In mod­er­a­tion

The Covington News - - Opinion -

I thought we had elected the less gov­ern­ment crowd to state gov­ern­ment. If my me­mory serves me cor­rectly, they ran for of­fice on the premise that the gov­ern­ment needs to fo­cus on the ba­sics, like hav­ing good roads and ed­u­cat­ing our chil­dren.

Now, some­one has come along with the idea that we need to weigh chil­dren and mea­sure their body mass in­dex.

I don’t know how many of you have had your body mass in­dex mea­sured. They take a pair of calipers and pinch a hunk of the skin on your belly. This tells you how fat you are.

Let me tell you, they pinched more than an inch on me.

I don’t re­ally un­der­stand what they’re go­ing to do. Are they go­ing to call home and tell you that your child is fat? Don’t you know that al­ready?

I ap­pre­ci­ate the in­tent. Some­body needs to do some­thing about it, but I’m not sure it is our state gov­ern­ment. If you have ever seen the state seal, it in­cludes the state motto, Wis­dom, Jus­tice and Mod­er­a­tion.

One of those is the root of the prob­lem: Mod­er­a­tion. If the kids eat a whole bag of Chee­tos sit­ting in front of the TV for five or six hours a day, they are go­ing to get fat.

They are not watch­ing a mod­er­ate amount of television or eat­ing a mod­er­ate amount of junk food. Even if I said it, that’s pretty ba­sic wis­dom.

Speak­ing of jus­tice, some­body in the fed­eral court sys­tem fig­ured out that in­mates on death row need to go out­side and get some fresh air and ex­er­cise for a few min­utes ev­ery day.

What’s wrong to­day is that kids are spend­ing way too much time in front of TV and com­put­ers in­stead of go­ing out­side and get­ting some ex­er­cise.

Folks are all in a tizzy about let­ting their kids run loose. We live in fear of sex­ual preda­tors reach­ing over the fence and grab­bing our kids. If we were re­ally neigh­bors in the real sense of the word, we wouldn’t have to worry about such a thing.

If we see a strange car or a strange per­son, we are too afraid of each other to say some­thing.

When I rode my bike on the streets of So­cial Cir­cle grow­ing up, I had dozens of sets of eyes watch­ing out for me. They weren’t fam­ily; they were just good neigh­bors. I played in the yard all day on Satur­days, ei­ther ours or a friend’s. My mother knew where I was and could find me within two phone calls.

We dug in the dirt, made forts and tried all sorts of things we thought would make our bi­cy­cles faster and bet­ter.

You can’t leg­is­late that kind of stuff.

What’s hap­pened, and I’m guilty of this, is that we are con­tent to stay inside our air con­di­tioned homes with the win­dows closed and the TV on. We have set the ex­am­ple for the kids and they’ve taken it a bit fur­ther with video games and DVDs.

There are kids who can’t ride to school with­out a DVD play­ing in the SUV. And then you won­der why Johnny can’t pay at­ten­tion.

Why do we need to put a fat mea­sure on ev­ery school kid? The state would be bet­ter off to mail us all a dime store mir­ror so we could look at our­selves and see how stupid we’ve be­come.

BLACK­WOOD

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