I manage to avoid traditional fast food (McDonalds, BK, etc) most of the time in my city life. I don’t spend much time thinking about it other than my bi-annual birthday Big Mac. I read Fast Food Nation a while back and was as shocked and entertained as anyone.
About two weeks ago I saw Super Size Me.
I can’t stop thinking about McDonalds. Now when I pass by images of burgers and fries dance in my head in a come hither intensity I can only attribute to the film. The movie affected my subconscious in the opposite way intended. I haven’t broken down completely, but I have entered the establishment and came away with relatively, semi-OK-for-you small vanilla milkshakes. I just hope I can hold out until June 14 without a serious Big Mac attack.