once upon a time, the only time i could really feel like i had threatened my life with one order of food was when i would go to some sort of fair or fest. there, i could revel in the fried oreos, fried coke, fried twinkies, fried snickers, or just a plain old funnel cake (which is, of course, fried). once in a while, i could venture into the world of deadly fat on my own if i knew someone with a fryer. even when i went to a fast food place, i knew that despite the mysterious blend of meat they might pass as beef, or the supersized amount of fries they would add, i would only have a food induced nap as a consequence. even from such establishments as carl's jr or wendy's(the baconator?) that turn their nose up at even the hint of health, i was never in fear of my safety. then, kfc threw down the gauntlet with the double down:

i can respect the total departure from even the lip service of health. places like mcdonalds trying to update their image with fancier atmosphere and a "healthier" menu smacks of fraud. it would be like arnold schwarzenegger trying to play a respectable politician, oh wait, forget that one. i will also probably get one soon enough. i might as well use my young metabolism while i can. i can't say that i am happy that there is one more step towards this country becoming totally obese. the fact is that kfc wouldn't sell it if there wasn't a market for it, so bucking the trend has to start with a fundamental shift in how we eat as families. until then, welcome to carnival food all year round.
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