Oh, I wondered when I’d start getting the fat hate responses for my Sherlock post. So far it’s just the one douchecanoe, and maybe it’ll stay that way.
But seriously? The best this fucker could do was “get off your ass and go to a gym, fatty?” I’m seriously checking to make sure this person isn’t in fifth fucking grade over here. Really? Come on. I heard that shit way back when I was a kid. Worst. Attempted. Insult. Ever.
Not for nothing, but I have had so much more horrible, vicious fat haters come after me. I’ve been assaulted. This fucker just doesn’t even rise to the level of “get mad”. I’m just sort of laughing.
Because the advice this fucker is giving is basically: “become anorexic, continue to act that way until I decide you’re thin enough to be a person, which by the way will be never”.
These assholes will never actually give you the “now you’re a real person!” prize, ever. There will never be a time when they don’t hate you. Your weight doesn’t even really matter. Your health doesn’t matter. Your amount of time working out and calories consumed don’t matter.
You can be at the gym 24/7. You can eat nothing. You can starve and strain and whatever you like. You can waste away. You can deprive and overwork yourself until it becomes a threat to your life.
And they’re still not gonna give you that prize. Because they really don’t even give a shit about your weight in the end. They picked this particular topic because it was EASY, because it’s low hanging fruit, because it doesn’t take much effort in a fat-hating society to hate fat people and feel like you’re a winner for doing so.
These fuckers? They’re selective sociopaths. They lack the ability to find any enjoyment in something that doesn’t hurt another person. They literally HAVE to cause pain. They have to spend hours doing shit that they do, trolling comments and blogs and setting up their own blogs with big graphics of pigs and other things. They have to do that because they can’t enjoy anything else. Because their asses are incapable of stepping away from the hate on the internet and going to a gym to get it out of THEIR system. Because they can’t build model airplanes or read a book or play a game or learn how to paint or anything. Nope. They gotta spend all their time on getting their hate fix.
You gotta almost feel sorry for them. I mean, geez. I can enjoy so many things. Drawing, painting, writing, going on hikes with my spouse and dog, swimming, touring botanical gardens and garden in general, working with my dog on training, writing in a journal, cruising the internet for gifs and sweet justice. And it’s fun and I enjoy life. And I don’t need to hurt other people. In fact, it’s best when I do the opposite and cause people joy and happiness with what I do. I love doing that.
But these people lack that capacity.
And notice how they never give you practical tips. It’s always “go to the gym, fat ass!” or “stop eating cheeseburgers, fatty!” By the by, it’s always cheeseburgers and pizza. Never filet mignon or lobster or gruyere cheese or caviar. Never food that’s associated with higher classes. Always lower class, easy to obtain food that’s affordable for those with little money.
Could it be…*duhn duhn*…
SATAN??? CLASSISM? *church lady glare*
(With no small amount of racism to be found entangled in the whole thing as well).
ANYway, they never then go on to list all the things a the gym you can do or alternate exercises if gym isn’t feasible for you. They never go on to list other foods that might be more nutritious and how to obtain them easily and at the lowest price. Never. Not once.
It’s always just a vaguely worded demand that you do SOMETHING.
I find that funny, them just reaching for the most convenient, trite bit of bile they can find. Fuckheaded and funny.
So, anyway. I’m going to continue to be fat as in fantastic and obese as in oh my god, I’m fucking amazing. Continue to be angry. Enjoy that feigned hate and anger, it’s all you really have. Because you sure as shit don’t have a conscience or a sense of empathy.
Just thought I’d post to say to my fellow fatties that it really is THEM, not YOU. You are not and never will be the problem. Your weight, your body, your fatness, your size will never be at fault, will never be to blame. There is no amount of adipose tissue that entitles anyone to hurt you, abuse you, oppress you, exclude you, or erase you. At any fucking weight you are, you deserve better. The best, even. No number on a scale can diminish your humanity. Your weight is not an insult. Ever.
And if you need someone to come to because it’s not always so easy to laugh off the hate, the inbox is open.