Eat at ethnic restaurants. We have Ethiopian, Cuban, Vietnamese, Thai, and some more that use all traditional ingredients. You have to seek out the ones that cook with real ingredients but it's not hard in a large city. Ethiopian food includes Gored Gored, raw cubes of beef cooked only in a heated spicey butter. To die for!
This is a sore subject with me.
"The Government, as a consumer advocate has regulated other sides of the food business on our behalf"
You got a mouse in your pocket???
"The Government" has already overstepped it's constitutional bounds many many times. If I want to sit down and chew on a 16oz porterhouse slathered in thick mushroom sauce with a side of freshly deep fried potatoe strips covered in salt, and washing it down with a good whole milk shake, I am damn well going to do it. Which I will follow with a good marble row cigarette. I don't need the government, nor any backdoor buLLS*** from a company trying to tell me how to live my life via threatening/denying my health insurance, which btw is out of control because the idiots in charge of the government allow frivilous lawsuits such as sueing mcdonalds because someone has developed diabetes, or is to fat to fit through the door due to lack of self control. I am by no means the picture of physical fitness, but do I blame you or mcdonalds for it? No, that is all on me.
It's called personal responsibility. An act that requires a sense of individual independence, rather than depending on some liberal a**wipe in congress to tell me what I should and should'nt do. How does one person no matter what their position think that they alone know better than I how to live my life?
The next logical step is a police state. If your going to pass laws telling people how to think, how to eat, how to sleep, how to work, how to play, how to love, and every other aspect of life be it moral, ethics, physically, or mentally, the laws that you pass have to have some reprocussions for breaking them.
So are you telling me you'd advocate having someone like me arrested for eating a twinkie? or steak, or for shooting my guns, or for that matter ordering french fries?
At the end of your time, dead is dead. You do not go before your time, I can personally attest to that after having been laid out on the street with no heart beat, breath or any other sign of life for several minutes after being hit by an a**hole higher than a kite on an illegal substance. by all rights and knowledge of the physicians who treated me, I should have never made it past my 17th birthday.
Making that drug an illegal substance didn't stop him from nailing me with 3.5k of steel at 60 mph. (74 nova)
Making anything illegal only stops the law abiding; criminals be definition are law breakers and could care less.
Any and all liberal B****'s who would tell me what I can and can't do because they themselve's have no sense of personal responsibility or morals can go play in their fairyland utopia and leave me the hell out of their BS.