Human Writes: This foodie paradise we're living in is killing us

When my elder sister was a child, her legs were so skinny that my uncle named her “Chopsticks”. All of us six children were slim, but my sister’s bony, spindly legs took the cake. Obesity was far from her problem.

Mothers then worried about feeding children the right nutrients for growth as well as to fatten them up. Because in those days, when children played outside a lot, watched little television and had no electronic games, childhood obesity was rare.