But Officer, I Like Ring Dings
They must be kidding. Say it isn’t so. In a nation where ideological policies have failed miserably over fifty years, the powers that be now want to determine what foods we can eat. Paving the road to Hell with good intentions might be a shovel-ready project, but if I wanted to be forced to eat a bowl of rice with my one allotted child, I would re-locate to Communist China.
Child abuse? That’s why we have juries in our system. 12 reasonable-minded citizens might not convict mom for serving cereal to her daughter, but that’s called America.
I have spent a lifetime focused on proper nutrition and exercise. Yet, I would vote not guilty. It’s called freedom. I became fond of the concept and would like to keep it. I sure hope Congressman Orwell is man enough to think of the consequences. Maybe, he should go home and have a drink. Whoops. Another post.