Self-Awareness, Lack Thereof (Part 3,563)
First Lady Michelle Obama was not the first person to note with alarm that the US obesity rate is ballooning like Rush Limbaugh on a Ho-Ho binge. The US Coast Guard had to revise its safe boating regulations to decrease the number of persons assumed to max out weight capacity per vessel. This was necessary to accommodate our national fondness for lard-fried bacon-wrapped sausages in nacho-chili sauce washed down with 64-oz vats of high-fructose corn syrup.
However, Michelle Obama had the temerity to suggest that it might behoove us to detach our pudgy offspring from the PlayStation, shred a few carrots into their Fruity Pebbles and shoo them outdoors occasionally. This is tantamount to forcibly warehousing young Snotleigh in an ACORN-FEMA camp to dine on undressed arugula while mouthing pro-Obama slogans.
It also gave wingnut blowhards leave to bellow like ruptured cows every time our frighteningly fit FLOTUS is caught eating anything more substantial than a bean sprout:
But still, one wonders why these three specimens, who have at least six chins between them, took it upon themselves to push back on the svelte First Lady’s call for moderation between French fried debaucheries?

Wouldn’t a dried piece of kelp like Ann Coulter, who appears to subsist solely on spite, scotch and cigarillos, be a more credible messenger? Maybe. But such speculation ignores the total dearth of wingnut self-awareness, a howling void that allows avid government teat-sucklers to denounce lazy unemployed people and compels folks who rubber-stamped GWB’s repeated debt ceiling hikes to tell us that raising it now constitutes intolerable socialist profligacy. Ho hum.
Posted by Betty Cracker on 07/12/11 at 09:13 AM • Permalink
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