You're STILL fat!

You Are STILL fat.

Yup. You.

With the chocolate monster muffin from Starbucks and the skinny Latte. Not you? Oh, sorry. Maybe you're the one that decided to "eat healthy" and ordered the Cobb salad swimming in ranch dressing with the yogurt parfait yesterday for lunch...and downed it with a 32 ounce "Diet" Coke. No? My apologies. But I know tonight, somewhere out there, while they're watching "Real Housewives of Someplace You'll Never Visit," somebody'll scarf down about a pound or so of Low Fat Frozen Yogurt and fall asleep with a Snickers bar in their mouth.

Last month I told you why you were fat, but it looks like you need a reminder. So click the link below and check out the Worst Foods in America. Consider this a public service annoucement from someone who cares. And from someone who's tired of seeing flabby mid-sections trying to squeeze into designer jeans and wondering why it's so hard to meet anybody nice at the El Torito on Friday night. Remember. It's because I care.

Now drop the chalupa.

Men's Health - Eat This, Not That! - Best & Worst - What's are the worst foods?

1995 Ford Explorer - The 50 Worst Cars of All Time - TIME

Remember when you could be proud to be an American? Not that you can't be proud now, but I just remember when it used to mean something. Used to be when you swelled out your chest in pride, you had some reasons to do so. We wereNumber One. Standard of Living. Gross National Product. Food Production and Processing. Education. Automobile Production.
Today? America is number one, alright. Number one in fat kids who couldn't find Germany on a map unless you smeared chocolate on it. The only thing we've successfully created in the last 25 years is a generation dependent on prescription drugs. We should just hand out diabetes and heart disease at every bris and baptism.
And what happened to our grip on the world's transportation jones? We were the main supplier of that chrome-covered drug for decades. Remember the Motor City? Remember when we were at the forefront, on the cutting edge, leading the pack, and thinking outside the box? It was back when we created cars with personality and vision that were the envy of the rest of the world. As far as we were concerned, the rest of the world created ox-carts and rig-shaws. We Made Cars. Today we make cars that all look like the same sliver of shower soap.
Let's get busy and start kicking some transportation ass again!!! That's all I'm saying. We need to completely rethink this whole four-wheeled technology and build something that's gonna make everybody's eyes roll back in their collective heads, do a skull and go, "Oh, yeah, God. That's IT! Why didn't WE think of THAT? Yes, of course! Man, I gotta have one of those." And while we're at it: Where the Hell are the Flying Cars!?! This is 2009. Two THOUSAND Nine. That's the future. We are in the future, and I want my flying cars and my three-course meal pill and my robot butler. Ok. Maybe not the butler. But I expect at least reasonably affordable mass-produced Hover Craft by the year 2010.
One thing I want us to do because we can and we should is to Learn From Our Mistakes. Detroit and Flint are not Dead Cities. They're not overgrown and forgotten like those old Mayan Temples or Ahngor Wat or whatever. They are viable production centers with tons of space and people hungry to work. Let's build some stuff there again and prove to the world that we can wipe the chocolate from our lips long enough to get our chests swelling out farther than our bellies again.
We should have learned from the design flaws of the Edsel. We should have learned from the gross pollution and shoddy workmanship of the Model T (look it up before you try and reprimand me). We should have learned from the supposed Energy Crisis of the 1970s. But we didn't. And we kept on creating cars that no one wanted to drive. No one. Not even those guys with the ox-carts. Look, I'm simply saying: No more Aztecs. No more 8,000 pound land yachts that get nine gallons to the mile. No more over priced toys that can't carry your groceries home without a re-charge.
Click on the Title Above to see what Time magazine -- yes, TIME MAGAZINE, people -- have deemed the worst cars of the last 17 years. See what you think. Agree, disagree, complain, sing halleluhia...complain about my spelling...Whatever. Just get back to me with your comments. I'll be here.

Change is Good

Ok. I'm changing things up.

It has always been my contention that people with a Blog had way too much of several commodities of which I consider myself short on: Time. Hot Air. Self Importance.

But things change.

I've decided to branch out from just the automotive information and delve into other aspects of American life that I have thoughts of, on, or for. Why? Let's call it Doctor's orders. I need to vent, or I'll explode. There's just too many issues I've remained mum on over the years, and I feel that certain areas are just getting a little "overgrown," shall we say. Like weeds in a neglected area of the societal lawn we all share.

I've decided to create a series of Top Ten Lists. My take on the best and the worst of things, from Cars to Cartoons; Food to Fashion; Movies, Books, TV Shows, and more. These'll be my personal takes on the greatest things America has to offer, both past and present. And upon what criteria am I basing my judgements? The name of this Blog is Scott Said So! for a reason.

So let me know what you think of my choices. I'm always willing to hear another side to the story, no matter how sad and off-base it may be. Ha!