I’ve been spending some time with a family member who suffered a severe stroke six months ago. He’s at home and receives twice daily visits from various medical support barnyard animals (imagine what this costs the health care system!).
Three of the four women who rotate through his schedule are obese with two of them being morbidly obese. I’d estimate the two biggest slobs weight in at over 300lbs. These two would be in the 30’s while the other large plough hog would probably be in her early 40’s.
These women spend their days tending to fat fucking losers who dedicated years to destroying their bodies. Their patients stuffed every manner of rubbish down their ravenous maws from Coca Cola to Doritos to never ending buckets of KFC. Most of them probably drank too much - no doubt some smoked cigarettes. All of them had a decades long relationship with a sofa and a TV.
These caregivers are the pointy end of the spear - they are on the front lines treating the outcomes that are a result of epic gluttony and sloth.
One would think that they might use this as motivation to sort their own shit out. They see the brutal outcomes on an hourly basis. Nope - they seem to see their dying clients as role models and seek to emulate their disgusting lifestyles. They are on the treadmill to disability and death and cannot help themselves.
As I observe them going about their business as eat a bowl of organic nuts, a mashed banana, some wild picked blueberries, protein powder and creatine with a splash of iced spring water, and prepare for a gym session, my Cult of Superiority is stoked hotter than a steel mill blast furnace. If they could peer over my shoulder as I type this, describing them as disgraceful stupid, weak, feeble-minded morons they would no doubt be appalled. Anyone who dares not to be captured by the death machine is seen as a freak… a weirdo….comparable to Hitler. How can life be worth living when one eschews 1.5 litre bottles of sugar drinks and 3-4-1 Domino’s pizza.
Celebrate gluttony and sloth - condemn the stoic.
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Moving on, yesterday I engaged one of the plough hogs asking her if she had seen a big uptick in patient levels in the past couple of years. She responded in the affirmative saying there has been a deluge of stroke victims and that they are struggling to find enough caregivers to do the rounds (two of the four caregivers coming here are from Nigeria so the government is having to import workers to deal with the large volumes of busted barnyard animals). She also mentioned that she visits quite a few doctors who have been dropped by strokes (circus animals).
I asked her what she thought might be causing this wave of disabling strokes and she said ‘I think it’s something in the water.’ Yes, there must be something that has been added to the global water supply over the past two years that is causing millions of disabilities. Makes perfect sense. Duh.
My superiority is real. How can one not feel … disgust… for these fucking fools. Particularly when they continue to inject Death Shots.
In other news, our 21 year old fully injected niece collapsed on the golf course two days ago. She underwent a battery of tests yesterday including a full cardio check. No word yet on the cause but I am thinking POTS which is a side-effect of the Death Shots. My other guess would be a neurological disorder courtesy of injecting poison. Of course I am the only family member who is making the connection (because I am superior and everyone else is a stupid fucking moron). I would not be surprised if the doctors treating her recommend she take another booster.
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It's interesting how this plague has developed. When I was at school in the 60s & 70s, there'd be one or two "bloaters" in the whole school. These characters were likely unfortunate folk with metabolic disorders of some sort, because we all got plenty of exercise then. The only "fast food" available was fish & chips. It was only in the 80s that fast food chain outlets appeared in nearly every town. Even so, chronic obesity was still rare. The real up-tick seemed to occur after computers & smartphones became ubiquitous. I remember visiting a colleague around 2000-1, whose teenage son had his mates round with their computers for a "LAN party". I thought they must be a very unusual collection of nerds! With the explosion of internet availability and "smarter" smartphones, this trend has seen explosive growth, capturing wider numbers of "normies". It seems to be perfectly acceptable for young folk to spend a whole weekend immersed in multi-player virtual worlds, only pausing for another gutful of junk food and fizzy crap. We used to walk miles to school and keep the bus fare as spending money. Most of us had pushbikes and would cycle anywhere too far to walk. I am horrified to see "the school run" become a normal thing, with roads clogged by oversized vehicles, driven by oversized parents dropping their darling bloaters at the school gates. The country has gone to the dogs, placed its bets and spent its winnings on burgers and fizzy crap.
This is absolute gourmet Fast Eddy. Hats off to you. You're the Rodney Dangerfield of Substack. May the fat bastards bust a seam and get caught with their pants down.