Pizza causes diabetes? Bahahaha!

When the white powder gets wiped from your nose, you might utter the phrase "Pizza isn't food it's a diabetes causing nightmare" when faced with a column detailing a pizza business chain in the UK.  In fact, that is precisely what one swift-finger stated in response to such an article on the Guardian web site.

Apparently, someone in the column had a small amount of leeway in uttering opinions as to the health benefits, or lack thereof, relating to pizza-eating. As these were the last few sentences in the article, it only seemed natural that comments would follow the tangent of pizza consumption in addition to the main thrust of the article - the reasons behind the growth of take-away pizza delivered. The article is eons old, and idle, and should remain that way. As a testament to mild newspaper stories about business, culture, dining, and the abundant habit of piling on in comments.

But the comment phrase quite literally jumped off the screen at me - a person who has enjoyed eating pizza, slices of 'za, Turkish pide, and a thousand pizza or "near pizza" foods that all are, more often than not, delicious and part of a well balanced diet. When you say something akin to "Pizza isn't food it's a diabetes causing nightmare", you are quite openly stating your opinions are to be laughed at.

I will absolutely agree with anyone that suggests that pizza can be bad for you, especially if that pizza is prepared by a booger-eating moron following precise directions given by a booger-eating executive of a company operating pizzarias. It is quite easy to make pizza that is bad for you, and whose component ingredients are the nutritional inferior of your own boogers. But the fact that some people associate pizza, in general, with a corporate food environment, says more in plain words than a mountain of plaques, certificates, and expert research and publications. That is this: Because corporate culture has entered the pizza business, morons, both intelligent and otherwise, raise corporate food as the alpha in all matters relating to pizza.

Pizza Hut has x-thousand pizza restaurants across the planet. Therefore, because they and however many other corporate pizza chains exist, we must now endure morons spouting off how pizza is bad for you - all because morons consider the corporate players the alpha representative pizza-maker.

Oh yes. So as not to neglect any potential niggling question. I love Hut Damage - the tradition of eating pizza heaped with lots and lots of dead animal flesh, which may include the occasional visit to a Pizza Hut chain. Not that they are the alpha. But because I have lived to tell, many, many times, and will likely endure future nights of Hut Damage.

The great Oz has spoken.
Et cetera, et cetera...

For: Caretaker

Kamuran Gürün - The Armenian File

Mr. Kamuran Gürün was born in Istanbul in 1924. After graduating in political sciences from Ankara University, he joined the Turkish Ministry of Foreign Affairs in 1948. He has served in Bonn, London and, as ambassador, in Athens and Bucharest. He has also been Turkey's representatives at the OECD and the Secretary-General of CENTO. He became under-secretary at the Ministry of Foreing Affairs in 1980 and retired in 1982. As a member of the Turkish Historical Society. Mr. Gürün now divides his time between historical research and lecturing at Ankara University. He is the author of several books and articles. He is married.

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The above text is verbatim from the rear cover of a book he authored,
"The Armenian File".

Republished 2001
Rustum Bookshop, Nicosia, Turkey

ISBN: 975-97030-4-1

The body of the work, aside from his own personal observations, cites other people's articles, correspondences, books, and such exclusively.

I am blogging this for the simple reason that there is precious little regarding him on the net, and I have been reading it, off and on, over the past few weeks. His Wikipedia page says not much more than the back cover. Of course, the page includes the usual Wikipedia cry for lack of source/citations. So here is my crumb.