Meditations on Food and Sex

I love my food. 

Some of us really enjoy our food, others despise it, and others really do not care much about it.  Here is America we are taught a few different things from our parents depending on cultural differences.  There are two main viewpoints and some people get one, some get the other, while some people are torn and taught both.

1. Eat all your food.  There are starving kids in Africa that could live for a week off of what you throw away.
2. You ate too much.  You are fat.

Now, there is most definitely a major problem with obesity in this country.  There is also an issue with eating disorders.  On top of it, we are force fed the idea that your image means everything from the time we are young children.  This is where it all clashes.  What are we supposed to do?

To top the issue off even more is the prevalence of video games, computers, and of course television.  These are all things that keep us from getting off of our fat asses and taking a walk.  They also help with the fact that we do not really have to converse with people face to face anymore.  Intelligent conversation, the evil riot-starter is out the window as well.  As long as we are still happy watching that reality garbage, we no longer have to want things.  As long as we, bovine America, are being force-fed Doritos by some asshole with a bad toupee or some dysfunctional family with a million kids, then we will sit and be happy as Hindu cattle.

I know I know, television is not all bad.  I agree, it isn't, just most of it.  Advertising is one of the major culprits here.  If we do not have the best body, the coolest shoes, the nicest skin, the most awesome iProduct, then we are even bigger losers than we already feel like and, again, no one will want to have sex with us.

Is that what is all boils down to?  Sex?  We all know that sex sells in advertising and all that, but I am thinking that it is the heart of everything.  We are, for the most part, endowed with this very strong instinct to want to reproduce.  We are built to survive, but that survival instinct is really only in place to fuck.  I remember that time in high school, puberty, and those feelings that a young man gets.  I felt like I wanted to have sex with everything, not to mention that I could many many times in a row.  To a young guy, anything can make you want to.  It is so hard to get anything done when every math problem reminds you of sixty-nine, biology class reminds you of the female body parts, and when you are trying to do sports the cheerleaders are distracting ever move.  It is frustrating and overwhelming.

Sex.  We want to reproduce.  The smart people in marketing, those assholes that see everything as a dollar sign know this.  What are our fears and insecurities rooted in?  The fact that if we do not have a biggest tits, hardest penis, or most awesome car, then it is less likely that we will find a beautiful mate to reproduce with.  You will not be the alpha male and only get the sloppy seconds of of the alpha male.  You are a sub dominate example of a human and therefore do not get to mate with the people that will produce the smartest and most attractive offspring.

Is this what our ancestors meant for us?  Did they toil and fight for survival so that some smooth young prick can tell us what to eat, what to wear, and how to treat a woman? 

It all seems so unnatural. 

I do not offer much in the way of conclusions, just questions.  It just occurred to me that the cavemen are probably looking down on us and thinking that we are morons.  They may have worked harder than we do, but at least they had a purpose and something worth being proud of.  Voltaire famously stated that we much "cultivate our garden".  This is what we, as a society, seem to not be doing enough of.  We are too busy giving our children diabetes while destroying the planet.

I guess that at least we are multitasking this issue.  All I can think of is a drunken frat idiot yelling "I've got two beers!!"

On that note, I feel like asking Donald Sutherland if I can buy some pot from him.  =)