… courtesy of the NY Times, which is no surprise. I did warn you, didn’t I? I just thought it might take a little longer than three days. [HT to June who left the link in the comments at Northview Diary.]
Yup, the food police are smelling blood and entering the arena. Once Obama gets control of health care with another layer of bureaucrats to establish more “guidelines”, we can expect Mickey D to go the way of the dinosaur.
You might think I’m a big fan of the Big Mac. I’m not. In fact, believe it or not, I’ve never, ever eaten one. But I am a big fan of freedom, and I get downright persnickety when the government co-opts my ability to make my own decisions – about food, or anything else. And you can place bets that once those skinny, little french fries have been banned – I’ll probably eat them every day. Just because.
But time is on our side, and so are the cliches. The day will come when Michael Pollan, the author of that op-ed lament, and a professor of journalism at Berkeley, will regret his self-righteous, pompous, moralistic rant. Someday, someone, somewhere, will pass a law banning something that he loves. Freedom of the press, perhaps?
On that day, one of my grandmother’s favorite sayings will come to pass:
And the Bible will, once again, be proven true:
And he who rolls a stone,
it will come back on him.