A lawmaker in California wants McDonalds to leave the toy out of the happy meal because, he says, it contributes to childhood obesity.
The toy is the only part of the happy meal that doesn't contribute to obesity. Let's just use some common sense here. If you don't want your child to eat happy meals, just don't buy him happy meals. It's really not that tough.
Oh, it's the marketers faults! Those evil advertising people who perform that voodoo that they do so well that makes us drive like zombies in our gas guzzling vehicles and inch forward in the drive through line where we are forced against our will to buy super-sized greasy, salty, fatty food. We're helpless to resist.
Should we be allowed to sue fast food places because they have yummy fries and bacon cheeseburgers that contribute to high cholesterol and overweight? Well, we surely aren't conscious enough to find a phone number for an attorney unless we see commercials every ten minutes that tell us that we're entitled to a large settlement if there is, might be, or has ever been anything wrong with us.
Those violent video games might be bad for our children, but what can we do? Their friends have them and if our children don't have them they might grow up thinking they are inferior. They might feel bad. They might even get mad at us. Oh, the horror!
If your 8 year old's physician has put him on a restricted calorie diet because his weight is causing health concerns and your husband is out of work, please don't tell me that you're going to buy Easter candy and cigarettes after work because they're on sale today at your pharmacy. I just don't want to hear it.
We make choices every day. I admit it. I make my share of stupid ones. But I'm not going to blame a plastic toy, a brilliant marketing campaign, or peer pressure for my stupid mistakes. I refuse to give away my power like that.
Surely lawmakers have something more important to do than go after happy meal toys. Surely lawyers have enough real battles to fight. Surely we don't really believe we are totally controlled by advertisers, no matter how clever they are.
For crying in a bucket, people, it's time to find our ovaries and grow up!