Posted by Butterknees at c-67-166-140-80.client.comcast.net on December 07, 2003 at 06:41:14:
In Reply to: one more cent... posted by Press Whore on December 07, 2003 at 04:51:14:
It's my beliefe that obesity is not an illness. Not a physical one, anyway. It's a way of life, which is the result of a routine or mindset. I'm to blame for the way I am. McDonalds, Burger King, Taco Bell, etc, didn't force their food down my throats -- I did. Yes, they make it look tantalizing, cheap and whatnot, but when it boils down to it, I make the choice to eat their unhealthy products. I choose to have that extra slice of pizza. I also make the choice not to work out, ride a stationary bike, or run a mile a day. That kinda stuff made me a fat fucker, and it's my fault. I don't think I deserve to be ridiculed for it, but I'm DAMN sure I don't deserve special treatment for it. I shouldn't be exempt from mockery because I'm overweight. It's not like I was made this way from day one, like black people, Jews, and I guess gays (I'm no expert). In fact, I was born underweight and stayed scrawny until I was 10 years old. Then I started chowing down and playing video games all the time -- resulting in the tub of shit I am to this day.
It's not like I wanna be fat, though. It's unhealthy, unattractive, and uncomfortable. But like I said, it's a frame of mind or a routine. I'm used to having a big meal, and I'm used to lazing around. It's familiar to me, and that routine is comfortable and satisfying. I don't like the idea of losing that. I'm sure that it's the case for many overweight people, too. We get set in our ways, and we like the way we do things. We just don't like the resulting mass applied to our bodies, but tough shit -- it's what we've earned. The people who cry "I'm obese because of an illness" and look for pity can cry me a river of gravy, the fat fucks. Change your habits or accept yourself. That may sound harsh, but it's coming from a 265 lbs man with a 230 lbs mother and a 400+ lbs father (who's in a wheelchair, thanks to his obesity, by the way).
People aren't fat because they wanna be, but they are fat because they chose to be. If that makes sense.
As far as the whole insulting thing goes, I've got a thick skin myself because I've heard it for eleven years, and most harshly from my fellow fat friends while it was (partly) in jest. But, if you don't hear negativity from anyone, even in the form of an insult, aren't you more likely to continue the potentially lethal behavior? With sensitive people it may have the opposite effects, but in my opinion, the sissy fuckers need to toughen up. If I get told I'm a pudgy, gluttonous bastard, I'm going to eat light at my next meal or two. I'm not going to drown my sorrows in a chocolate shake. That's just retarded, and proving the insulting party right -- you ARE therefore a pudgy, gluttonous bastard.
I don't think there should be a council for governing what's politcally correct in terms of obesity-bashing for three reasons. One, fat-bashing is not that rampant, considering things like "nigger", "queer" and "fag", as well as reference to the cheapness of Jews, were acceptable insults for years on television, in music ("That little faggot's got his own jet airplane/that little faggot he's a millionaire" comes to mind) and in movies. Two, like I've been saying, it's our own damned fault we're fat. We can't blame society for disliking the way we are! We are physically inferior. Less attractive. Unable to play sports well (aside from playing on the line in football, and bowling's not a fucking sport, it's a game). We're unable to fit into fancier and tighter clothes, or maybe they accentuate our love handles. Third, it's funny to watch our fat asses do certain things. Would Curly of the Three Stooges be as funny if he were the same size as Larry or Moe? No, he wouldn't. How about John Belushi? Or Chris Farley? Or John Candy? We, as tubby beasts, are inherently humorous to watch. We waddle, for Christ's sake. We use electric scooters, which just BEG for Jetsons-like sound effects as they pass by. We ARE funny, and that will breed humor from those watching us.
We chubby bitches deserve emotional sympathy and excemption? I think not. Maybe I could use a helping hand in turning my self-destructive lifestyle around, but the last thing I need is a group of girly people protecting my ears from fat jokes.
-Justin