I was walking around town, and I saw a cafe. It just had a gigantic letter on top of it "D", I walked in with my son, and asked the waitress for the carb count of the childrens menu. She knew exactly what I was talking about without the roll of the eyes "damn atkiners". I asked her what diet soda she had, and she had diet 7-up, and didn't blink when I ordered diet soda for my two year old. As we settle down, I hear conversations, people checking their blood sugars, needles, meters, strips stuck to the floor. In one corner, a few men are arguing over stem cell research and which charity is best for diabetes. At another table, mothers are chugging coffee and discussing the fun night they had with their childrens ketones and site changes. We all spent a lot of time together, everyone was PERSONALLY affected by diabetes and we knew what it was like to live with this disease everyday, 24/7. There were no gasps or food police when we ordered chocolate cake. In walks this man, there's a silence. He talks of what is best for us and how bad big pharma is. He sees a child using a pump and exclaims "that will not heal him, he's relying on that", we exclaim, well no duh-better than death! He tells us we need to change our outlook. He sees a child eating fruit loops, and exclaims "that's why he is predisposed to this", we roll our eyes. He sees a person with diabetes drinking coffee and exclaims "why would you do that to your body when you have a disease". I try to tell him we do things naturally in addition to using insulin, he needs this to live and he back peddles to something someone else says and won't listen. He tells us we are "stop defacing me". We are sick of this intruder. The management won't kick him out, so everytime he talks we just quack until he leaves. The end.