How much do you weigh? How tall are you?
What defines an obese person? A short answer would be “what he eats.” Brief and insensitive, yes, not very serious.
Now, is it a nonsense answer? Is being obese only a convention, a settling of accounts, a calculation made by skinny people?
Not long ago, after calculating the Body Mass indices of about 16,300 people (mostly Latinos in the Bronx, Miami, San Diego and Chicago), the Journal of the American Heart Association concluded that “obesity is an epidemic among Hispanics in the United States.”
Do you really know what “obesity” and “epidemic” means?
It means that a sea of obese people has been going to, coming from, and returning again to Burger King, Wendy’s or Taco Bell with their minds glued to advertising, prostrated in very sad cases, and unaware that their arteries are clogging and that, in matters not concerning a sandwich, there is a universe out there.
Eureka
I had vowed not to mention LeBron anymore, but things happen.
“LeGone” or “Queen James” — that’s how Miamians call him after the shocking announcement that he’ll go back to Cleveland — went to Brazil to watch the World Cup final.
Among unimportant things — LeBron himself was unimportant amid the Cup events — he said something almost important, that is, timidly relevant.
“This is greater than the NBA finals, in the sense that it’s the world and you have so many countries here.”
Bravo, LeBron, you woke up and that’s enough. Don’t worry, the Tea Party is to blame.
Art brings the greatest revenue
Low-income children living in Miami-Dade County have the opportunity this summer to express their gifts for the arts thanks to a joint initiative by the Perez Art Museum and the Bank of America.
The program, which will end Aug. 8, provides children in summer camps and community centers with materials and teaching so they may unleash their creativity, ingenuity and freshness.
A total of 7,000 children may join the program.
The prophet
At the Miami Aquarium, one of the largest in the United States, a certain dolphin predicted Argentina to win the World Cup. I shall limit myself to the comments.
Emiliano Cassani, whose Facebook picture shows him tennis racket in hand, said: “If he’s wrong, he’ll be turned into dinner, hahaha.”
Alfredo Antonio Martínez said: “If he’s wrong, he’ll become Flipper sushi.”
Pablo Andrés Maciel, after making three or four forgettable comments, said: “Does a dolphin have to say this? I’m telling you: the champion will be Argentina!!!”
Pablo Joan (no user picture) wrote a long paragraph: “Please, open your eyes. Argentina has no football. If it reached the final, it’s because Messi is the FIFA’s spoiled child. He generates a lot of money. Do you think that [Argentina] landed in such an easy group just by chance? The eighth-finals and the quarter-finals were a mirage and when they faced a pedigree team like Holland they kept clearing the ball and waiting for the penalty shootout (Sneijder said that) (lucky that Kruhl didn’t goal-tend for Holland in the shootout). The poor ball was torn up and the midfield looked like a volleyball game. That’s because [Argentina] doesn’t play good football.”
From far away, Rupert Ludovich wrote: “TODAY, DOLPHIN FILLETS ROMANO, TODAY!”
Then, Andrés Acen: “Just you wait, Flipper!!!”
Right afterward, Roberto Daniel Fernández: “Just you wait, Flipper!!!”
And that was all. Auf wiedersehen.
