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Judgments Run Deep

In Rants & Reflections on August 28, 2008 at 2:05 am

Rachel over at The F-Word posted an exercise for her readers in reference to the epidemic of fat kids. I thought it was a great post and was interested to see what folks said. Unfortunately, I was quickly offended and taken back by some of the responses.

Several of the comments talked about what people purchase with their food stamps, passing judgment on a parent who chooses to buy pre-packaged food as opposed to cooking from scratch. I can’t help but feel those judgments just add fuel to the “eat healthy and be thin” fire. One comment stated people need to “learn to cook” and “If I were using food stamps, I’d do my damnedest to make that money stretch as far as possible, because we all know that it’s never enough as it is.” Leaving aside the fact this person is speaking from a hypothetical point of view (and one never knows what they would truly do in a situation until they are in it), let’s address what comments like these really say. If a parent doesn’t cook everything from scratch then they aren’t doing everything they know how to make their food stamps stretch. That if a parent doesn’t devote themselves to cooking then they are a bad parent.

One commenter offered “that it is your duty as a parent, rich or poor, to do the best by your child/ren that you can, and in my world, that does not include feeding them crap when you are on a budget.” Again, indicating because not everyone can be a champion in the kitchen, that they are a bad parent. Not everyone is blessed with skillz in the kitchen, and not everyone has the time to devote to learning or doing. Everyone’s mileage varies. I wonder if these people can realize that making others live by their own standards is the same as someone else making them live by theirs. It just gets ridiculous. Everyone cannot do the same things and we have to stop trying to make everyone fit into a box. Perhaps pre-packaged food is not the best, I’m not arguing that it is, but I don’t think it makes a parent less just because they cook from a box. My grandmother always believed it was more important to devote time to her family than to cook from scratch and keep the house clean. Was she a perfect mother? No, but she saved my life.

Thankfully there were a couple of commenters who really laid out the realities of trying to be a single parent and cook from scratch, as well as everything else, but I’m not sure the first commenters really listened.

Aside from that, as a fattie I live my life facing people every day who tell me if I just “show a little discipline” I could be thin and healthy like I should be. If I would just “eat the right foods (or go without food sometimes)” then I would be able to shed pounds and be beautiful. If I would just “exercise and watch what I eat” then I achieve a toned, healthy, beautiful body which will make men want to marry me (or, at the very least, have sex with me). There have been claims that fat people are causing global warming and the American deficit. I was recently sent a “joke” video called “three reasons to quit drinking” where one man awoke to find a pair of plus-sized panties in his bed. In another clip the man awoke to having a dismembered arm handcuffed to his wrist, and the third was a man who awoke with a chimp in a very provocative position. So, having sex with a fat person is associated with having sex with animals and dismembered bodies. Seriously. Look at the correlation between those phrases and associations and things like “people need to learn to cook” and “… the day I buy frakkin’ Lunchables for my son will also be the day I vote Republican, become a Christian, and buy an SUV”.

When are we, as unique individuals, ever going to understand that not everyone is the same? That people have to make decisions and do what they think is best for themselves, even if we don’t agree and that /doesn’t/ make those people any less. Yes, a capitalist can be a good person. Hell, a /Republican/ can be a good person. Just like fatties can be good people, or drunks, or Christians, or convicts. Get off your fuckin’ high horse folks.

I Want to Get Away

In Fat on August 21, 2008 at 12:05 am

I just joined in the fat acceptance movement a couple of months ago. Well, I’m not sure I would officially declare my membership, since I’m still learning and do more reading then actual activist work, but I am definitely walking down that road. This means, however, that every day I have to wake up and prepare myself for a fight. Whether it’s battling against the self-hatred I’ve been conditioned with, the scorns of strangers I pass on the street, medical professionals if I am sick, or even family and friends who are “only trying to help and want me to be healthy and happy”.

Of course I’m no stranger to fighting the world. I faced years of abuse from my parents, I grew up in poverty, I have severe depression that keeps me from working, I deeply believe in freedom and adhere to the principle that people should mind their own fucking business when it comes to another’s life choices. I was brought up in a world that says everything about me is wrong. I do not fit in socially accepted gender roles, I do not want children, I wilt in a traditional education forum and the idea of being tied to a repetitive job every day kills my soul. These are the things I was told to expect out of life. This is where I come from. Mileage will vary for everyone, but I think there is a lot of common ground to create understanding. Knowing how different I was from what I was told life is makes me wonder how I ever managed to ascribe to the mentality that fat is wrong. That, essentially, one is better off being dead then being fat. Now that I am trying to be a part of the movement though, I wonder if it’s simply due to the fact that it was something I didn’t have to fight with everyone about.

