Animals on a balanced diet

My first day in the US and I have to admit that the culture shock is the greatest I ever experienced. No Asian country surprised me as much as this one did, and it's only just a beginning. The thing is: when going to the East, I expected things to be very different, so when they turned out different indeed, it came as no surprise. But going to the west, I thought it will be... Western, just as Europe, only bigger.
And now I'm totally flabbergasted. It's not like Europe, only bigger. It's weird. It's completely delirious. It's like all those folks have been waiting for Godot all their lives.
"For your safety the lifeguard will not maintain eye contact when talking to you". "Staff must wash hands" (in the toilet at a restaurant) "The animals in our care are on a well-balanced diet. Thank you for helping us keep them healthy by not sharing food meant for people." Yes, the lifeguard will make sure other swimmers' life is safe, too, even if he's currently scolding you for crossing a line you shouldn't cross, the staff at a restaurant will take care not to infect your food with their bacteria and the animals at an attraction park are on a balanced diet. But you, you can eat yourself slowly to death, drench your body fat in refill coke, all bacteria-free and with a smile on the staff's face for you not to suspect anything. The death will not be immediate, no worries. Nobody will be sued.

The environment around is good, but I got the impression that to the Americans it is not good enough. That's why they perpetually try to make some improvementst: lock the warm, fresh air inside and cool it so much that the unacustommed guests from the old continent grab their sweaters. Eating outside on a warm evening? Have you at all calcated the risks? Uncontrolled bacteria flying around, and straight into your soup, causing sudden death?
They seem to have a preference for the slow variety here. "Fasr food, slow death" would be a good slogan. Just as food, it gives comfort.
Waiting for Godot needs time, too. If you die suddenly, you won't meet him. But if you slowly grow bigger and bigger, you won't even notice the moment when your body stopped fitting into one beach chair, but started flooding the neighbouring ones.
One more coke and a couple of donuts. Another refill. A sundae to cool down. Then a coke. And then it is Godot himself who appears in a revelation of my fat-drenched brain: US is like a room with closed curtains and all lights on on a sunny day. Better avoid the unpredictable and have your own sun the way you want it.
This was my epiphany on the first day in the Sunny State. I have to be excused for jumping to conclusions: Columbus, too, thought what he found was India.