Comic-Con Episode IV: Morgan Spurlock Hypocrisy?

Morgan Spurlock is the documentary filmmaker most known for his 2004 hit Supersize Me, in which he comes to the shocking conclusion that shoving McDonald’s down your throat for thee meals a day for 30 days can be detrimental to your health. Many of the changes McDonalds made to its menu, and the legislative reactions by individual states (think of New York’s “trans fat” and “sodium” police) over the years can be traced to the film; the words “Supersize it” are no longer uttered at counters across America. Sure, obesity in American is arguably worse now than it was in 2004…but fans of the Nanny State still have those “victories” under their belt. Spurlock’s Comic-Con Episode IV: A Fan’s Hope looks to be an overall winner, but I can’t help smelling some hypocrisy.

Featuring cameos by comics legend Stan Lee, Kevin Smith, and Seth Rogen, the film appears to be a celebration of the annual event, four days of the most awesome nerdery you can imagine, accompanied by a media blitz. Cos-play, panels of writers and directors and artists, exhibitions, and attendees who love pop culture are what makes Comic Con one of those pilgrimages all nerds must make at least once in their life. (Similar insanity can probably be found at Atlanta’s Dragon Con, which this author has attended twice).

The trailer for Comic-Con Episode IV features three people, “The Collector”, “The Geek”, and “The Designer”. Their personal stories will undoubtedly convey to viewers why the event is so special. The thousands of fans who dedicate time, money and resources to everything Comic Con embraces are also ubiquitous. Perhaps the snippets from “The Collector” and Red State director Kevin Smith give the best glimpse of Spurlockian hypocrisy:

The Collector: “My wife is not to ecstatic about this whole toy collecting thing, but I will not leave that Con until I have those figures.”

Kevin Smith: “If I can go back in time and tell the 11 year old me, ‘one day not only do you go to comic con, you go to Comic Con every year, so much so that you get greeted by Stan Lee when you show up.’ And the 11 year old me would be like, “How did we get so fat?”

If Morgan Spurlock thought for a moment before making Supersize Me, he would have realized that there’s a difference between correlation and causation. Just because some people enjoy spending their cash on fast food—sometimes to the detriment to their health and interpersonal relationships—it doesn’t mean that businesses are at fault. It also doesn’t mean that federal and state laws should be changed so that Morgan Spurlock’s definition of “The Good Life” can be realized. In Spurlock’s world you get fat from McDonalds, but he could have just as easily come to the conclusion that perhaps Kevin Smith has an “unhealthy” obsession with comic books. His 2004 documentary could have been Don’t Make Mine Marvel. Since the liberal mind only seeks ways to control people in order to build a better world, it’s really a crap shoot as to what industry or behavior they target next. When a group of liberals come to a consensus that something is “bad” for you, it will be targeted.

Why is Kevin Smith fat? I don’t know. I don’t care, because I’m a conservative. It’s his life, and as long as he doesn’t infringe on my life and my personal liberties I’m not particularly interested. The liberal does “care,” which is why they need to find ways to “help.”

Why does “The Collector” have an obsession that compels him to fill his house with a bunch of action figures? I don’t know. I don’t care. It’s his money, and if his wife leaves him because he spends too much money on Marvel Secret Wars action figures from the 1980’s…that’s his business. I won’t be making a documentary about the marketing of Marvel executives, and how it brain washes little kids, who then become nerdy and obese adults.

I was a nerd before being a nerd was cool. I have a collection of comics and I eat a lot of food that would “concern” Morgan Spurlock and liberal do-gooders in New York. I plan on seeing Spurlock’s new movie, but it’s sad that in the back of mind I’ll always be thinking of the statist claptrap he preaches, and how it just as easily can be applied to the people who frequent comic conventions…

I eat large quantities of hamburgers. I go to comics conventions. And yet, I’m not fat, like the objects of a Morgan Spurlock hit job on McDonalds or liberals like Kevin Smith. So why do they feel the need to advocate for legislation that seeks to impose their version of the good life on me? Someone tell Morgan there’s a difference between causation and correlation.


McDonalds Turns Happy Meals into Sadness Spurlocks.

McDonald’s needs to beat Morgan Spurlockian Federal Government regulations with two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, and onions in a sesame seed bun.

Look what the Morgan Spurlocks of the world have wrought. Or should I say, “look what the weak-kneed corporations have wrought?” A few years ago Morgan Spurlock figured out that if you shove grease down your gullet for 90 straight meals, then it might adversely affect your health and, faster than the Hamburgler can burgle a Quarter Pounder with Cheese, McDonald’s is turning its Happy Meals into Crappy Meals. It makes one wonder why liberals fear corporations and “profits” so much, since those very same corporations roll over and play dead at the slightest sign of a liberal lobbying firm’s successful efforts.

