In comments about the tragic Lane Bryant shooting, Elusis said:
At this point I’m really scared to hear what the late-night shows and the Interwebs will dredge up in terms of “comedy” responses.
Lots of discussion about the inevitable fat jokes followed that, and Richard Roeper — yes, as many of us have been saying, THAT Richard Roeper — even wrote about our automatic leap to that assumption. Hard to say whether he thought that specific part was paranoid or merely sad.
Unfortunately, turns out what it was is prescient.
I’m going to cut here, because the “satire” piece I’m about to link to is a fucking vile exploitation of this tragedy, and you might want to avoid it. But I want a record of it here as an example of just how HI-LARIOUS some people think a bunch of brutally murdered fat women are.
That’s this fuckstick’s headline. It goes on a bit about the body bags in mock press-release style, but then we get to the real point:
“With our innovative line of new products for the morbidly obese, we aim to make people as comfortable as possible no matter how fat they become. We actually manufacture [sic] novelty sized 12x shirts and slacks, as a joke, only to see sales skyrocket. It almost seems as though we can’t manufacture an outfit big enough, that someone won’t actually fit into. ‘Free to be me’, that is the Lane Bryant promise.”
Ah, see, it’s funny how fat people need clothes! I mean, it’s like they think they should have the same right to cover their naked bodies as thin people! Next thing you know, they’re going to want to be allowed to eat in restaurants! NO MATTER HOW BIG THEY GET!
And those five women who were murdered? Well, what were they doing in a plus-size store in the first place? If they’d just learned to put down the donuts and hit the gym, they could have been in Forever 21 instead of a store that ludicrously chooses to cater to a significant demographic. (As if it’s just a perfectly NORMAL thing for fat women to want clothes!) As always, whatever befalls a fatty is ultimately the fatty’s fault.
And as always, whatever befalls a fatty is ultimately funny to some fucking asshole. Even being the victim of a mass murder.
You know what the worst part is? There probably is a real need for more plus-size body bags. And it is not remotely funny.
(H/T Elastic Waist.)