If you're like me, you prefer to enjoy the Cracked blog with a morning "Megamuffin," a muffin of your own creation studded with cookie dough, baked into a candy shell, and swimming in chocolate sauce. Then you like to make yourself throw up, look in the mirror, and weep bitterly while pinching rolls of fat on your arms and belly. Ah, now
we're feeling awake and refreshed.
Well pinch no more! Or at least less vigorously. A new study out of Israel suggests that saturated fat may not be so bad for you after all
. Of course, this could just be another Jewish ploy to put some meat on that skinny tuchus of ours. And while I usually complain about science's constant revisions of what is healthy or not, this one I can stand behind. Anything that justifies my love affair with the Butterfinger canât be wrong.
As far as I can see, there's only one problem that could arise out of this development, namely a societal backslide into Roman-style decadence. In an age when most of the world perceives Americans as grotesque pigs, giving us license to enjoy our saturated fats could well result in something utterly unholy, like people just taking shots of cake frosting and thinking that thatâs okay.
What? Thatâs already happened? Someoneâs probably sucking down a shot of vanilla cream
as we speak
? Dear God
Itâs true. You know those annoying cutesy gourmet cupcake shops that have been enjoying a resurgence in the Pacific Northwest? The ones with âcakeryâ in the title and patronized by yuppie computer programmers who never got the hang of coffee? Apparently theyâre on a mission to destroy us all.
See, thereâs nothing wrong with a man enjoying something like the Megamuffin in his own home, especially if that man is me. But publicly avowing that âyes, we sell tiny cups of frosting for people who want the taste of the cupcake, but without all that bread,â is the kind of thing terrorist recruiters use in their