Food Porn

This week in a little burg in northern Michigan, I was running short of time and wanted to grab breakfast. All I saw were fast food options and while eating a breakfast sandwich I saw this poster before me. Moist flesh, glistening, warm, and begging for the touch of your lips. It's food porn, I thought. And given the ads, the abundance in our stores, the fabulous variety of choices in restaurants, delis, and grocery stores, we're overstimulated and too often aroused by the promise of sensual delight.

Maybe it's time to rate food ads in an attempt to make obsession with food a private thing. We could let a ratings board rate ads G, PG, R, or X depending on how healthy is the food they advertise.

Then, of course, guys would stay up late to surf the internet, looking at pictures of food porn and then sneaking out to drive-thru windows. And then there would only be cars ads left to fund sporting events.

Hmm. So maybe I'll have to re-think this.