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yellowonesdontstop:

I have long believed this woman to be the 666, and now I know it’s true.
Don’t get it twisted. I love butter and carbs and sugar and everything fat, but when I saw she became the spokesperson for Smithfield farms, I realized what a total endorsement whore she was. Even if you don’t believe Rolling Stone’s exposé by Jeff Tietz about Smithfield farms and their abhorrent practices, there’s no way a remotely responsible person would want to touch that company with a ten foot pole—unless they paid you bank.
Now I find out the Queen of Lard has Type 2 diabetes, which is sad, however, instead of taking responsibility for the unhealthy food she promotes, she signs on to be a spokesperson for a diabetes drug.
Someone who gave a shit about the people who admire her might take this opportunity to promote awareness and a lifestyle change. I’d hope they’d want to maybe sign on with the American Diabetes Association if they were looking to use their public popularity for good. Maybe they could use their fortune and influence to research ways to make good healthy food more readily available to all Americans across all socioeconomic backgrounds.
But, no.
No surprise here, Paula’s signed on with big pharma.
We have an epidemic in this country. And trust me, as someone who loves overindulgent food, I wish sugar and saturated fats were good for us, but they’re not. I wish that food passed through a drive-thru window was healthy, but it’s overwhelmingly not. I wish the portion sizes at Cheesecake Factory were normal, but they’re not. I wish I could live at Sonic, but I’d like to live to see grandkids. I wish our country’s children weren’t facing an epidemic of obesity and diabetes, but they are.
Big pharma? They don’t want to fix the root of any problems. They want us to have the heart disease and the diabetes because it means more money in their already fat pockets. “Keep eating crap, America! We will just make a pill to fix you, while simultaneously feeding us!”
And now they’ve found an all too willing spokesperson.
“Haaaay, y’all, I’m the fucking devil!”

YES.

staygoldenkeeks:

yellowonesdontstop:

I have long believed this woman to be the 666, and now I know it’s true.

Don’t get it twisted. I love butter and carbs and sugar and everything fat, but when I saw she became the spokesperson for Smithfield farms, I realized what a total endorsement whore she was. Even if you don’t believe Rolling Stone’s exposé by Jeff Tietz about Smithfield farms and their abhorrent practices, there’s no way a remotely responsible person would want to touch that company with a ten foot pole—unless they paid you bank.

Now I find out the Queen of Lard has Type 2 diabetes, which is sad, however, instead of taking responsibility for the unhealthy food she promotes, she signs on to be a spokesperson for a diabetes drug.

Someone who gave a shit about the people who admire her might take this opportunity to promote awareness and a lifestyle change. I’d hope they’d want to maybe sign on with the American Diabetes Association if they were looking to use their public popularity for good. Maybe they could use their fortune and influence to research ways to make good healthy food more readily available to all Americans across all socioeconomic backgrounds.

But, no.

No surprise here, Paula’s signed on with big pharma.

We have an epidemic in this country. And trust me, as someone who loves overindulgent food, I wish sugar and saturated fats were good for us, but they’re not. I wish that food passed through a drive-thru window was healthy, but it’s overwhelmingly not. I wish the portion sizes at Cheesecake Factory were normal, but they’re not. I wish I could live at Sonic, but I’d like to live to see grandkids. I wish our country’s children weren’t facing an epidemic of obesity and diabetes, but they are.

Big pharma? They don’t want to fix the root of any problems. They want us to have the heart disease and the diabetes because it means more money in their already fat pockets. “Keep eating crap, America! We will just make a pill to fix you, while simultaneously feeding us!”

And now they’ve found an all too willing spokesperson.

“Haaaay, y’all, I’m the fucking devil!”

YES.