The Eternal Question - And I Mean THE Eternal Question

Today I learned that Hostess, the company that makes Twinkies, has declared bankruptcy. The reason is that it is finding out what so many companies have discovered, how dag-blammid expensive labor is. What I found interesting is that right when I walked into the local supermarket, I was greeted with this:

Wow. They sure do want your business back. They even had three different trays, each with a dozen cups filled with samples of three different Hostess products, Zingers in this case -- which are just Twinkies with frosting. You see them there on the right.

I don't think I'd ever seen that before.

Frosted Twinkies offered as samples.

The upshot of this intriguing chain of events is that I was at the store just to pick up some broccoli. Looking at this I just wonder of the injustice of it all. I mean, how many dozen boxes of Ding-Dongs did I get as well? As you can guess, I got zero dozen boxes.

And I got the broccoli.

Really, people. What other question for the ages outclasses this one:

Why is it that Hostess cupcakes are so phenomenally yummy when they are also so phenomenally rotten for your health, but broccoli tastes so wretchedly putridly spewtastically awful but is so good for you?

(And don't give me any of this ridiculous falderal about you liking broccoli. I don't believe you for a second.)

This will indeed be the very first question I ask God when I get to heaven. And I really don't think I will be the only one...