In an age of advergaming, more than food is being processed. We are being processed, by food industry marketing distortions. Our kids are being processed.
As I write this, I am just back from my colonoscopy. All went well, but I am still shrugging off the lingering tendrils of my sedation. So let’s chalk up any grammatical snafus to that, shall we?
As I write this, I am flying back to the U.S. from Qatar - the richest country in the world. As such, it provides a vivid demonstration that money can’t buy you health any more than it can buy you love.
In that riveting courtroom scene we all know from the movie, A Few Good Men, Jack Nicholson’s character famously tells us: we can’t handle the truth. That often seems the case with regard to food.
I almost joined Michael Moss, the Pulitzer Prize-winning New York Times journalist whose work on addictive junk food recently graced the cover of the paper’s magazine, on MSNBC’s Morning Joe program last week.
We might, I suppose, hold all victims of Hurricane Sandy, or our recent blizzard here in New England, or Hurricane Katrina personally responsible for the various ills that befell them.
Since an iron lung costs quite a few dollars, the prevention of polio cannot make sense. Right? If that one has you scratching your head, with a ‘say what?’
Brominated vegetable oil is the ingredient a teenage girl noticed in her Gatorade. Her investigation revealed potential health risks associated with BVO, and she started an on-line petition to get this apparently alarming ingredient out of her sports drink.
Predictably, the collective response of my friends and colleagues in public health to a new television ad about obesity by the Coca-Cola Company has been less than warm and bubbly.
There are, of course, some valid concerns and challenges raised by those who oppose gun control. I don’t mind admitting that. For one thing, nothing worthwhile- as having fewer gun-related deaths in the U.S. is worthwhile- is ever easy.