Because we are become a nation of quick fixes, miracle cures, immediate satisfaction and intolerable impatience. We don’t want to work for our bodies; we don’t want to have to take care of ourselves, day in, day out. We want to eat whatever we want, spend as much time in the sun as we care to, lie around, drink, smoke, and then stare in the mirror and demand perfection. At what point did we lose all common sense and responsibility? Why on earth would a woman go get a butt lift if the rest of her body is all flab? Does she think that a perfect bubble butt (albeit one that will only last 4 months before the injected fat s reabsorbed) will look good stuck onto her wobbly frame? Why aren’t people willing to put a little sweat equity into their bodies, willing to take care of themselves, and in so doing, look fantastic?

An old complaint, I know. Nothing original thus far. America has been typecast as the gimme-gimme ‘Now’ nation for decades. Instant satisfaction is all we crave, from that minute of nicotine high to that five second orgasm. Tell somebody to hit a gym, eat organic, quit drinking and smoking, and they’ll just roll their eyes and laugh as the turn back to the bar/McDonald’s counter/couch/whatever. But come midnight, which’s staring at their lumpish bodies in the bathroom mirror, suddenly feeling wretched and abject in their lack of perfection, and then googling up surgeons, diet pills, miracle machines that will deliver washboard abs in only five days of ten minute workouts?