A Love Letter

Dear America,

You know how you could fix healthcare in our country? Quit being fat. Put down your cheeseburgers, get off your fat butt and exercise. Quit blaming the fast food companies. They're not the ones that made you be too busy to actually sit down with your family and have a good meal. They don't have your best interest in mind. This is all your fault, and it's time to start taking responsibility for your actions. Know why you have high blood pressure, diabetes, and joint pain? Could it be that you're carrying around an extra 100 pounds you don't need? Maybe?

Yes, you have the right to make your own choices. I'm tired of having to pay for them. My health insurance company makes my premiums higher to pay for your bad decisions. That's something to get angry about. Before you go shooting off your mouth about how the president's going to take your precious money away, think about how those donuts you've been eating caused this mess. Put them down and the problem would be solved! You could cure your diabeetus, Wilford, by eating vegetables every once and a while and getting off that horse and walking. Heaven knows the horse would be thankful. And just watching The Biggest Loser on tuesdays doesn't actually help you lose weight if you're sitting on the couch eating the gallon of ice cream.

You want the government out of your lives? Get off your fat butt and start walkin'. Because being healthy is the best power you have.

Love,

Me.