On July 4th each
year, we Americans celebrate our nation's independence both in the United
States and abroad wherever its citizens may be found. On this day in 1776, the
Second Continental Congress ratified the Declaration of Independence. And
whether one looks upon this historic writing as one of the greatest pieces of
American literature, a philosophical tract setting forth natural, inalienable
rights, or merely a formal declaration of war against a foreign, sovereign
power, “Independence Day” is revered by millions of Americans.
Americans celebrate Independence Day by
observing fireworks, by attending or participating in parades, by enjoying a
day or evening at the ole ball park, by remembering or honoring
those who labored so hard, or paid the ultimate price, for our freedom, by
spending time on boats on lakes, rivers, bays and oceans … and by celebrating
the most grotesque and garish display of the worst type of binge eating
disorder imaginable.
As has happened every year since 1972, a horde
of people attracted to the macabre and who are otherwise racing to the bottom
of the cultural barrel, will gather at the original Nathan’s Hot Dog Stand on
Coney Island in New York and will watch and “cheer on” both male and female
competitors entered in Nathan’s “In”Famous International Hot Dog Eating
Contest. Many will wear foam hot dogs on their heads and proudly don shirts
exhorting the virtues of their favorite eater. This year, the sensitive,
erudite sponsors at Nathan’s are expecting a crowd in excess of 40,000 as a
television audience of 2,000,000 souls tune into ESPN.
In its marketing campaign, Nathan’s proudly
asserts that its reigning champion, Joey Chestnut set a “world record” by consuming
73 hot dogs (and buns) in 10 minutes. This is the equivalent of eating 16
pounds of food, which has the approximate weight of 42 billiard balls. Nathan’s
also trumpets that he consumed approximately 12,000 calories or the rough
equivalent of four (4) complete Thanksgiving dinners.
Nathan’s has established an eating “Hall of
Fame,” to the winner of the competition goes a mustard yellow “champion’s belt,”
and that competition as well as about 80 others, is overseen by the
organization, Major League Eating and the sport’s (?) governing body, the
International Federation of Competitive Eating.
Nathan’s then praises, with an almost awe-like
reverence, its competitive eaters by stating that many practice for the main
event by stretching their stomachs through quickly drinking gallons of milk or
water or eating lots of fibrous foods, like watermelon or oatmeal in a matter
of minutes.
Finally, Nathan’s states, “… most professional
competitive eaters are very fit.” This statement is followed by the
additional gem, “Most also eat healthy, low-calorie diets after competitions. Why?
Because their stomachs are so stretched out, they can no longer tell when they
are full.”
After attempting to swallow, like so many half
digested hot dogs, this pablum regurgitated forth in its marketing material,
let’s focus on what Nathan’s does not state about its “sports competition.”
Nathan’s does not tell us that binge eating
disorder is the most common eating disorder in the United States affecting
three times the number of persons diagnosed with anorexia and bulimia combined.
Binge eating disorder is more common than breast cancer, HIV and schizophrenia.
Nathan’s omits to advise that binge eating disorder affects both men and women
and crosses all age groups, races and income levels. The health risks
associated with binge eating disorder include diabetes, high cholesterol, high
blood pressure, heart disease, osteoarthritis and of course… death.
Comorbid conditions such as anxiety, depression,
low self-esteem and addiction are common for those suffering from binge eating
disorder. Certainly this is quite understandable for that group of people who
measure their self-worth by subjecting themselves to public ridicule as they
attempt to consume a grossly excessive number of hot dogs while an adoring
public watches, that is until the next very important tweet or instagram photo
comes across their smart phone.
But then again, after all, it is just an eating
disorder. How serious can it be? Shirts saying, “Anorexia, it’s like Bulimia
with Self-Control” and “I Beat Anorexia” (available only in sizes XL and
larger) are being peddled on Amazon. Society believes that it is merely a rich,
little white girl's disease. Like many things, society got that one wrong as
well.
Had Nathan’s done its research it would have discovered that eating disorders have the highest mortality rate of all mental illnesses. It would have also discovered that once every sixty-two minutes, someone dies as a direct result of an eating disorder. Once Every Sixty-Two Minutes. But the seriousness of this disease and its deadly nature may otherwise spoil the high noon hijinx and cut into Nathan’s profit margin and we simply cannot have that.
The Fourth of July. The day our forefathers
ratified one of the greatest works of American literature ever
written. The day that we, as a nation, stood tall and proudly announced that we
would no longer be governed by a foreign power. A day that initially set us
forward on a path to greatness as we became a nation of great thinkers, great
artists, industry giants and world leaders. And today? We have been relegated
to cheering on seriously flawed persons performing like carnival sideshow attractions
as they consume pounds of hot dogs for our amusement. And all the while, we
ignore the Visigoths at the gates.
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