Mayor McCheese is Pissed

The way this country is going, by 2015, Americans won't have to have any responsibility for their own well being.

The Los Angeles city council is currently considering legislation that would ban the opening of fast food restaurants in a 32-square-mile area -- so restaurants like McDonald's, Burger King, Taco Bell and (my personal favorite) Fuddruckers would not be welcome.

So, why does LA want to evict Mayor McCheese and Grimace? Because they want to help eliminate the city's obesity problem. Why is it that people shouldn't be expected to take care of that themselves?

I have been eating at fast food restaurants my whole life, and I'm not one pound overweight. My heart rate is normal and cholesterol is low. Why? Because I exercise, so that I can eat what I like to eat.

Eliminating fast food restaurants isn't going to stop people from being fat -- they'll just find what they want to eat elsewhere; whether it's overindulging at existing restaurants in the area or at home. The culprit here isn't McDonald's or the other fast food chains, it's over indulgence and a lack of exercise. What is more, idiotic legislation like this helps foster the belief among the overweight that it's not their fault they're fat, and it's not their responsibility to take off the extra pounds.

If these LA legislators want to improve the lives of the citizens in their city, why aren't they outlawing the sale of beer or cigarettes in this 32-mile area?

People should be responsible for their own health, and for teaching their kids healthy life choices -- like keeping fast food meals to a minimum. If people choose to over indulge and feed their kids french fries, Whoppers and McGriddles, that's their own prerogative. It's not the responsibility of the government to help them lose weight and create legislation that would hinder organizations like my beloved Fuddruckers from making a buck.

Hey LA lawmakers, instead of going after criminals like the Hamburglar, why don't you go after the real criminals in your area. A long, slow death by eating half-pound Fuddrucker burgers is a lot more fun than getting killed by a bullet in the head from a gang member who shoots you down for wearing your hat the wrong way.

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