I’ve said this many, many times before, but I intend to keep raising the issue until the debate around the Fat Acceptance movement in the mainstream media (when it exists at all) has changed to something less, er, fucktarded: it’s not about health. Or at least, I’m not convinced it should be. The Health at Any Size movement has done a lot of good work helping the chunkified members of our little Fat Acceptance club look after their health without resorting to long-term-damaging diets and skinny conformity, I’m sure. But the health of fat people really isn’t the point.
Whenever the Fat Acceptance movement is discussed in the mainstream media (which, as I’ve said, is rarely), it tends to be in terms of whether this is healthy or not. Really, that’s fucking stupid. Because the debate shouldn’t be about whether it’s possible for fat people to be healthy or not: what it should all be about is calling out society on its discriminatory, fat-phobic bullshit. At the end of the day, what the fuck business is of yours how healthy some random stranger is and what that has to do with their weight?
In fact, actually, listen here: if you’re an normal buttcrack who objects to the FA movement on health grounds- other people’s fat is not your concern. These are not the droids you are looking for, motherfucker (to grossly misquote a Star Wars film). In fact, there’s a general principle people need to get through their heads: not everything involves you. You are not the centre of the universe. You don’t get to whine about what other people are doing to their health, or that you don’t find them aestetically pleasing, or anything else in that general ballpark area. Because it has nothing to do with you. You are not actually entitled to an opinion- I know the precepts of democracy say otherwise, but the precepts of democracy aren’t holding a baseball bat with a nail through it, and I am. Seriously, though, you might be entitled by freedom of speech prinicples to voice opinions on matters which have precisely bugger all to do with you, but that doesn’t mean you should. Technically, freedom of speech principles mean that I’m well within my legal rights to go up to random strangers and greet them with the words “Wow, you’re ugly! My name’s King Fandahoon of the Ninth Interstellar Conglomerate, by the way.” But I did, it’s a pretty safe bet my company would no longer be sought after in civilised society. Volunteering an unsolicited, badly-researched, aggressively phrased (I put that last one in because that happens A LOT on the internet) opinion on matters which have jack-diddly-fuck to do with you is about on a par with the “wow you’re ugly” example I gave, both intellectually and in terms of etiquette.
So no, the Fat Acceptance scene is not about whether fat people can be healthy or not: it’s about ending fat discrimination, and a part of that is you learning to get your big, carrion vulture’s nose out of other people’s health before I break it off. Capiche?