The Island Of Doctor Carbo

Is there a strict parallelism between America's oil consumption and obesity? Do Hydrocarbons and Carbohydrates somehow exist in a Mythic and symbolic embrace? I mean, consumption is consumption, right? If the rich want to consume to resources of the world, why shouldn't the poor try to ape their betters by overdosing on chips? It is the nature of the incontinent beast. Did you ever notice the price of things in films from the 1930's? Allowing for inflation and such, a blue plate special that cost 50 cents back then should now cost about 20 million dollars. Yet, it does not. Why? The periodic cycles of boom and bust inherent in capitalism, of course. The potentially exponential growth of prices, wages, you name it, are controlled by the periodic destruction in the down cycles, thus dragging those blue plate specials back down to around $30, instead of the cost above, which takes a Zimbabwean accountant to fully grasp. Since the poor are sort of the gaskets, the grease, the nether millstone of the whole grinding process of boom and bust, let them have their dreams. Dreams of consumption, dreams of guilt...such are the inheritance of mankind. Now we see the Hamptons threatened by financial market instability. Who would have thought that the iconic Hamptons would e'er reel under the threat of going bust? Yet there it is. And all those born to the sense of Style and Taste feel the hot breath of the obese entities which inhabit this isle: not fully human, not entirely animal, as these clamor at the gate of the House of Pain, chattering about The Law in their uncouth semi-language