We were in Harvard Square a couple of weeks ago, and I got a sudden chocolate craving. We went into Cardullo’s in search of something other than American chocolate. Inside was a huge man. He wasn’t merely fat, he was clinically obese, huge, a gargantuan avalanche of flesh. He was carefully looking over the chocolate bars.
I almost walked straight out, and it gave me an idea. As a public health exercise to fight obesity, they could pay guys like that to stand around in candy stores and fast food joints, wearing T-shirts saying “AFTER”.