When I lived in Germany I used to order a Happy Meal and a beer…because I could; I might just fly back to do so in protest of the mandatory Apple Meal:

Critics wasted no time complaining that McDonald’s changes don’t go far enough. Kelle Louaillier, executive director of a group called Corporate Accountability International, said McDonald’s is just trying to get ahead of impending regulations that will restrict the marketing of junk food to children and require restaurants to post nutrition information on menus, among other changes…

When are corporations going to stand up and say, “No!” When will the fast food industry go Epic Meal Time on the Morgan Spurlock’s of the world?

America does not have an obesity epidemic. It has a lazy epidemic. It has a stupidity epidemic (courtesy of our failed education system). It has many legitimate problems, but fast-food restaurants are not one of them.

We have a politically correct culture that doesn’t stigmatize sloth. Self-esteem reigns supreme. Unfit? Unkempt? No one will say anything, because that might hurt your self esteem. Why put in the hours to look like Sylvester Stallone (at 65), when you can be a beautiful and unique (or was that beautiful and obese?) snowflake? The weight of our nation isn’t a reflection of how many restaurants we have, it’s a reflection of how much self-respect we’ve lost for ourselves.

Hundreds of years ago artists drew heavy-set women because it portrayed wealth and prosperity. Then the paradigm flipped when almost anyone (in the Western world) could gain weight; looking fit was a sign of discipline. Today, we’ve busted the paradigm completely, because when you live with a bunch of moral relativists it doesn’t matter if you’re 150 pounds of 350 pounds…

If McDonald’s changed its Happy Meals to Apple Meals by its own accord, fine. Conservatives would rightly have no qualms with that. But to make decisions based on fear of what the federal government might do, or to try and curry favor with a bunch of pin-headed central planners in Washington, DC is just sad.

Besides, why would anyone in their right mind go to McDonald’s anyway? There’s In and Out Burger in LA, Portillos in Chicago, and Ray’s Hell Burger in Washington, DC.

Dmitry Medvedev: “Did this guy really take me to a f***king burger joint?”

Liberal Hamburglers Steal Individual Freedom. Businesses Grimace.

I suppose banning Happy Meals and Happy Meal Wannabes is to be expected by the liberal minds that had to

California has been "Spurlocked." A Double-Quarter Pounder of Self-Righteousness and Greasy Liberalism asks you to abdicate personal responsibility for a world governed by Harry "Hamburgler" Reid clones.

watch Morgan Spurlock’s Supersize Me in order to have the following epiphany: chowing down on greasy meals three times a day for weeks on end isn’t good for you.

Or, perhaps it’s simply the soul-stealing liberalism we’ve become accustomed to. You see, according to liberalism, The State must take care of you. According to liberalism, small groups of elites know not only what’s best for you, but have the brain power to plan 12 trillion dollar economies composed of 300 million people making billions of transactions per year.

I don’t have a kid, but if I did I would make a Youtube video that chronicled my trips to the toy store with my son or daughter, followed up by a stop to the nearest location with a bacon-double cheeseburger. I’d buy them Captain America and tell them what he used to stand for before becoming a self-loathing shell of his former self.

This story is really just a microcosm of what liberalism is all about, which asks you to abdicate all decision making to the Nanny State. Instead of implementing policies that encourage people to empower and educate themselves, liberals create incentives for people to slowly ditch whatever remnants of personal responsibility they have left while penalizing producers and businessmen and go-getters:

Representatives for the California Restaurant Association, whose members include chains that opposed the ordinance, have 90 days to offer an alternative to the legislation. Violations under the version the board approved Tuesday would be punishable by fines of as much as $1,000 for each meal sold with a toy.

So now California will be putting together crack teams of McNugget Police? Instead of using its resources to cultivate the next Steve Jobs or Bill Gates or Mark Zuckerberg it’s going to send people out to harass fast food joints? Just like New York toys around (no pun intended) with the sodium and trans-fat police, and New Jersey can’t trust its citizens to pump their own gas, the only thing that really ever results from Big Mac portions of liberalism is a loss of individual freedoms. And to make matters worse, guys like Kevin Smith are still fat!

So what are we to take away from this? We’ll, I’d say that people who think they can create heaven on earth ultimately create HELL attempting to do so. Humans are much too complicated to control, and the recipe for the best society is one that widely disperses power amongst individual citizens. In the aggregate, I trust the decision-making ability of hundreds of millions of Americans much more than 535 members of Congress who need to “pass the bill so that we can find out what is in it.”

This November, put together your own A-Team, hop in a black van, head to a voting booth, and get the job done.