Katharine Russell ponders the process of writing and publishing, addresses communications challenges in modern life and comments on the American scene without the benefit of rose-colored glasses, except when she is discussing golf. Russell advocates for science literacy, especially for women, and better science and math education for girls. She also shares some of her poetry and short fiction.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
A Food Group Laments
Lowly carb, the peasant of foods,
maligned by every diet book around,
I lie on the plate pasty and eschewed,
as praises for veg and protein abound.
While I am modest, homey comfort fare,
guys at the processing plant sap my fiber,
and now the slim misses pass me sans a care,
for fish, greens and organic cauliflower.
All I've tried to do without flourish is provide
good nourishment for pennies on the dollar,
and for my pains they've sent me down the slide
to the bowels of the food pyramid cellar.
Why I am the object of such foody hate?
After all, I did not supersize myself,
or insist I be bathed in hot transfat,
or altered to extend my life on shelf.
I pray for the day I am rehabilitated
like my friend the egg who was ostracized
for years because he was cholesterol-tainted,
now back from the gulag, by Rachel Ray lionized.
If your hips are broad,get to the Bow-Flex, gyrate,