The Fall & Killer at Large

The Fall is just the best movie. Aside from a ton of other movies that have a well put together plot and make more sense. It is generally a very good movie. It's one of those movies that is very visually stimulating, so stimulating that you completely don't understand what the story is about. And it doesn't matter! Who cares!? Lee Pace cares, that little girl cares, but they were there so they know what's happening.

I've seen that movie a million times, and I was recovering from diarrhea-inducing amusement park food, so I threw on a movie. But my boyfriend threw on Killer at Large, a documentary about obesity in America. I didn't ask why he picked that one, but I'm guessing it had something to do with the people at the amusement park. I mean, these people were uniformly overweight and disgusting. It obviously had a lot to do with how hot it was, but more-so about how significantly overweight everyone was, and in a bathing suit.

A saw a boy who was about 7 years old and and roughly my weight. I felt terrible for him. I felt even worse when his dearest mommy bought him a pile of candy and deep fried everything. Gross. He has no chance in life to not have rickets or diabetes.

So this documentary was beyond low budget, but was very informative when it came to telling me how fat everyone can be and how it's the government's fault. I get the argument that other people should be responsible for your children. But I more believe in the argument that you should be responsible for your own children. I don't have kids. But my parents did! And the three of us went to a shitty public school, where they offered awful food. We got voted worst public food in the state and I'm pretty sure that included the jails. Point is, yes there were definitely fat people at my high school, and some of them should have put down the fork (shovel), but the three of us are in great shape.

Our parents fed us every night a great healthy meal, and made sure there was left-overs if they weren't able to cook. They didn't leave a pile of candy on the table with a note saying "we went to McDonalds to pick up dinner, so this is to hold you over till we get home". No, parents need to stop feeding their kids garbage. If you're not in the position to feed your kids or control what they eat, it's called not being a parent. So it's one or the other, people.

I never realized how many unfit parents there are, but go to Six Flags on a summer holiday. It's like a magnet for these people. I saw this mom ask her 3 year old 'what the fuck his problem was' when he got too excited AT A THEME PARK. If I had kids, I would be anything but surprised if my child got excited over being at Six Flags. In fact I'd be more apt to ask him what his problem was if he was all mellow and boring. Go nuts mini-me! Go run senselessly into a stranger's crotch by accident! Yell at the worker to let you on the roller coaster even though you're 1/4 of an inch too short! Tell me how much you love me more than your biological parents! But no.

So to all of you seven readers who accidentally clicked on this site thinking it was porn, tell all your amusement park frequenters that they're more than likely bad parent, or overweight. Or nothing, whatever.

Don't forget to reblog or comment, or both, or just watch Parks and Recreation. It's all the same to me.

Love,

Database.