It's not KFC, it's Friendly's--a family style restaurant chain that started off as an ice cream shop and branched out into other things. Will all the talk of restaurant food being too high in fat, sodium, and sugar, I can't imagine what they were thinking.
Colbert was right: "It's like your lunch--and two OTHER people's lunches--are having a three-way in your mouth!"
And what does it do to your body to cram 54 hotdogs WITH buns AND water into your body in 10 minutes?
Eating LEAGUES? I don't get it. I don't get why anyone would do this to themselves. There are better things to be good at than engorging your digestive tract.
I think Naughty is talking about KFC's Double Down. I think.
Major League Eating events are disguisting!!! I watched Nathan's on the 4th and thought I was going to die!! Gross.
One of the things I did during this past school year was to be a lunch monitor at the elementary school here and I gotta say that I was surprised and heartened at how much fruit and veggies the little guys ate. The maindishes provided to the kids were boardering on sinful, but atleast it had fruit and veggies on the side.
Anybody remember that nimrod who ate nothing but McDonald's Supersized Meals every day for a month to make a film about how bad junk food was for you? And the upshot of the documentary was that his doctor told him to quit before the end of the month or he'd be doing irreversible damage to his internal organs.
And people used that documentary to support their position that McDonald's food was bad for you.
What's bad for you isn't the food they serve, it's continuing to eat *after* your body tells you you're full. Which he did, three times a day, for almost a month, and quite possibly could've died if he hadn't stopped.
The excess food (i.e., that eaten after your appetite is gone) stretches-out yor stomach, which is a bad thing to happen for a number of reasons, not the least of which being that it'll take more food thereafter to get that "full" feeling, has calories that the body *usually* stores in the liver, and the excess food makes the liver stretch to accommodate the excess sugar. What it can't cram into the liver ends up in your bloodstream, leading to type-II diabetes (and the dangers associated with ultra-high-blood-sugar, like peripheral neuropathy and kidney damage).
Making matters worse, diet sodas render the body's "normal" sensing mechanism of sugar content in food unreliable, as the body has only the one way of sensing sugar, and that's the way that the tongue's "sweetness" taste buds work. Your duodenum has the same "sweetness" tastebuds in it, telling the pancreas how much insulin to release into the bloodstream, and at the same time, telling the brain that you've had enough to eat.
Keep drinking diet soda, and the brain (which runs exclusively on glucose and oxygen from the bloodstream) eventually realizes that something's wrong with the sugar-sensing mechanism, and instead relies on the nerves in the upper part of the stomach to tell when it's being stretched by the shear volume of food consumed, and that's when the brain says "full" and tells you to back away from the dinner plate.
But, over-eating *stretches* that part of the stomach, so the "full" backup sensor system fails, also, and you end up with people who are constantly eating *and* constantly hungry, and end up "Wal*Mart fat", a local term describing people approaching perfect spheres, dressed in spandex slacks.
So, mothers, if you love your kids, *don't* force them to finish eating everything on their plates, and *don't* encourage them to drink diet sodas (as if they're healthier than sugar-sweetened sodas).
Incidentally, there are several kinds of sugar, and they aren't equally fattening, even when adjusting for equal calories. The sugar in fruit is "fructose", and that is the "sweetest-tasting" sugar, and happens to enter the bloodstream fastest of all sugars, and is also the *most* fattening of all sugars.
Sorry about the bad news, but it's science, and backed up by all the recent research. The manufacturers of soft drinks aren't going to tell you, because it'd be catastrophic to their profits, and would effectively shut down one of the more lucrative chemical industry's products - artificial sweeteners. (And embarrass the FDA in the process, as it's *their* job to make these things public knowledge.)
He did something extreme in a public manner, exactly what is needed to get the American public's attention
It's not the fact that he over-ate, or ate till he blew up. It's the fact that the meals from McD don't have a proper balance. They do not contain the nutrients the body needs to stay healthy, and on top of that have a disproportionate amount of fat and sugar. This may be crystal clear to you, and you may take people knowing this about fast food as granted, but it's not. Some people, not the brightest ones, didn't. They didn't know that this food is CRAP and should not substitute your daily nutritious meal. Some people in the US DID eat there three times a day. He just wanted to show them what effect that has on the human body. Make them aware.
