Picture this: for decades, America’s national pastime was quietly evolving from baseball to “portion-size roulette,” where every supersized soda and triple-bacon burger nudged the obesity rate upward like a slow-motion game of Jenga. Then, out of nowhere, Ozempic swoops in like a celebrity trainer with a magic needle, and suddenly 7.6 million fewer adults are waddling into the “obese” column. Gallup’s charts are doing cartwheels, insurance companies are speed-dialing lawyers, and fast-food CEOs are frantically googling “salad profitability.” If this keeps up, airline middle seats might actually become… comfortable? Brace yourselves, folks—skinny jeans are staging a hostile takeover.
American Obesity Rates Are Now Falling, and It’s Almost Certainly Because of Ozempic
