Please enjoy this brilliant perspective from non-reader Oliver, who decided to add it to a (now deleted) comment on the thread about trolls making rape and death threats. After explaining to me why I’m a dumbass for getting “riled up” by comments like “hope you get aids while being raped by a homeless man in the alleyways of new york. you cunt. then again if any man would want to rape your gigantic ass, i’d be shocked,” he decides to throw this in:
Lastly, and this is a more general response to trend towards “fat is okay” that seems to be taking over feminism, fat is not a good thing. Fat people ARE demonstrably less healthy than fit people, they die younger and have significantly more health problems. The obesity situation in America is putting a huge strain on our health care that will only get worse. Fat people are lazy. There are a million ways to stay fit and eat right in America, even Macdonald’s has salads now. I’m sick and tired of feminists subtly implying that there is something wrong about me or any other guy having a preference for fit women. In nature, animals tend to seek out the strongest, fittest, fastest or brightest mates. Humans are not nearly as far removed from our roots are we like to think. Sure, the idea of attractiveness is manufactured by our media. It changes over time. Attractive women (in the judgement of both men and gay women) are going to recieve preferential treatment from those people, just as attractive men do from women and gay men. Most people who are in love (in my experience) are in love for reasons besides physical appearence, but they were attracted to each other because of physical appearence. There are hundreds of serious issues facing women today, surely feminists can find a more productive use of their time than informing women that it’s okay to eat doughnuts if it makes them happy. It’s counterproductive, it’s based on faulty information and it’s a waste of intelligence.
ZOMG, WE’RE TAKING OVER FEMINISM! Which is obviously a movement Oliver cares deeply about.
Also, bingo, bingo, and bingo.
I love that the people who want to come here and tell me this shit never, ever link to a source for their claims about fat and health, or fat and the economy. Why would they need to? EVERYBODY KNOWS!
Runner-up for Douchehound of the Day is Susan, who left a comment on the “Don’t You Realize Fat Is Unhealthy?” thread informing us all that she lost 90 lbs. through “discipline and hard work,” and has kept it off for nearly five years, so I am “denigrating [her] hard work” by calling people who sustain a major weight loss for that long “freaks of nature.”
That one would have been baleeted without any further thought, but Susan then came back and said:
Gee, thanks for deleting my comment! I thought you were too broadminded to censor people who don’t subscribe to your own beliefs – but I guess not.
So now I have a few things to say to Susan here.
1) Where did you get the idea that I’m “too broadminded to censor people who don’t subscribe to [my] own beliefs”? It sure wasn’t from the Comments Policy.
2) The fact that you mentioned your “discipline and hard work” not once but twice in a very short comment tells me you don’t understand that the other 95% of dieters were not just lazy. They did not just give up and start stuffing themselves the way Oliver believes all fat people do. Seriously, let’s think about this for a minute. Almost 100% of people who were motivated enough to drastically reduce calories and increase exercise in the first place, because that is how much they didn’t want to be fat, just give up after they’ve lost the weight? They just say, “Fuck it, being thin isn’t worth it, pass the donuts”? I find that hard to believe. Especially since what most dieters do after they gain it back is diet again. And gain it back again. And diet again. And gain it back again. And diet again.
If anyone’s getting a dogged persistence award around here, it’s those poor slobs, not you.
3) I might be less inclined to “denigrate your hard work” if you told me about some hard work that benefited a single soul other than you. Discipline for its own sake doesn’t impress me. I used to date a guy with mild OCD who had to have his shirts folded in a very precise way, and no one could do it properly but him. He put a lot of effort into folding those shirts just so. I don’t especially admire that effort. You know what I admire? The discipline and hard work it takes to raise children. The discipline and hard work it takes to be a teacher or a doctor. The discipline and hard work it takes to write a book. The discipline and hard work it takes to cook Thanksgiving dinner for a crowd. The discipline and hard work it takes to avoid becoming insecure and bitter in a culture that’s constantly telling you you’re not good enough.
The discipline and hard work required to lose weight, however? Meh. As BuffPuff (I think) once brilliantly said, “Been there, done that, grew out of the T-shirt.” These days, I eat when I’m hungry and put my energy into trying to help other people feel better about themselves. It’s far more satisfying work than weighing chicken breasts, let me tell you.