And what do you know - it worked! McD launched a new line of extra nutritious meals about a week after the movie came out, started stating the calorie count on every food parcel, and tried to repair the "damage" that movie made. That "damage" is a blessing. If it saved even one formerly-ignorant American from early death by heart-failure, he is more definitely NOT a nimrod for making that movie.
He set out to tell a story, and he told that story, but left out the key issue that made him sick - he was cramming more food down his gullet than anyone (other than the "Wal*Mart-fat people) *would've* eaten.
I grew up on fast food, my mother worked daily and cooking was an additional chore she chose to avoid. I still eat fast food as my main dietary source, one meal per day, generally only an entre. I also generally eat one "health food" bar per day for extra protein and fiber, and supplement my diet with vitamins (2000 IU of D, 1000mg of C, and a daily dose of multivitamins-for-50+ guys), plus resveratrol. After starting resveratrol, most of my grey hair reverted to brown.
The damage that caused the doctor to tell him to quit *wasn't* from the danger to his heart, he was developing the early symptoms of gout, one of the same diseases that plagued Henry VIIIth, who was notorious for his gluttony. Had the nimrod declared, *correctly*, that his film was about the dangers of "gluttony", then I wouldn't be calling him a nimrod, here.
If you doubt me, read up on gout, and rewatch the movie and listen to what the doctor was telling him about the "uric acid crystals" in his bloodstream and his dangerously-high blood glucose levels, i.e., developing type-II diabetes, and his "portal hypertension", caused by too much sugar ingestion damaging his liver ("fatty-liver disease" causes portal hypertension).
Influencing people through deception, even if the *primary* effect of the deception is considered "beneficial", is evil, as it takes away the person's ability to make his/her own decisions based on the truth, and further, confuses those who believed the lie when they finally hear the real truth.
And it's a small step from there to forcing people to act "moral" through fear of punishment. If the only thing keeping you from committing adultery is fear of being stoned, then *that's* not morality, that's cowardice. (A point I figured I'd post to the Iranian President after this current issue is resolved.)
His whole POINT was that the "super-sized" meals were way too big; most Americans judge the quality of any restaurant by the size of the portion served. The food could be mediocre, but if there's a huge pile of it, they tell their friends, "Oh, it such a great restaurant! They give you so much food!" I have a couple of friends who never cook--keep no food in the house. They eat every meal out, and it's usually fast food. They're all overweight, two are morbidly obese (the woman doesn't care, and her husband likes really fat women). I worked with a guy who always showed up to work with a 64oz Coke and a 6-pack of Coke. They were usually gone by lunchtime, when he'd go out and get another 64oz Coke. Then he'd break into the office soda supply after lunch, and he'd be on his 3rd or 4th can by 4pm when I left. He wasn't fat then, but he is now.
I've got fatty liver disease, and I never ate like that. But I did eat past the point of being full because my parents made me, and then it became habit. I never really thought about it until I broke 200 pounds. But my liver is very stubborn--even a low-fat diet hasn't budged my cholesterol or the fat in my liver. Red yeast rice has helped some, but the cholesterol is still way too high, even though my HDL is pretty good (57). And I'm addicted to sucrose. (Fruit is sweeter than cane sugar? Not by my taste buds!) So some of it's genetic, as my dad was this way, and some of it is our culture. It's *very hard* to stay on a diet, as people are always ALWAYS shoving food in my face, telling me I deserve a treat, saying that one little bit won't hurt me, getting offended when I won't eat their birthday cake or holiday goodies. And sweet, fatty snacks are everywhere: drug stores, supermarkets, department stores, gas stations--if it were alcohol, alcoholics would be doomed. Luckily, I show no sign of getting diabetes--yet.
I *can* control the sugar consumption to some degree--I'm not one of those women who noshes a whole package of cookies or a quart of ice cream. But with my astronomical triglycerides and unhealthy weight, I shouldn't have any, and I can't do that. All the fruit in the world can't take the place of chocolate, Pepsi, or the other sugary treats I enjoy. To my credit, I bought a 20oz Pepsi last week during the heat wave, and made it last three days. But I also had ice cream on two of those days (one scoop--that's my limit. More than that makes me feel sick.)
