Now, now Nev. I'm sure there's got to be at least one cop per Some Time Period in the US who's fallen over with plaqued-up arteries.
That said, with the sheer amound of skimmed milk in the populace here in the Uck, you'd think we'd be healthier. Not that I couldn't stand to lose a few pounds myself. Per limb.
But yeah, the majority of folk here are, indeed, utterly brainwashed. In a (reluctant) gun-bearing discussion (as a resident Yank, englandians seem to find it necessary to drag me into every single gh0dsbedamned whinge-fest about "the brutal horrors of gun-ownership"), some chap said "I don't want my daughter to have that responsibility". He was utterly impervious to the argument that by simple dint of living, she already, irrevocably has the responsibility to safeguard her own existance.
I have a devil of a time finding actual Men and Women to spend time with here. Weak sauce abounds, and it makes for a lonely (if disproportionately profitable) life. The next-door neighbour almost voided his bowels when I had a measly two-foot jump from the top of his borrowed ladder to the open bedroom window one time I'd forgotten my keys. He was literally white-faced and shaking when I opened the front door, and proclaiming that his "heart had skipped a beat".
I think I missed the memo requiring me to turn in my masculinity.