Unhealthy America

American is supposed to be the strongest nation in the creation however we have managed to grasp the largest and most unhealthy nation trophy along with it. Americans care more about how quickly they can grab a meal rather than what that meals consists of and how bad the food is for the body. Americans are becoming increasingly unhealthy with every meal they consume. My aunt went on a trip to Greece lately where she says the food was exquisite and utterly delicious. While she was crashing a Greek wedding she got to experience some of the traditional food.She said the meats were fall off the bone revenue stamp with more explosive tastes than her taste buds could handle. She said the salad was a rainbow of green lettuce with mixed with reds of all colors for tomatoes. She produced a tiny store that once was full of homespun Greek salad dressing that the mother of the bride had made especially for her daughters perfect day. She recalled how immaculate the food was aspect specifical ly she had never seen such terrible foods in America and wished she could bring the cooks back with her.She later told me that when she got back to the states, she realized upright how bad she ate before she went on her trip and she sees more intelligibly now just how unhealthy Americans really are. Her story prompted me to step back and look closer at how we as a nation choses what we are ingest. I took my son to the grocery store to view food for the next couple weeks. I made all of his food myself instead of buying processed fuck up food because I know it is a good deal healthier for him and it makes me think about what I eat.While we were in the fruits and vegetables isle, I noticed we were one of three mass shopping in this area while the rest of the market place was packed with people. With the previous conversation stuck in my head, I decided to look just about at what others were purchasing around me. I spotted a woman with a shopping carriage mounding over with fo od. The looks of her cart reminded me of a contest I watched on TV where the mom got 5 minutes to get as much stuff as she could and by the end of her 5 minutes her cart was overflowing with stuff.As I watch her guardedly choose what she was placing in her cart I realized we were in the frozen foods section. She was staring at a glass door intensely. Behind that glass door sat probably 20 different variations of ice filling. While this gothic and her overweight daughter discussed the options together, I watched her pick up two different one gallon containers of ice cream. One container had chocolate swirls throughout the off white vanilla ice cream and the other had the same chocolate swirls accompanied by pink strawberry swirls.I could hear her daughter asking for one kind and her mother saying she wanted the other kind. So instead of having to choose between the two different gallons of ice cream, she placed both containers in her already overflowing cart. I could sense both of their insulin levels increasing as they began to walk away with their prized frozen treats. While I was standing in the isle with this mother-daughter duo, I was able to get a good look at what they had stuffed in to their cart.I saw several blue boxes of Mac-N-Cheese paired with packages of processed animal intestines otherwise known as hotdogs. I could count six boxes of Hamburger Helper and each one a different variation scarcely all boxes had the specific in discourteous of be doubly cheesy. I would think that a box of processed food that only needs to have water added to it is not the healthiest meal a mother could make for her child. I also spotted a couple 12 packs of various types of soda. I saw short green soda containers of soul bottles of Mountain Dew placed neatly on the side wall of her cart.Thinking to myself I remembered something I read saying that Mountain Dew has the most sodium per bottle than any other soda drink in the business. I came to the conclusion th at my aunt was right. We as a nation are not only eating unhealthy but teaching our children to do the same as well. After leaving the grocery store with our fruit and veggies in hand, I decide to bank check at fast food restaurant to grab a salad for lunch. While in line the person ahead of me places his found. The young lady taking his ensnare is a very short woman with a very wide stance.As he gives his order I recount the experience that I had just had, watching this stranger and her daughter purchase mass quantities of food that were processed and extremely unhealthy. The gentleman tells the cashier he would like a Quarter ruminator with cheese. He asks for an extra slice of cheese, extra pickles and no lettuce or tomato. While the young lady quickly punches thing in to her computer screen to detail the order to his specific wants, he also adds that he would like to supersize his meal and requests a fresh batch of French fries.In my head, still reeling from my conversation with my aunt, I thought about how much obscenity this man is going to eat in just his lunch sitting. The woman waddled over to the fryers that were full of what looked like grease that had not been changed in a week, pulled out a new bag of frozen French fries, filled the container full of them and slid them in to the hot, boiling grease to cook. With his order being made, I couldnt help but to think of all of the calories in his meal that he was getting ready to devour. He stepped aside while lag on his food and I placed my order for a grilled salmon salad with no dressing.I quickly realized our two orders couldnt be more on the opposite sides of the nutrition chart as his meal was nothing but fat and grease and mine containing lettuce, fish, cheese and tomatoes. Another stranger opting to eat absolutely nothing good for them. As I sit down to enjoy my salad I look around and see the meals of others in the restaurant. I take out a package of already cut up bite size pieces of pe aches for my son to each since he is only 7 months old. hard to be inconspicuous, I look at the table next to me.A mother and her two young children are sitting, enjoying their lunches. The mother had a cheeseburger with so much ketchup running out of the sides you would think there was more ketchup that meat. Her youngest son had a 10 piece chicken nugget meal. The nuggets were obviously fried but the meat inside was a strange color of grey leading me to believe it was imitation meat. The little boy devoured each nugget only after carefully dipping each one of the nuggets in to a tub of barbeque sauce, making sure to lather each inch of the nugget to his desired amount.The oldest boy had the same fried, queerly grey food but was dipping his nuggets in to ketchup. In my head I couldnt help but to sum up their lunch as to being fried fat and fried imitation meat, all lathered in a sodium filled dipping sauce. I quickly finished my meal and headed for the door. I had stage set my m ind that I would not be like that mother, teaching her sons that eating unhealthy was acceptable. As I started putting away my groceries, I also started travel my cupboards and refrigerator from anything processed.It was clear to me that the word unhealthy was quickly becoming our nations primary adjective. As I reflect on my conversation with my aunt and the experiences I had with the unknowing strangers I watched purposely chose fatty, processed, fried and ultimately the most unhealthy foods possible, I realized obesity is not just a bound used to define a plus size individual but a growing epidemic that is quickly spreading across our great nation. gangrenous Americans are more prominent in society today and the growing trend does not look to be slowing down any time soon.