The problem in those old-fashioned cultures is that they still believe that women don't like sex--in fact, it's a sign of a woman's virtue that she doesn't like sex, but nonetheless opens her legs for her husband so she can give him children. They think that women who like sex are not just morally deficient but sexually deviant in the same way they think gay men are. It's not normal, it's not what Allah ordained. So for a woman to commit adultery goes against everything they believe is "normal" for women, and goes against their culture and religious mores.
I have gained about 10 lbs in last year or so, mostly from, stress and lack of exercise. I splurge and eat daily meals at the Club I walk to across street. I started playing tennis at daybreak and eating omelets (vegetarian) or oatmeal for breakfast and something light at dinner. Then developed sleep disorder and mild depresion. I still eat very healthy foods as chef and waiters assure that I get plenty of fruit and vegetables. My PROBLEM? A nice Merlot or Chardonnay which is probably killing liver (no acetomenphen- known about that), but you can not drink two glasses of wine during happy hour and not gain weight. My Mother never fed us frozen foods. She even dragged us to country to pick vegetables and shuck corn.(Also forced us to pick cotton so 'we knew')! I still love to go to country for veggies. Only fast food I can stand is Arbies Jr. burger, hmmmn. Got to get refrigerator repaired. It is still under warranty! (bad girl)
"I have a couple of friends who never cook--keep no food in the house. They eat every meal out, and it's usually fast food. They're all overweight, two are morbidly obese"
Do you know if they drink diet soda? It sounds like it fits the syndrome I described.
The worst junk food there is is actually French fries ("chips", to the British). Starches are called "polysaccharides", by biochemists, sugars are called "saccharides". Starches are one way plants store sugars, the sugar molecules are like 3D ">"s, and starches are stacks of sugar molecules, like ">>>>>>>>>>>>>". As fruit ripens, the energy stored as starches are converted to sugars, generally a 50-50 combination of glucose and fructose (the equivalent of sucrose).
The net effect is that people eat fries thinking them as being vegetables, therefore "healthy". They are fairly addictive, but the thing is, the starches eventually break down into pure sugar, so when you eat them, you'll eat more of them than you'd eat cake.
Cake would be better for you, because the sugar hits your bloodstream and tells you when to quit, assuming that appetite control mechanism hasn't already been destroyed by diet sodas.
As for cultures based on ignorance of facts, Natural Selection is one way they become footnotes in history, education is another (except when the most-ignorant are the teachers), and hard-earned experience the third way - when they are shown by Nature itself that their entire belief system doesn't fit reality. If the experienced increase in numbers slowly, somewhere around 70/30 (70 being "old school") civil war breaks out, and a bloodbath ensues. When it happens suddenly, the "old school" generally steps aside or changes positions to maintain their jobs within the government/political structure.
It may be interesting to note that the Romans went through this transformation, from multi-theism to Christianity by assimilation of ancient customs into the new religion, customs we still participate in today, like Christmas occurring at the end of the calendar year. Romans used to celebrate the end of the year with five days of feasting and giving gifts. That was a pagan custom. So was lighting candles to saints (making sacrifices to pagan gods). For a long time, Romans practiced different religions in the same temples, using the same rituals, praying to the same statues for the same things, side by side. There, the change in the Official Religion happened virtually overnight, while the population's beliefs were allowed to change at their own pace.
Very pragmatic, those Romans. Not sure there's a clear answer to today's troubles, but it's something worth thinking about, and if one solution is viable, even if distasteful, it means that less-distasteful solutions may exist.
My junior year of college I ate almost nothing but fast food (and Pop Tarts!) and gained a TON of weight. So my senior year I started swimming three times a week and playing badminton on the other two and I lost about 30 pounds. But I still ate a lot of fast food. It was the exercise I needed to balance it out. And I've learned I can pretty much eat what I want as long as my activity level stays high enough to cancel out the calories. I think that's the problem most Americans have. Not only do we eat too much but we don't do a whole lot. I HATE exercising but if I don't do it I gain weight. Kids today are so overweight because they spend so much time inside watching tv and playing video games instead of being outside running around and using their imaginations like we did in the 80's and early 90's.
