Well, do you all feel incredibly superior now? I hope so. It’s been a tough week, Internet, of making others feel small, but we’re here, at the end.

I don’t have much planned today because I’m living through the final hours of a migraine that started at about 4pm yesterday. Aren’t migraines the best? I always think of them as the cost of my creativity and awesome brain power. It’s true!

Some thoughts on palm oil: I think the woman was using it because it’s got superb mouthfeel and it’s very, very cheap. Plus our palate has become used to it. Until recently, most everything had palm oil. Throughout the 80’s and 90’s palm oil was the choice of fat for processed food. In fact, legislation was passed to encourage palm oil consumption. But because palm oil, as Stoogie pointed out, is by no means an American grown food, American farmers were pissed. And then came High Fructose Corn Syrup so American farmers could plant corn and make their money providing a sweetner that was like eleventy million times more sweet than sugar. With this cheap (and vegetarian aka “healthy”) fat and sweetener, processed food could be very cheap and consumed by the masses. So you see a rise in processed food right along with the rise in palm oil imports and farmers planting a ton of corn. Problem is, palm oil and HFCS are so incredibly bad for us (worse than sugar or lard or butter or whatever) and these processed foods provided cheap calories, the poor were just eating it up. Cheap calories! Think about that for a second. And now Type 2 diabetes is rampant in the lower classes. They’re eating far too many calories and fat and the calories and fat they’re eating are toxic. It’s the first time in history that the poor are consuming too many calories. Used to be the poor were skinny (starving) and the rich were fat.

And here’s this salad dressing bitch trying to poison the middle and upper class with her poor diseases!

(Couldn’t let you think I’d gone soft with this headache.)

Anyway, when my head feels better, I’m going to contact this salad dressing maker and do what Ceci said in the comments, which is just be direct and say to her that there’s no reason palm oil needs to be in that dressing and why didn’t she use olive oil. I’m going to be friendly and as direct as possible. I’m actually not that into the Portland method of communication, which involves using twitter as a bitching board about people you know instead of just approaching them directly, and complaining on my blog about things I could address with people in a friendly way. I mean, I still put it on my blog, but I’ll just, you know do something too.

And, at 10pm tonight I’ll be on Strange Love Live. I’m getting excited. We’re all wearing jammies. Until yesterday, I owned no jammies. So I bought some at Target. All I know is that these jammies involve a red camisole with white hearts and I’m going to need to safety pin it to my flesh so my boobs don’t fall out. Yes, it’s a video podcast.