I’m all for educating the public about the dangers of cigarettes and sugar. You’ve convinced me. I’m in. I’ll try not to drown myself in soda and giant cupcakes.
But I’m thoroughly annoyed with Mayor Michael Bloomberg’s antics. I get that he’s passionate about health. Me too. I even respect him for making a clown of himself for his cause. Of course he knew no court would uphold his arbitrary ban on sweetened drinks. You can’t buy a 17-ounce soda at the corner pizza place, but you could buy two 8-ounce sodas. Or run across the street and buy an entire liter of it at Food Emporium. And you can buy a venti Frapuccino at Starbucks. That’s fine. So are the giant cupcakes at Crumbs – you know the ones with three Oreo cookies crumbled on top?
After that measure was defeated, he decided we should hide cigarettes at convenience stores. Again, I’m no fan of smoking, but come *on. People who are going to buy cigarettes are not buying them on impulse at the register. They walk into the store with that intention.
A lesser discussed measure was a few months ago when he decided to shame new mothers for not breast-feeding. They had to give a medical reason for why they needed formula. Not cool and none of your *business, Mayor.
I know Bloomberg has no intention of running again and that’s a good thing. Because after all these theatrics and gimmicks, I’m done with him.
When someone tells me I can’t do something, I want to do just that. Let’s all go out and buy formula, drink sodas in the streets and impulse buy cigarettes. Health be damned!
*I wanted to use much stronger language, but my sister reads this blog.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.