Nanny in Chief

... at your own riskEpicure Brillat Savarin famously said, “tell me what you eat and I will tell you what you are.” With Michelle Obama it has to be “tell me what to eat and I will tell you what you are.” Because she can’t keep her finger out of our pie, and then  wants to tell us what kind it should be (low-fat, low sugar, high fiber, organic, tasteless for us; fattening, large, expensive and delicious for her), we know what she is –  a hypocrite and a socialist, too.

While she can’t fully monitor adults’ food –  yet –  she can pick on schoolchildren. She wants a say in their breakfasts, school lunches, vending machines and even fund-raising snacks. She got it with the Healthy, Hunger-Free Kids act signed by her husband yesterday.

M.O. explained, “When many children get up to half their daily calories from school meals, it’s clear that we as a nation have a responsibility to meet as well. We can’t just leave it up to the parents.”

Let that last bit sink in. “We can’t just leave it up to the parents.” Why not? Who else? Her? I guess.

She got 4.5 billion for the act; for letting parents renounce their responsibilities. That takes aim at one of the most basic instincts of nature, the desire of the mother to nourish the child and the desire of the father to provide for his family. Take this away and a basic bond and basic foundation of culture, the family, is weakened. Might one ask what happens on weekends and summer breaks? Should the government assign someone to monitor children’s eating habits then, too? What’s the next step? Children living at schools to save them from their idiot, abusive families? It’s a topic worthy of Jonathan Swift.

This obsession of Michelle’s even sees the danger of obesity as a national security problem to quote her. A few extra pounds here, a few extra pounds there and suddenly the country is in danger of collapse. Who knew a few vending machine candy bars were that powerful?

At the signing, the president acknowledged his wife’s zeal for this subject with another of his henpecked “jokes.” “Had I not been able to get this bill passed, I would be sleeping on the couch,” he told the audience. One wonders if that scenario might have been tempting.

Americans can only hope that the national character is not completely dead in our children. Let’s hope they rise up, as in Prohibition, and start some snack selling businesses in the playgrounds. Hey, it worked for the Kennedys. Maybe we still have enough desire for liberty left to get a counter culture started.

Then we can say, “tell me what to eat, and I will tell you where to go.”

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