Thursday, November 26, 2009

Speaking of Fast Food



This van has been parking in my neighborhood recently. It was love at first sight. Okay. It was hate at first site, until Sheldon told me to look closer, then it was love at first sight.

At first, I looked away because of Ronald. I have had a burning hatred for McDonald’s ever since I was a child. Animal cruelty issues, gluttony, laziness, low-quality food, global litter, you name it. As a result, the mere portrait of Ronald McDonald makes me nauseously turn away. What can I say? Clowns are creepy. Couple them with something even creepier, like fast food, and they become terrifying!

Once I looked closer, I had to smile. Indeed, McDonald’s wants your soul... and your wallet. In exchange, they will give you 15 pounds of body fat per year, elevated triglyceride and LDL levels, and low-quality food with a bout of E. coli on the side.

Anyway, this van belongs to a clothing company called Iron Fist Rocks. They make cute, punk-style clothes. I couldn’t find any connection between their merchandise and the anti-McDonald’s theme, but I appreciate it. Thank you for making my day, Iron Fist Rocks. Perhaps, one day, the food industry will be ruled with an iron fist.

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