(cultural observations)
I really love my people. Although we are far too easily the victims of carbs and sugar – and apparently alcohol combined with a desire to work and produce as a means of not only status and utility, but entertainment. I’m in a place right now where there are a lot of germanic looking short folks with blond, dirty blonde, and light brown hair (clearly kin), who are all short, barrel chested, and decidedly middle class. I love these people. Really. But damnit if weight is not the curse of my people.