Thursday, 31 October 2013

Halloween: A Time For Witches

As you alternate between watching TV and answering the door to cute fancy-dressed, gruesomely made-up little 'uns bearing sweet-collecting receptacles, how about I recount a proper scary tale for you on this Halloween, eh?
A station manager told in Fargo that a woman identified as Cheryl called into the Y-94 morning program saying that she wanted to make a stand against obesity during Halloween. Her idea? Give children who had extra pounds on them a letter instead of a sweet treat. 
"You (sic) child is, in my opinion, moderately obese and should not be consuming sugar treats to the extent of some children this Halloween season," the letter reads. "My hope is that you will step up as an adult and ration candy this Halloween and not allow your child to continue these unhealthy eating habits."
No, she really did. Look.

Because, what else is Halloween for if not an opportunity for being a righteous arsehole and upsetting kids?

This is Michelle Obama's model citizen, it would seem, since she decided to spend her time in the White House feeding the prejudices of people like this. It's not that Michelle's policies created Cheryl, it's just that modern politicians around the world have nurtured her natural mean-spirited interfering nature towards others. She has always thought this, but never dared to be so brazen for fear of public disdain, but now the WHO and the public health industry are in charge, Cheryl is a righteous freedom figher and not anymore a disgusting crone which society used to rightly despise.

She is the kind of pinch-nosed witch similarly encouraged by tobacco control industry CEO John Banzhaf back in 2010.

When government and NGOs make the private lives of the population into something that everyone is allowed to comment upon; when they describe your children as everyone's children, this is the deeply anti-social and eagerly sadistic individual they inspire.

The evil walk among us, ladies and gentlemen, and they grow daily stronger, and more disgusting, with every motivational speech uttered by public health-mesmerised political fuckwits.

Happy Halloween, everybody. Don't have nightmares, now will you? The demons are not in your dreams any more.

Mwaha, mwahaha, mwahahahahahahahahahaha, hehehehe, he.

UPDATE: Of course, if you are one of the aforementioned witches, you may want to check out Julia's article for some notes on who to call if direct action isn't your kind of thing.

via Lenore


ajkwjkja said...

She isnt willing to tell these parents to their face, (aka she would get punched in the face) so she gives this note to children that have no idea what is really going on.

Vox Eropa Nostra said...

Lets get honest about the USA and it's chattering elite,pointless,nonsensical,
childish,not worthy of a nanosecond of attention.
Just look at it's Founding Fathers, a motley band of soothsayers,alchemists,
cellar dwellers,slavemasters ,Indian killers,dodgy lawyers,pontificating Puritans and unwanted Quakers.These descendents of Europe,s thieves,pickpockets,murderers,spivs and malcontents have survived due to their only two heroes,The Atlantic and the Pacific.
Vox Europa Nostra

Snapper said...

If you read the article and scroll down to the comments, it seems this might just be a hoax

I'll get my coat....

Sam Duncan said...

Yeah, 'cos Europe's been a paradise these last 200 years...

trespasserswill said...

There's no need for her to give them a cheeky, snobbish written lecture. Why couldn't she stock up with some nice fresh fruit goodies instead? Bairns love apples and oranges, and blackberries, raspberries, billberries, all available in the supermarkets if you don't grow your own. She could have made up a nice mini fruit selection for each of her little visitors. Mind you, most of it gets eaten as the revellers make their way around the neighbourhood. One of our neighbours adds a few grapes from his own vine, (and he also offloads his end-of-season glut of greenhouse tomatoes, lettuces, and radishes onto the parents, some of them walk away with a welcome haul of groceries).