I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling a bit fragile after the whole Marie Claire debacle. I’m not going to link to it, or go into any more detail, for a couple of reasons. Firstly because I think Marie Claire should shove their free publicity up their arse. Secondly because delving into it any more than I’ve already seen on all the other fabulous Fat Acceptance blog is only going to do my head in further than it’s already been done in by the absolute tidal wave of fat hatred that has washed over us for the past day or so.
Read pretty much any Fat Acceptance blog or Tumblr and you’ll find links if you really want to read it all. Actually just go over to Fatshionista and let Lesley take you there – she handles it all beautifully.
I basically just want to talk about how I’m feeling about the waves of fat hate washing over us right now, and get my own thoughts and feelings out of my head and down somewhere that I can put some distance between them and myself.
I’ve been having a great week. Monday was my birthday and I got the most awesome tutu in the world. Tuesday I heard from an old friend that I hadn’t heard from in ages. Yesterday I found out that I won the Ben and Jerry’s “Free Scoop Friday” competition for my office. Today I went and ordered my new glasses, which are objects of retro-style awesomeness. But for the past 24 hours or so, even though I’ve consciously tried to skim over all of the fat hatred that’s been borne of the Marie Claire debacle, it’s still been there, hanging around my neck like a millstone. I’ve tried very hard to distance myself from it while still offering support to those who’ve decided to take it on and fight, and for those who are just struggling with how all of this shit triggers so many painful, difficult feelings in them. I wish I could be there more for others, but right now, I have to be there for myself.
The thing is, to be a fat person in this world is to have vast amounts of violent, vicious, frightening hate directed at you. Whether directly or indirectly. One only has to read the comments on any obesity panic article published on a newspapers website to see just how much pure hatred is being sent out into the world towards fat people.
Now I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks of the whole fat/health thing, what anyone thinks about how much fat is costing taxpayers or who or what is at fault for fatness, or whether or not people choose to be fat. Think what you want to think, because we all talk about it over and over and over and over again, sending facts and studies and evidence out to support our arguments for these topics, and either people behave like intelligent, critical-thinking adults and go and investigate that for themselves, or they continue on their narrow-minded, prejudicial, bigoted path to believe the propaganda they are being sold by the mass media and those who rake in a lot of money from the misery of fat people.
What I do give a shit about is that these are human fucking beings they are directing this hate at. Every single human being placed on this earth by God (or however you personally choose to believe human beings are placed here) deserves basic respect, and has the right to live their lives without fear, prejudice, demonisation, hatred or discrimination.
It is a right, not a privilege, for all humans to live their life peacefully, with respect and fairness.
It’s that simple. Seriously.
As far as I’m concerned, anyone who tries to remove that right from other people loses the right for themselves.