Chicago Airport

I am currently in Chicago Airport and you know you are in America when McDonalds is the healthiest meal you can find. Already lethargic from the plane flight and not wanting to feel any worse, I make the decision to bypass McDonalds and go for the chicken breast sandwich. The label proudly proclaims that the contents contain fifty grams of fat, three grams of sodium and the same number of calories as two quarter pounders. I don't even get the chance to unwrap the little monstrosity before it finds itself flying toward the nearest bin. Even the sight of it was making me queasy. Slightly dejected I go back to the "healthier" option. God bless America.