If a doctor lectures me about my weight and health I can simply accept it and move on with what I’m doing. If my grandmother encourages me to have weight loss surgery, I can take to heart that she cares about me and file the comments away. I can handle my own self-hatred because it’s easy. It’s easier, to me, to just accept these stereotypes people have regarding my weight then to build another wall.

I really admire fat activists, hell, I admire any activist. They do things I could never imagine myself doing. They speak so poignantly and with such passion. It’s amazing and for a long time I thought that was the kind of person I would want to be. Always fighting for what’s right. Now I’m at a time in my life where I’m sick of fighting. I no longer want to build walls, or depend on the walls I already created, but instead want to focus on tearing them down. This feeling makes me feel like a traitor to the movement. Not only to other fatties or fat acceptance believers, but to women, folks who come from below the poverty line and those who suffer from mental illness. In actuality I feel like a traitor to everyone because I’m simply not strong enough to stand up and fight for those like me.

Despite my encouragement to friends and associates to be strong and love themselves and keep their chins up, when I lay in bed at night I still cry and pray to God to make me thin and beautiful. Sometimes when I’m home alone I look up WLS and see how much it would cost, how it will change my life. For many years I wouldn’t even consider WLS because of how barbaric it was. The diet one has to go on after the surgery is akin to an eating disorder, not to mention it’s another way doctors get to play God. Yet when I’m alone I daydream about having the surgery and being accepted again, knowing once I was thin I could walk out into the world and not have to constantly be on guard for malicious comments. Of course, in this perfect world I’ve created where I’m thin and beautiful, people don’t make mean comments. Thin women are never attacked or belittled or left feeling the world would be a better place if they dead. So you can see I’m completely rational during this time.

So I am a closeted self-hating fattie. I’m tired of fighting the world. I love the progress the fat acceptance movement is making, the fact there is actual research coming out that says fatties aren’t lazy, walking time bombs as a whole, but I’m not sure I am able to hang in there and be an FA soldier. Intellectually I know something is wrong with my thinking, as mentally beating one’s self up over the fact they aren’t disciplined enough to actually become anorexic is chalked with all sorts of warning bells, but that doesn’t change the fact every night I beg God to make me thin. It’s something I’ve done every night since I was 8 and my mother told me I couldn’t go to dance class anymore because the teacher thought I was too fat.

If I could just be thin it would be one less thing to worry about. It would be one less thing holding me back in life. If I could only be thin then I could let go of all the hurtful comments and the memories of being ostracized. If I could just be thin then people would no longer laugh in my face for being different and wanting to be successful in life, instead they would applaud my effort and give me a hand up. If only I could be thin…

36 Million Fatties Deemed Healthy

In Fat on August 14, 2008 at 11:58 am

I am so excited about the new studies coming out in the media. One was on the front page of the Oregonian recently, and another “viewpoint” was also published on the Chicago Tribune. Kate Harding already wrote on the subject, but I thought it couldn’t hurt to spread the news around. Another feather in our hats ladies and gents.

Queen Latifah on Jenny Craig

In Fat on August 11, 2008 at 11:24 pm

I’ve always loved Queen Latifah. She was an ample lady with beauty, success, and confidence. Not only that, with her celebrity status, I thought for sure over the years we would see her yo-yo on the weight scale like most others. While I’ve never heard her speak out in support of her size, I’ve never heard her downplay it either. It was a non-issue for her, which I like. She took on the world and conquered it. Queen Latifah’s endorsement is what caused my loyalty to Cover Girl cosmetics.

So when I saw the Jenny Craig commerice where Queen Latifah discusses her 20 pound weight loss I was disappointed. One of the size positive role models in the celebrity world has succumb to the hype. The Queen Latifah Jenny Craig website even has a blog where the Queen discusses her weight loss venture. Of course, there are several mentions of how she loves her size, and she’s not doing this to be a thinner, only to be /more healthy/. The posts are a walking contradiction not unusual in the weight loss world.

Twelve is my new favorite number. And, no, I’m not talking about how many pounds I’ve lost so far. (Remember, some number on a scale is not what this journey is about for me – it’s about losing around 10% of my body weight to live a healthier, longer life.)

While it sounds good (and I admit she almost had me convinced), the truth is that is /is/ about a number on a scale. The medical industry, and the media, has consistently pushed that X pounds or X percentage of fat is healthy for every individual when that’s just not the case. I wish I could send Queen Latifah some information on HAES and help her wipe away the brainwashing of our society. Take a gander at any of the links under the HAES section on this website. Check out Kate Harding’s project on the BMI index, or the don’t you realize fat is unhealthy information.

This kind of brainwashing is why sites like First, do no harm exist. Fat is seen as the enemy, and anyone who is not killing themselves to keep it away isn’t worthy of even existing.