Having just spent the better part of the morning reading other people’s thoughts on New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg’s proposal to ban the sale of extra-large sweetened drinks, I’m confused by the hard feelings expressed by those against it. How so? Let me explain.
Consider the source. Bloomberg was a Democrat before he entered politics. In 2001, then Republican Mayor Rudy Giuliani was extremely popular for his efforts during the 9/11 crisis. But Giuliani had reached his term limit. Sensing the opportunity, Bloomberg jumped from the Democratic party to the Republican party and ran for mayor. Now when a politician converts from one party to another it is always a red flag, but for Mike it worked. He got elected in 2001. I’ll let the city slickers off the hook here and say they were numbed by staggering personal loss and social upheaval from the 9/11 events.
However, Mike was elected again in 2005. The city slickers get no pass on this one. At this point, as a 2-term mayor that had hit his limit, Mike had to walk away. It was then that Bloomberg rejected the Republican party and declared his independence. So, the life-long Democrat turned Republican mayor, now an independent citizen was out of office with time on his hands. What to do? Easy. Spearhead an effort to amend New York City’s term-limits law. He was successful and that got him into office for a third time.
Do you see the problem? This is not a principled man. He is an opportunist that has proven he will do or say virtually anything to achieve his personal ambitions. This type of personal make-up is good for the business world, as his billions prove, but an opportunistic chameleon has the makings for a poor mayor.
As it turns out, Bloomberg has a penchant for initiating intrusive and meddlesome policies into the lives of the common folk. And now Meddlesome Mike claims his ban on big-gulping will solve the obesity problem and save New Yorker’s from themselves. Really?
Now, I know soda isn’t good for the body — hurts the innards, rots the teeth, that kind of stuff. But beyond the basics, I’m no carbonated beverage expert. True, I’ve slammed down 7-up. I’ve mello-yellowed, too. But I’m more of a user than abuser and because I’m no coke fiend, I’m ill prepared to drawn my own conclusion based upon personal experience. So I consulted an expert.
I called Dr. Pepper and she explained that the myriad factors that produce obesity in our culture — inactive life-styles, genes, hormone problems, age, illnesses and / or associated medicines, unhealthy food — these far out weigh pop. I don’t know how much pop weighs but overall, Dr. Pepper’s reasoning makes more sense to me than Meddlesome Mike’s, so I’m prepared to believe the good doctor. It is preposterous to think banning big-gulping will reduce obesity.
Why believe Meddlesome Mike anyway? He’s a slippery opportunist, the exact kind of politician America doesn’t need. Further, he’s the poster boy for a bent philosophy that pushes the idea that the enlightened liberal minority should rule the dim-witted, sluggish majority. If a Republican doesn’t like guns, he doesn’t buy one; if a Liberal doesn’t like guns, he doesn’t allow anyone to buy one. It is a sick and twisted outlook, isn’t it? Who would support someone that views life with that type of outlook? Obviously, New York city slickers.
So, Gotham, here’s the thing, you put the clown into office. Meddlesome Mike and his amateur hour policies are on you. Stop whining. You got what you asked for. Maybe it’s time to look in the mirror. The reality is, although you’ll never admit it, the Big Apple has a few worm holes. Quite a few, in fact. And from the outside looking in, much of the country thinks you folks have become as silly as California.
Is the big gulp ban asinine? Absolutely. But not nearly as asinine as electing Meddlesome Mike three times.