One area where I partially side with some of conservatism is that I don’t believe in the “feel good” mantras parroted by people like this.
“Sure, just eat whatever you want, it’ll be ok.”
Fuck. That. Noise.
That’s how I hit 200 pounds as a 5’ 8” guy with a small frame.
Even then if I hadn’t already been exercising some restraint, I would’ve been more like 300 pounds.
So, yeah, eat whatever you like and spend the last 20 years of your life with diabetes-caused necrosis as your feet rot off in a hospital.
Sounds like a good fucking plan.
Tell you what: you do that, and I’ll do the other thing.