If we were to pick the one person most likely to push nanny statism absolutely as far as it can go, I'd probably nominate the mayor of New York:
New York City plans to enact a far-reaching ban on the sale of large sodas and other sugary drinks at restaurants, movie theaters and street carts, in the most ambitious effort yet by the Bloomberg administration to combat rising obesity.
The proposed ban would affect virtually the entire menu of popular sugary drinks found in delis, fast-food franchises and even sports arenas, from energy drinks to pre-sweetened iced teas. The sale of any cup or bottle of sweetened drink larger than 16 fluid ounces — about the size of a medium coffee, and smaller than a common soda bottle — would be prohibited under the first-in-the-nation plan, which could take effect as soon as next March.
Dude, my weight is not any of your damn business, OK?
This is really depressing. I need to do something self-indulgently decadent. I know, I'll take a week off and zip out to the West Coast and pig out on some foi gras. Oh, wait. At least that ban is based on a desire to help the poor widdle ducky wuckies instead of a morbid fascination with morbid obesity.
Anyone see the irony of Californians rushing to stuff as much of the pate in their mouths as they can -- force-feeding themselves, as it were -- before the ban goes into effect?