...or the late '50s.
I've learned to eat only when hungry, and then only a reasonable amount, and despite my sedentary lifestyle, I've retained a fairly steady, reasonable weight for my size and body-type.
That works out to about one "meal" per day, but never with fries. I do have a sweet tooth, though, and I nibble on candy. I find that my main weight problem occurs when the local grocery store has a half-off sale on my favorite cookies, but I drop the weight when I finish-off the cookies.
I never made a habit of eating or drinking artificially sweetened food or drink, so I know that's not my problem.
Inactivity is part of it, but I'm always driving my daughter somewhere (she's not fat, but she's not skinny, either--doctor says she's "just right") or running errands or sitting on my ass working. And my joints can't endure much right now, and I've been ordered off high-impact exercise--such as running, mountain climbing, backpacking, step aerobics--for life. Swimming isn't working out, because though I float nicely with all this fat, my shoulder can't take more than a few yards of swimming any stroke before it starts to hurt. Biking works pretty good, but I'm no good for anything in the hot, humid weather we're having.
So...the gym it is! I used to love my little gym near my house, but it went out of business, and is being taken over by Planet Fitness--which I joined, but honestly, the one I joined has so many machines it give the impression of being a low-level torture chamber. My other club was much smaller and less crowded...which is probably why it went out of business. I do have a membership in the new PF, so when it opens (next week, maybe), I'll try to get started going again.
Went to "my" ocean beach today, got stung by something, and had to get out of the water. There were no jelly fish near enough to be stinging me, but I'm told the tentacles can fall off and still sting. Whatever it was, it was getting my arms and legs simultaneously, and getting Mr. and Miss Thing too, so we all got out of the water. Oh well. I love my ocean beach, but I have to put on so much sunblock it's daunting. It takes about 3 showers to get it all off, because it's really thick and waterproof, and I have to put a lot of it on. I *still* got a bit pink after only 2 hours!
My brother once got stung by a Portuguese "Man-O-War" (stinging jellyfish in the Florida Gulf, and the locals immediately doused him with either ammonia or vinegar, I can't remember which, and it immediately stopped the stinging. (Still had to remove all the little stingers, IIRC.)
Hope that helps, but it happened over 40 years ago, so it may not (memory gone or several parallel universes ago, maybe both).
Yeah, the lifeguards said they'd run out of vinegar, but the stinging wasn't bad and it went away in about 15 minutes. They used to say to use meat tenderizer. I've never tried either, because this is the first time I've gotten stung at that beach. So weird. The jellies weren't anywhere near us!
Vinegar or meat-tenderizer! I *knew* there was a weird home remedy for those stings! Thanks, mrst!
"Man-o-wars" (Men-of-war"?) have tendrils that reach out as far as 30 feet from their "bodies". And they often break off, and float along alone, still capable of stinging people.
Lucky you weren't swimming in Australian waters, they have a tiny version of their deadly "Box Jellyfish", called "irukandji", which easily makes it through the nets they put up to keep sharks and box-jellyfish out of swimming beach waters. The tiny versions (about a half-inch, max) are also capable of killing children and older people, but everyone else generally survives, often wishing they hadn't, as the neurotoxin in their stingers leaves the victim in agony for about two weeks, despite the generous provision of morphine.
After seeing a documentary on irukandji, I contacted the scientists identified in the documentary and suggested that they add mild 9-volt currents via tiny wires incorporated into the nets, as that's how they get the jellyfish's stingers to fire in the lab - a 9V shock from a battery. I even provided source contact info for a place that makes specialty wire (mostly for biomedical applications, like the electrode wires that connect pacemakers to the heart), and volunteered my efforts as an electrical engineer to design the electrical hardware necessary to power the nets and ensure they wouldn't harm swimmers that brushed-up against the nets.
For a while there, it looked like we were gaining momentum, the scientist liked the idea, there seemed to be interest from the government in funding new netting, I explained how 9V wasn't going to shock anybody, much less electrocute anyone.
Then, nothing. No further contact, no explanations. They apparently decided that the problem wasn't worth spending the money on the new nets, or maybe they felt the sudden appearance of electrical equipment near the beaches might have a negative impact on tourism.
