I had to pass this column along, especially for those of you who miss the silly seriousness of college opinion columnists (not that I have any data to support that this target audience actually exists).
I own a 64-ounce cup. 64 ounces. 1.893 liters. One half gallon. And it scares me.
I saw it standing on the gas station counter next to the soft drink machine while I was paying for gas. It struck me as a little unnecessary and utterly American…
Please stay with it as our author uses the Big Gulp inspiration to vex about “polarization” everywhere, including “wealth disparities,” kids doing a Reebok commercial and others not so lucky, super-size fast-food menus, Hummers and Minis, Trix and Lucky Charms cereals, and McDonald’s “Hamburglar.”
