Walking With Bob

Tis the season for instant gratification

 

It is 4:30 in the morning and I am cruising all the cable TV channels. Holy Cow! I counted the airwaves filled with no less than 13 FAT REMOVING INSTANT MIRICLE SCANTILY DRESSED SMOOTH TALKING SKINNY EXPERTS. There were Tummy Tuckers with pictures of folks who had lost tons of pounds. There were blenders that walked, talked, and crawled on their bellies like reptiles. The stuff they put in those receptacles would make you healthy, wealthy and wise. A TV star older than Methuselah was pulling ropes on some contraption from Mars. The exercise machine can be stored under your bed as soon as you figured how fold it up.

My favorites were the folks who will cook you five meals a day, plus add a free supply of their miracle power shake and send the stuff to you in the US Mail.

I confess. I got in on this mess back in the 1980s. I wrote a workbook “Give up the Fat, the Do It Yourself Fat to Fit Kit.” It sold for $9.95. I took it off the market. It did not work.

Seventy percent of Americans are overweight. Thirty percent are “Medically Obese.” We lead the entire world in this shameful statistic. The costs of “controlling” this pandemic is breaking the bank. The diets, weird workouts and medical cures are not sustainable.

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