burn off excess metabolism.
I mean, updating aspects of the label is probably a good thing. Really on the servings. But leave it to the First Lady to make a possible good thing a way to insult and needlessly lecture the moms (and dads even if she won't say it!) and make them sound brain dead.
I don't think that it is a bad thing being done, but be positive about it, Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama. Don't make a time to make us all sound like yokels. Just point out that it is something to update and allow for revision where it has been needed.
But no, not at all.
For this is what the Obama's live for.
To make it seem like life in these United States is sooooo bad that the heavy hand of government is always needed as a way to make something, something in our dreadful lives easier.
I'm cutting through the crap to let you gals and guys know that Mrs. Dear Leader, Mrs. Obama, thinks you are stupid!