Give Me A Break

It comes as no surprise that McDonald’s Corporation was recently hit with a lawsuit because they failed to reduce the fat in their cooking oil.

For starters, the fast-food giant pledged to switch to a lower-fat oil by February, 2003. Look around you, suit-seekers and lawyers-who-apparently-have-nothing-better-to-do. How many times do people or corporations pledge to do something or give something by a particular date. I have yet to see in my short life, any pledges come to fruition by the given date - never, not once. Well, unless you count the times I’ve pledged money to a telethon.

We’re getting a new library in town just a few miles from where I live. I am so looking forward to the opening. Did the library open in the Spring of 2004, like they said it would? Of course not! Did I expect the new library to open like they said they would? Not at chance! At best guess, the library will open in the Spring of 2005, maybe. Should I call my lawyer? File a suit? Why, I’m certain there are others who have suffered some sort of emotional stress over this.

What has this world come to? I can only imagine what I’d be like if I ever made it through law school. If someone came to me with dreams in their head of suing a major corporation or anyone else for that matter, over some stupid little thing like “Oh, they promised to reduce the fat” or “I burned myself with their coffee, because like a fool, I used my legs as a drink holder”, I believe I would look them straight in the eye and politely ask “Are you nuts?”. I think most people around the globe know that coffee is hot, it’s just a fact of life. I believe I drink more coffee than anyone I know. I would never, ever put a cup of coffee between my legs while driving, I was raised to be a bit smarter that that. I also believe that most people with an average IQ realize that reducing the fat content in burgers and fries will not make these food staples healthy, just less tasty.

What’s the matter with these people? I don’t know if I feel sorry more for the people bringing these suits to lawyers or the lawyers actually filing paperwork in court for these cases. If you people have that much free time on your hands, how about helping out the poor men and women in sweat-shop plants around the country who work ten-hour days. These guys show up to work everyday, many with a hot cup of coffee in their hands, only to make a measly $7.00 an hour. Can’t you do anything with big business or the courts to ensure all adult workers having a dangerous job in a 98 degree plant, earn more than $7.00 an hour? These workers have families to support.

If someone is appalled at the fat content in McDonald’s French fries, then don’t eat them. A fast food joint should not be required to supply health food, unless they advertise it. I for one, would take a Yogurt Parfait over the French fries any day. It is not the job of McDonald’s or any other food chain to ensure you don’t gain weight or you don’t die from clogged arteries.

I absolutely love fast food. Do I eat fast food on a regular basis? No! It’s not good for me. I believe I’ve ordered fast food fries maybe twice in the past year. Come to think of it, it’s been a couple of years since I had a fast food burger. I better stop now, I’m feel a French fry attack coming on.

© 2004 kalyhan All rights reserved

Court Room Wall of Shame

What do you call a Lawyer gone bad?

First blog out, and I have to start with the legal system in this country. Is it me, or are we seemingly plagued by a slew of bad judges, making up the rules as they go along?

I could be politically correct and say perhaps, we are plagued by a slew of judges making poor judicial rulings within our court system, but I didn't want to.

I have nothing personal against judges or even lawyers for that matter. It just irks me when I see all kinds of garbage hitting the court system these days. Most of the time, it's either a judge making a poor assumption or a lawyer just doing what he's paid so well to do.

This is where I get to vent over what I feel are some really stupid court cases that make the headlines. I cannot be the only one in the country who feels justice is either grossly cheated in certain cases, or time and a great deal of money is being wasted over really stupid cases.

Depending on the nature of the case, or my given mood at that moment, the blame will be dumped in the lap of either the judge, lawyer, plaintiff, defendant - anyone and everyone is an open target around here.

If we start getting enough reads here, then maybe readers can vote in each week to determine who's name should be scribbled on the "Court Room Wall of Shame".

If anyone knows of a really stupid, legitimate legal case going on, let me know. I might just write about it here. Although I couldn't possibly afford to pay you a cent for the lead, I would be more than happy to mention your name or username, unless you say not to.
© 2004 kalyhan All rights reserved

The Bald Frog With The Wig Question...

For those who caught the profile, you are given a random question or task to respond to, upon blog sign-up. Your reply then becomes part of your profile. My question or task actually, was to respond to the following statement. "The children are waiting! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig." After writing my reply, I learned that the system limits you to only a few words.

How on earth is anyone supposed to tell a story about a bald frog with a wig, using only a couple of words?? They could have told me that long before writing enough material for an entire children's book.

Instead of posting the story on the profile page, I copied it here, as stupid as it may be. I will probably regret it, because this story may just come back to haunt me when I'm older.


"Ok, Ok, Ok. Once upon a time there was this tiny, little frog named Franklin, who desperately wanted to meet the Princess. The Princess however, was going through this groupie-phase thing and would not give poor Franklin the time of day.

The Princess made plans with her friends to secretly skip the ball at the castle and head downtown to catch this new rock band.

Franklin begged Sam, the King's gardener, to take him to the show. Franklin just knew this would be the day he would win the affection of his one true love.

Well sure enough, Franklin and Sam made it to the show later that evening. Sam pushed and elbowed his way through the crowd until he stood right next to the stage. Sam reached into his vest pocket and scooped out tiny, little Franklin. Sam reached into the other pocket on his vest and pulled out a tiny, little wig. He centered it on Franklin's little, bald head. Sam lifted Franklin high into the air and Franklin leapt towards the stage, landing right smack on the piano keys.

Franklin - the Rock Star, was born. The Princess of course, fell head over heels in love with Franklin.

Yep, they lived happily-ever-after, when Franklin wasn't on the road touring, anyway."

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