Our “Comfort”-able Lives

We all like to think that the USA is this amazing country where absolutely everything is available at our fingertips and made for us to live comfortably… and therefore everyone is happy all the time. I beg to differ. In fact I’m pretty sure the opposite is true.

I saw an ad this morning on the train for Jet Blue that said “The Best Snacks Free – fly Jet Blue”. This is how we choose our flights? Fuck getting there without crashing, why does that matter? OHHH free pretzels? I’m there!

How many people do you know that are happy with their jobs? Or even their fields of study in college? I know about 3 in total. And the longer people stay in their fields, the more unhappy they seem to be. People go to work like drones, doing whatever mediocre and pathetic thing they can in order to feed their families.

Let’s talk about food for a moment. Since when did we as a people start “craving” nasty shit. Like burgers, and taco bell, and all this disgusting crap. And since when does everything revolve around calories. You REALLY can’t tell that a quadruple pounder is unhealthy without looking at the fact that it has 16,000 calories? And WTF do you need to put into a cupcake that it has like 1,100 calories. That’s a whole day’s worth of food for me. As a kid, I was never allowed to eat any of that. The most unhealthy thing I ate was pizza. And not that dominos crap – but really pizza with REAL tomato sauce. When did we stop eating REAL food? You know like carrots and raspberries? Maybe your 4 year old kid wouldn’t be the size of a God damn WHALE if you didn’t feed him 10 whopper meals a day. Maybe you also wouldn’t be so miserable if you didn’t wake up every morning with clogged arteries. Maybe that set of 30 stairs wouldn’t be so hard to climb if your diet didn’t revolve around fried chicken and fries. Might I add how all this crap has become our comfort food. We take a lunch break from our shitty jobs to go get our shitty  fried food and go back to our shitty jobs just to finish work and get more shitty fried food to feed our shitty obese families.

Let’s talk about family. How many people are actually happy in their marriages? How many people do you know that actually want to come home and spend QUALITY time with their families? Who even remembers what quality time is? What happened to good ol’ fashioned game nights? You know what family time is now? You have a pathetic and lonely emo teenager listening to some Slipknot locked in his room, an annoying and equally pathetic whale sized 4 year old demanding more fries or ice cream in the kitchen. The wife is probably ready to drown herself while taking a bath because she gained 19 pounds on Weight Watchers and the Dad, if there is one, sitting watching some football with fried chicken in one hand and his 20th beer in the other. That’s your modern family.

So how comfortable are we really? We wake up every morning feeling like shit because our diet of “comfort” food is weighing us down more and more. We then avoid movement as much as possible and find whatever means necessary to get to work without really moving – even if that involves driving in bumper to bumper traffic for 4 hours instead of walking to the train station. We sit for 8 hours staring at computers, pretending we’re important and making a “difference” some how – the only real difference being the amount of money lining your boss’s pocket. We take breaks from our pathetic jobs to eat “comfort” food to add more weight to our already fat bodies. Then we go home and do everything possible to avoid spending time with our shitty equally fat families. We eat too much, drink too much, smoke too much, and care too little. Then we elect “representatives” to make “changes” in our lives…. and their lives are equally as pathetic as ours.. except their burgers cost $10 instead of $2.

Now we can’t change everything at once. But here’s an idea, change the things you can. Stop ordering sesame chicken every chance you get. Stop treating your wife like she’s obligated to stay with you. Stop letting your kids destroy their bodies. Just stop. Add a carrot a day to your diet.. because you have to start somewhere. Change something, do something. You have an awesome ability to analyze yourself and stop being a douche-bag.