The Problem With Portions
He raised a finger to the man in the white coat. Evidently the session was at an end. A needle jerked into Winston’s arm. He sank almost instantly into deep sleep.
Question: Which is healthier: the 100-calorie pack of Pepperidge Farm Milano cookies or the regular-size bag?
CHAPTER 3
"There are three stages in your reintegration," said O’Brien. "There is learning, there is understanding, and there is acceptance. It is time for you to enter upon the second stage."
Answer: It depends on how many bags you eat.
As always, Winston was lying flat on his back. But of late his bonds were looser. They still held him to the bed, but he could move his knees a little and could turn his head from side to side and raise his arms from the elbow. The dial, also, had grown to be less of a terror. He could evade its pangs if he was quick-witted enough: it was chiefly when he showed stupidity that O’Brien pulled the lever. Sometimes they got through a whole session without use of the dial. He could not remember how many sessions there had been. The whole process seemed to stretch out over a long, indefinite time ----weeks, possibly----and the intervals between the sessions might sometimes have been days, sometimes only an hour or two.
After years of ever-swelling portions, food-and-restaurant companies in the past decade have increasingly experimented with smaller plates and packages, targeting those consumers who now crave portion control in a nation long obsessed with getting more.
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