Right, so obviously, this time last week when I said we were all busy, I wasn’t kidding. It’s been a light posting week here at SP, but there’s lots of good stuff to read elsewhere. To wit:
The Fat Nutritionist reminds us that all women are real women. (This seems to be an older post, actually, but it’s showing up in the fatosphere feed again, and it’s worth a reread. This might be one of those wacky things where your RSS feed resets and republishes everything at once for whatever reason.)
If anyone has the temerity to identify as a woman in this culture, I’m handing them over an Official Membership Card and inviting them to the pool party, since, you know, I’m a real woman and all. By the power vested in me, etc. etc. And because if you’re willing to put up with the bullshit women put up with every single day, then shit — you’ve earned it.
Lesley watches the finale of More to Love so you don’t have to.
Did we need the endless confessional crying to be made to feel something for these women? Did we need the gratuitous tales of Fat Pain in order to share in the romance and triumph of Luke’s final decision? No. Because fat people are just people. We fall in love and out of love, we’re hurt and we’re happy, we’re successful and we make mistakes, we’re occasionally right and occasionally wrong. Just like everyone else.
CR: I don’t think they really understood what they were asking. I want to think that they didn’t really understand what they were asking me, a 14-year-old girl, to do. I mean, [when someone is asked to diet down to a certain measurement] nobody knows for sure how many pounds that will actually be.
JS: It’s so fucking naïve though. And, Jesus Christ, when you’re dealing with such young girls, irresponsible.
CR: I think so. They have certain requirements, and I don’t think they want to think about how the girl meets those requirements…A lot of girls never come forward to their agencies and say, Hey, I starve myself to maintain the standards that you’ve set for me.
CR: You know, they’re not going to do that. I’m one of the only ones. And that’s the reason I got a book.
Karnythia at The Angry Black Woman has an absolute must-read on the horrendous treatment of South African runner Caster Semenya.
Between the misogyny and the racism and the privilege and the sheer entitlement on display this is one of those areas where intersectionality cuts to the bone and then beyond. Being human isn’t about fitting into a box designed by someone else. It’s not something other people get to define for you. And if you think that the way Caster has been treated makes sense because she’s a public figure, or you think you have a right to treat people like an exhibit to satisfy your interest in their experience? You’re directly using your privilege (whatever it may be) to oppress someone.
Finally, some real advice: Sexual Assault Prevention Tips Guaranteed to Work!
1. Don’t put drugs in people’s drinks in order to control their behavior.
2. When you see someone walking by themselves, leave them alone!
3. If you pull over to help someone with car problems, remember not to assault them!
What other awesome things have you read this week?