Here is a good example of how assumptions make for bad policy. The lady who wrote this poem is as thin and healthy as you can get. By the sound of this poem, she doesn't stay that way by eating a government recommended diet:
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“Thanks” for Thanksgiving Dinner (2014?)
A
timely piece of poetry by Cari Bieter
Thanksgiving
Day is coming
And
I can easily wait!
The
tofu turkey’s in the oven,
So
I’ll be good and late!
How
times have changed, my darlings—
As
I remember well
Aromas
from the kitchen,
Oh,
how I loved that smell!
Mom
was in her apron,
All
day fixing stuff!
Pumpkin
pies and candied yams—
I
could never get enough!
A
great big bowl of dressing
Was
stuffed into the bird.
I
watched her pop it in the oven
Without
saying a word!
Our
relatives would pile in,
The
house was such a clutter!
I
could hardly wait to taste
Those
rolls with lots of butter!
Our
table would be groaning
With
sweets and fatty food!
No
one cared—we dug right in
Because
it tasted good!
Heaps
of mashed potatoes
with
gravy thick and tasty;
Alas,
those days are over,
My
taste buds dormant now.
The
tofu turkey’s roasting,
And
I shall take a vow:
I
shan’t enjoy my dinner
On
this Thanksgiving Day!
Without
the buttered, candied yams
And
mincemeat pies—no way!
Here
comes Uncle Herbert
A
bottle under his arm.
Is
it wine? Or champagne?
No!
They might do us harm!
“Bottled
water is my gift—
A
welcome change of pace!”
We
sit down at the table,
No
smile on my face!!
The
government has told us
In
no uncertain terms—
To
gain an ounce is evil,
As
bad as getting germs!
No
sweets, no fat, no real meat,
And
butter is the devil!
I’ll
fixate on the good old days,
In
those memories I shall revel!
Tofu
turkey, sprouted bread,
Organic
veggies too.
And
for dessert? There’s no dessert—
Sugar
is taboo!!
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Happy
Thanksgiving, my dears!
I'm off to Sprouts in Round Rock today to buy my "Tofurkey"-- it's on sale too!
ReplyDeletehmmmm, I'd like to see a picture of the tofurkey on the table, cooked and ready to eat. How do they fake the dark meat with that ... lol?
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