If We're All A Little Pudgier In 2025, So What?

You could grant me eternal life, but if it were in a world without chocolate, I'd pass

The end of the millennium is nigh, and the warning signs are clear: Be afraid. Be very afraid. Something wicked this way comes. Locusts? Plague? President Ventura? No, fat!

That's right--as we move into the 21st century, we are steadily getting pudgier. Fat, some would have you believe, is the fifth horseman of the Apocalypse, riding right alongside War, Famine, Pestilence and Death. And it's immensely lucrative. Do you think the shrewd folks at Jenny Craig, Slim-Fast and Weight Watchers could make billions scaring the bejesus out of you about pestilence? Make no mistake--fat phobia is a big moneymaker for...

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