What happened? My morbidly obese coworker eats almost an entire pizza for lunch. That's really the whole thing summed up.

We allowed the normalization of incredibly calorie and sugar dense foods. We got kids hooked on the diet young. We made cartoons showing that kids hate vegetables while demonizing Michelle Obama got wanting good meals.

At some point, the social pressures got removed. Being severely overweight and eating more than a normal share stopped getting ridiculed. And then doctors started getting pushback because patients would rather giggle about their obesity and pretend it's okay than accept they're killing themselves. And those people fed that attitude to their kids, who are now dealt a losing hands when their parents raise them fat. Our culture's "iconic breakfast" is a bowl of milk filled with marshmallows and sugary carb bits.

But the unpleasant reality is that if my coworker just stopped ordering the pizza, they would start losing weight. It's hard, especially once in the hole, but everyone who isn't morbidly obese does that every day.

You live in an imaginary world.

> We are progeny of the winners, the tenacious, the survivors, the killers.

You are a progeny of a chance, nothing more.

People who don't have the will to live die. And they usually don't procreate, especially under adverse conditions.

Whether you live under adverse conditions or not is essentially a matter of luck. It's a variant of the birth lottery problem.