I watch The Biggest Loser on Tuesday nights whenever there isn’t a new episode of House on. Actually, that’s a lie; I watch the second half of The Biggest Loser on Monday nights; House is only an hour long and an episode of House that I’ve already seen is almost always better than watching people run on treadmills and chew Extra gum for two hours.

But The Biggest Loser does have its charms. Being a show about overweight people exercising, there’s always some crazy twist or ….plot? ..development to keep the audience interested. The other week they stuck chocolates in front of the contestants’ faces to see if they would eat any. I’m waiting for the episode where the producers drop the contestants in the desert and make them choose between dying from exposure and indulging their craving for banana splits.

Ridiculous entertainment aside, the best part about The Biggest Loser is the fat community that exists at the workout/torture/mind game camp. When else has anyone on that show been in a group entirely comprised of obese to morbidly obese people? Before, if one of the contestants was sitting at the public library and screamed “I WANT A CHEESE STEAK,” all the other people at the library would shake their heads, maybe even suggest the person find a treadmill and a bowl of lettuce, stat. But at Biggest Loser Penitentiary if someone screams, “I WANT A KEG OF BEEFARONI”, someone else jumps up and screams, “I WANT TWO KEGS OF BEEFARONI.”

I think this fat fellowship, even in the fucked up fat person eat fat person world of The Biggest Loser, is one of the best ways to lose weight. It must be nice to be accepted for who you are instead of having people slide a protective arm around their food when you walk into the room.

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I was digging this morning, and I stumbled upon (If it’s possible to “stumble upon” something on “digg.” Both companies probably have trademarks on the terms) this article on the Environmental Graffiti blog.

The gist is that Kraft is working on a food with a pesticide rich formula to combat the rampant intestinal worm problem of Asia, South America, and Africa. I’m thinking it’s some kind of cheese; if it tastes horrible, Kraft can claim it’s just the natural cheese flavor …while some exotic swamp platypus lactates in a big jar at the Kraft lab.

But isn’t this a step backward from society’s “organic, no hormones, no msg, no irregularlly shaped salt, and made from the pubic feathers of angels” food craze? Or maybe it’s a step forward? This could be the start of a bold future. Soon they’ll be Kraft foods with radioactive isotopes. I can see the commercials nows. “Kraft Krumbles will glow with a mellow heat as they “krumble” on to your salad!”

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