Tyra undercover as a fat person
My beloved sister Kerry has terrible taste in television. Yes, I know that I'm not exactly a dilettante. Once, I was telling my friend about a conversation I had taken part in, then paused and said, "Oh wait, now that I think about it, this happened on "Real Housewives of New York." I certainly am a stunning advertisement for the benefits of higher education, wouldn't you say?
Anyway, Kerry loves to watch the Tyra Show. I had never really seen it before, but when I was staying at my parents' house for Easter, I went with the program and didn't complain when she turned it on. The show topic was "Fat Hateration: The Final Frontier of of Discrimination." I am not sure "hateration" is a word, but this show was on the CW network so I'm guessing they're not sticklers for proper English. Tyra interviewed several women who admitted to hating fat people. They thought obesity was disgusting and had absolutely no problem with confronting overweight people and letting them know exactly what they felt. These women, some of whom were not exactly model skinny themselves, apparently went up to people in airports, restaurants and amusement parks and pointed out to fat people how gross they were and how disgusting it was to even share the same air with them. The look of absolute disgust and hatred on their faces just floored me. How pathetic are these women to get so worked up over the size of someone else's body?
I was in the grocery store a few years back, carefully studying the selection of ice cream, when an old man came up to me. I smiled at him but he glared at me. "You don't need any ice cream," he said reproachfully, examining my cart. "You need to eat more vegetables." Stunned and raised to be overly nice to senior citizens, I didn't say anything and blinked back tears when he walked away. He had gotten his point across and I hope that made his day better, but it sure ruined mine.
I wonder if these people don't realize how much it hurts. You're having a great day, hanging out at a bar with your friends when a group of guys decides to make you their evening's entertainment, daring each other to ask you to dance. Idiot teenagers yell shit out the window at you when you're walking down the street. Do they not realize how much a dive bomb sneak anti-fat attack shakes you up? The greatest day can be ruined in an instant as the realization sets in that, oh yeah, I am somehow less of a person because I'm heavier than average. How dare I show my face in public and try to interact with all of the normal people? Forgive my audacity. Back to the Fat Cave I go.
Every fat person knows that they are overweight. There has never been an instance where someone calls a person fat and the person thinks, "Wow, I hadn't noticed that before. I am so happy that that lady pointed it out. No more eating for me!" You can't shame someone into losing weight and humiliating a person in public doesn't do it either. I know, it's shocking that calling someone a fat pig won't motivate them to mold themselves into the person you want them to be, but trust me on this one. The fact that these women think they're helping is a joke.
I guess I just don't get it. Life is short so why would you want to actively work to make people unhappy? It was obvious that these women had some issues; their faces literally twisted into grimaces when talking about how disgusting the obese are and how offended they were to have to see them in public. They were not happy women, and as Tyra wisely pointed out, a lot of the hatred they projected outward was really directed towards themselves. Unhappiness, low self-esteem and depression don't only happen to fat people, and it was obvious to me that these women were suffering from all three. Poor poor things.
I guess, if I were a better person, I would pity them. Unfortunately I am only a mediocre person and I wanted to run them over with a truck. Hey, I know my weaknesses and I could possibly finagle some sort of obesity defense. I'll have my lawyer get back to me on that.