Ironically, the irukandjis' stingers provide the strongest evidence for "Intelligent Design" that I know of. Their stingers are encapsulated in fragile "glass-like" globes that fracture at the slightest touch. Their stingers are like coil springs wound the most-energetically way possible - Against the natural direction of the coil, pressed tight against the "glass" globe the *wrong* way, such that when the globe breaks, the spring unwinds itself into a hypodermic needle in less than a millisecond, shooting straight into the skin a 1000x deeper than the diameter of the globe. Oh, and the "glass" globe can be shattered via nerve signal, too, so it's like a "Claymore" mine that can be triggered manually or via remote control.
The rest of the globe is filled with one of the most potent neurotoxins known to science. From an engineering perspective, it's *far* more sophisticated than anything even us Satan's Spawn American defense contractors would ever attempt to design. So, while the "Intelligent Design" Bible-thumpers are claiming credit for the wonders of nature, like kittens and puppies and dolphins and eagles, there's something else that they need to explain to us - Why did God design irukandji? To punish Australians for swimming in the ocean?
MrsT., I too am a PF memeber and take it from another person who feels lost in a gym, give the machines a try. They are not nearly as scary as they look.
I've been on the machines, wudy. It's just...so freakin' CROWDED! I don't like crowds.
These were the standard little jellies we have all up and down the east coast: red centers, clear casings, small with not particularly long tentacles. There were none within 10 feet of us when we all started feeling the stinging. Of the ones we'd seen, the biggest was about 4-5 inches in diameter; the smallest was about the diameter of a nickel. I've seen bigger ones washed up at the town dock, but never in the swimming areas.
Oh well. I LOVE my ocean beach, and I'm going to get back in the water there soon. The jellies don't stay all summer.
Do not forget tobacco (if you can find it) for sting. If you use a styrofoam float or a tube, you can at lest exercise your torso and legs in water. Web fingers are good, I think.
ALL flotation devices are forbidden at CT's public beaches, even if you have to pay to get in. It's a pain in the ASS! The logic behind it is that people use flotation devices and get carried out too far or into deep water, and inevitably fall in and need to be rescued. But honestly--it's still a PAIN! You can't even use bathing suits with the flotation devices built in, or water wings for the kiddies, those boards you can hang onto to practice swimming--nothing!
There are places where you can go tubing (riding down a river on a big inner tube), but you have to sign a form saying you KNOW that you could DIE doing this and you promise not to sue. Not worth the paper it's written on, but you have to sign it or you can't go tubing.
Back to American Food, there's a new soft drink available locally (may be a test market, IDK), Canada Dry Ginger Ale supplemented with Green Tea extract and Vitamin C. It also has less sugar than most soft drinks (that I find too sweet anyway).
I mix it 50-50 with grape juice, and like it even better that way.
BTW, I've been taking Resveratrol (325mg) for about a year now, and last year I had a lot more grey hair than I do now. Resveratrol's been reported to reverse hair greying, as well as other signs of aging.
Be careful when buying resveratrol, as they are notorious for mixing the actual resveratrol with other supplements and quoting the total mass of the "supplements" as if that was the amount of resveratrol. The pure stuff is about a dollar/day (325mg/day seems about the right dose). Let me know if you find it cheaper than about a dollar/325mg pill of pure resveratrol.
If interested in where I get mine (and save a lot of hunting around the Internet), whisper to me and I'll whisper back the website where I get mine).
Once I had a huge salad at a restaurant that covered the entire plate and when I had eaten enough of it to SEE the plate I saw that there was a big ring of dirt/unwashed nastiness around the entire rim. I was highly displeased.
I stopped eating at two restaurants because they repeatedly gave me glassed that had lipstick on them. The waitresses just said, "We can't do anything about that." The managers said, "It doesn't come off in the dishwasher." (Which it doesn't, but fuck that--somebody on the staff ought to wipe it off at some point.) So I said, "I'm not eating here again, then." They didn't seem to care. The food wasn't very good, anyway.
And one time, they gave me a glass turned over on a plate, and when I went to lift it off the plate, I couldn't--it was stuck like glue! The waitress seemed really annoyed at having to get me another glass.