I maintain that the concept of not eating late hardly applies to those of us who are concious of what we eat. You know how when you go to a doctors and say you feel unwell? And they proceed to weigh you? Well, and this annoyed me so much when i found out i was almost kicked out, its so they can see if your eating! People dont know if they are eating!! Let alone what and when! ARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!
The idea of not going to bed on a full stomach, or, for the real hardcore advice givers, you know, those who do the crossword in the daily mail, a stomach full of carbs, is a general rule of thumb for those ignorant swathes of human flotsam who plan their diet based solely on "what they fancy".
Dont get me wrong, my roid addled, carb depleted, peudo-science-rage is probably of little consequence to these belly-heavy-man-tittied-puff-balls. Those who cry a little bit inside when they see a mirror, yet still eat a pasty while forcing down a diet coke as compensation. They probably care little for my opinions on carb cycling, macro managment or proper exercise protocols, because they have of course been told with authority, by such prestigious institutions as the daily mail and the BBC, that under no circumstances should you eat before bed. They will tell me as much over a pint as they snaffle a second pack of pork scratchings, sweeping crumbs from their rippling bulge of a belly, assuring me, that since they wont be in bed for hours, they are definitely on a diet.
This is the world at large, everyday folk safe in the knowledge they are fed by trashy media, ignorant of any other reality, any reality more tricky than a good headline.