"I don't know how you can put that poison into your body."
"You feed your kid too much sugar."
"You know what caused your baldness, right? Gluten. All the gluten you eat. When I cut out gluten, I sprouted hair everywhere, doubled my IQ, added 650 yards to my golf drive, and made my farts smell like jasmine."
The Diet Police. We all know them. Not coincidentally, we all hate them.
As I listened to one of these pompous twits lecture someone, I had an epiphany. Would I rather be:
- Someone who enjoys life and who, if I die at 70, is grieved as a fun-loving soul who died much too young, or
- Someone who so obnoxiously masturbates on people about the superiority of my dietary choices that if I die at 70, they will not be able to conceal their delight about the irony?