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saucywench
...in response to Misty's post of the "I'd rather be dead than fat" postcard (and to which I later replied that I was only partially joking)...
I've wanted to make this confession on Carrie's random single confessions thread many times, but the thread got too large (about 1000 posts ago) for me to access. Maybe we can close that one and start Volume 2?
Anyway--I don't really "struggle" with this issue as I did years before. It seems that we drop or lose many behaviors or attitudes that never really served us well or helped to promote our core values once we reach a certain maturity. Still, I want to confess to having a somewhat latent violent streak when it comes to people who have (and maintain) the level of stupidity and ignorance that is associated with such a sentiment.
I believe that most people like that will never change. And I (like many of us here) have had to endure such crap all of my life, I don't feel that they're worthy of the energy it would require in efforts to change such a mindset. Yes, I'm cynical, but I feel that my cynicism is based on a fundamental truth; that being, that these types of people are just plain ol' stupid, and I therefore have no use for them. I'm all for advocating peace and love and brotherhood, but I can't seem to muster up any warm, fuzzy feelings for these assholes. I'm not saying their stupidity would prompt me to go out and buy a gun and slaughter them all. I'm just saying that my contempt for the likes of them far exceeds their contempt for fat and fat people (especially when it is directed at me personally.) So, anytime I hear this theme of wanting to be dead rather than fat, I think--so what are you waiting for?
It's been said here more than once, by people who were of a societally acceptable size and married/partnered, that their mate no longer wanted them once they became fat. One of the good things about being fat is that it serves to weed out such jerks from the get-go. I don't think I'd ever choose to be involved with someone who wasn't accepting of all sizes, and who didn't maintain respect for people of all sizes as a core personal belief.
I hope this made sense--that people understand what I'm trying to express. As I said, the sentiment is latent, but it's there, nonetheless. Maybe what I'm trying to say is that, had I never been fat--had I never experienced personally this type of ugliness from people--perhaps I would never have developed the extreme contempt I maintain for their ilk. Maybe ignorance is bliss (or serenity, in this instance) in that regard.
me said:Yeah, I'd like to reach them. I'd like to reach them around their scrawny necks so they could more quickly realize their "druthers."
I've wanted to make this confession on Carrie's random single confessions thread many times, but the thread got too large (about 1000 posts ago) for me to access. Maybe we can close that one and start Volume 2?
Anyway--I don't really "struggle" with this issue as I did years before. It seems that we drop or lose many behaviors or attitudes that never really served us well or helped to promote our core values once we reach a certain maturity. Still, I want to confess to having a somewhat latent violent streak when it comes to people who have (and maintain) the level of stupidity and ignorance that is associated with such a sentiment.
I believe that most people like that will never change. And I (like many of us here) have had to endure such crap all of my life, I don't feel that they're worthy of the energy it would require in efforts to change such a mindset. Yes, I'm cynical, but I feel that my cynicism is based on a fundamental truth; that being, that these types of people are just plain ol' stupid, and I therefore have no use for them. I'm all for advocating peace and love and brotherhood, but I can't seem to muster up any warm, fuzzy feelings for these assholes. I'm not saying their stupidity would prompt me to go out and buy a gun and slaughter them all. I'm just saying that my contempt for the likes of them far exceeds their contempt for fat and fat people (especially when it is directed at me personally.) So, anytime I hear this theme of wanting to be dead rather than fat, I think--so what are you waiting for?
It's been said here more than once, by people who were of a societally acceptable size and married/partnered, that their mate no longer wanted them once they became fat. One of the good things about being fat is that it serves to weed out such jerks from the get-go. I don't think I'd ever choose to be involved with someone who wasn't accepting of all sizes, and who didn't maintain respect for people of all sizes as a core personal belief.
I hope this made sense--that people understand what I'm trying to express. As I said, the sentiment is latent, but it's there, nonetheless. Maybe what I'm trying to say is that, had I never been fat--had I never experienced personally this type of ugliness from people--perhaps I would never have developed the extreme contempt I maintain for their ilk. Maybe ignorance is bliss (or serenity, in this instance) in that regard.
