Limits. We as Americans don't seem to pay attention to them. Take for example speed LIMITS. They're not speed SUGGESTIONS or even speed BOUNDARIES with a swinging gate. I'm not going to say that I'm always going 65 when the sign says "Speed Limit 65," but why do we even bother calling it a limit when photo enforcement switches on at 76-11 miles over. Why do we get mad at someone on the freeway who's actually going 65 or, God forbid, 64? (Don't say you haven't done it!)
When it comes to food, one serving isn't enough. 2,000 calories a day is supposed to be our limit (in most cases), but we want more. We have a limit on our credit cards, yet if someone fills it up, just get another one or go over the limit and pay the fee.
The word "limit" seems finite. You're not supposed to go over, that's supposed to be your boundary. Yet more and more the word "limit" has lost its meaning and in a society that values "more," "better," or even "the best," it's no wonder it's more expensive to live. It's no wonder people are obese. It's no wonder people are in extreme debt in excess of $100,000. It's no wonder states like Arizona are resorting to photo radars on freeways to deter extreme speeders. There are no limits in the minds of most Americans.
And it's not like I'm completely innocent...