Yes Folks – today is World Obesity Day.
My first thought was that this is a day when we celebrate the porkers amongst us and stuff ourselves silly with as much food as we can tolerate. A sort of “Hug a Fatty” day.
Apparently that is not so, alas.
I’m not quite sure what anyone is supposed to do today. What is the point? Is it supposed to be one of those fucking awful “awareness” days, where suddenly we look in the mirror or step on the scales for the first time in years and realise we are twice the person we used to be? They have been bleating about obesity for long enough and loud enough for everyone to have spared it a thought by now. We have been inundated with shitty television programmes where a bunch of unfortunates are humiliated in front of the cameras to lose weight. All we hear about is diets, “healthy eating” and how we should be living our lives if we are
gullible responsible citizens.
Of course we don’t have an obesity problem here in Ireland. Well, not from today anyway. You see our Glorious Gubmint yesterday raised the price of a bottle of Coca Cola from €2.40 to €3 thereby inflating their coffers and instantly deflating waistlines. A sort of living off the fat of the land tax?
Isn’t it amazing how many problems can instantly be solved by imposing or raising taxes?. And
when if those problems aren’t solved, just raise taxes even further?
We have also solved the smoking thing, incidentally.
50c extra on all tobacco…..