By Susan North
Lady Castronomics (Castro + gastronomics), see here, aka Michelle Obama, has had an ally, Lord CASTROnomics, for the last five years. She seems to have gone down this route as a form of projection. Seemingly incapable of controlling her own eating behavior, she may be compelled into controlling the eating behaviors of others.
Lord CASTROnomics, aka Michael Bloomberg, however, seems to have gone this route as a means to exercise his love of raw naked power because, after all, he is wise enough to know best how everyone should eat ,and even how it should be packaged. Although he has had only local influence, unlike Michelle Obama, he certainly has had a wider range of targets, most notoriously the size of sodas.
Like Lady Castronomics, Lord CASTROnomics is committed to healthy eating – by others. Lord CASTROnomics rued that it was impossible to determine the levels of sodium and fiber in donated food. If one could identify and control the sodium and fiber content of food at Gracie Mansion, it was unjust that the same could not be determined for donated food at a city shelter for the homeless. Some of the donated food over the last several decades has come from a large Orthodox synagogue, but as this is New York City, I don’t suppose Jewish counts as cultural diversity. I understand not accepting donations from individuals, but synagogues, churches, and caterers are hardly a threat – except Hizonor objected because they cannot calculate the amount of salt, fiber, etc. in these offerings. This is just one example of his thinking and overreach.
Michael Bloomberg has justly deserved his other nickname: Nanny Bloomberg. However the focus of so many of his nanny-ing tendencies has been food, in a city that holds eating in very high regard. To review a few of his efforts and achievements: The Robert Wood Johnson Foundation in 2009 gave him their Leadership for Healthy Communities Award for his efforts, and if that isn’t confirmation of the title, Lord CASTROnomics, I don’t know what is.
Then there was his FRESH program, which offered zoning and financial incentives to developers, grocery store operators and land owners. Plus there was Bloomberg’s Green Carts bill and his “Healthy Bodega” initiative, which sounds a little discriminatory to me. Why not a “Healthy Deli” initiative, or some ingenuity to encourage healthy eating within some other group?
In fact I think I know of just the group, which often looks nervous and emaciated, although that could also be a result of all those double lattes, or perhaps it is their often mis-applied attempts at vegan eating. This group is most concentrated on the Upper East Side and I’m sure the yuppies there will be more receptive to Lord CASTROnomics’ nanny-ism than the Hispanics. After all, it was the yuppies who elected him.
Now it seems that before he leaves office, Lord CASTROnomics wants to ban plastic foam (aka Styrofoam), used extensively by delis, bodegas and school cafeterias. Hizonor wants to ban them as they add 23,000 tons of non-biodegradable trash a year to landfills. Mayor-elect Bill de Blasio advocated for a similar ban in 2010.
De Blasio (born Warren Wilhelm, Jr., or Warren de Blasio-Wilhem as he renamed himself before taking his current name) will be the second Lord CASTROnomics. It is unclear as to how much focus he will put on food, and to what degree he will be another nanny. However it is public knowledge that he is proud to be a Communist and was an active supporter of the Communist Sandinista government in Nicaragua. The new mayor may not focus on food, but it is certain that he will impose (Fidel/Raul) Castro style economics on the city. Therefore, I am dubbing him The Second Lord of CASTROnomics.
While I’m not sure if having a Communist in office beats a Jewish self-acknowledged sexual predator with a Muslim wife (who has ties to the Muslim Brotherhood, see here), there is no question that both are a bad idea. Yet, this is exactly who New Yorkers have elected. Now that they have purged themselves of common sense and have ignored history, they will have to relearn the hard way that communism never, ever, works.
I, for one, am darn happy I don’t live in New York City, and to celebrate that and the completion of this essay, I plan on getting some take-out (ideally packaged in plastic foam) – a bagel and lox with lots of cream cheese, salt, fiber, and other content be damned. And I might just add an extra large soda to that order. Viva la libertad.