Yes, of course. And before you ask, yes to lifelong smokers with emphysema, hairspray huffers with brain damage, wild animal “pet” owners who end up in bloody shreds… it’s actually quite a long list, but you probably get the point.
Doubly so if, say, the bulimic with the rotten teeth wears a t-shirt saying “KISS ME.”
As someone who shops at Lane Bryant quite a bit I have to wonder where you are seeing mini skirts and crop tops there? I have never seen anything there that wasn’t designed to be flattering and keep you sufficiently covered. Yeah, some of it is covered in glitter/rhinestones or otherwise designed to appeal to a younger demographic but the styles are specifically designed to be as flattering on a full figured woman as possible. Even their shorts section is items that do a dang good job of keeping cellulite as covered as possible. As long as you aren’t wearing their lingerie out of the house everything else there seems to be perfectly appropriate to wear in public.
That’s all I ask. Consistency. In this particular context (eating disorders and the reaction), you are unusual.
Thanks, I try.
Okay, well you’ll have to forgive me for making a few assumptions about a site that you refuse to link to or even describe particularly well. Regardless, there are tons of sites out there in the same vein and yes, some of them are meanspirited at times. There are plenty of unflattering pictures and catty comments out there about peoples poor choices that have nothing to do with them being overweight. You’ve glommed on to this one fat girl and decided to make her a martyr who is so poor and downtrodden she is forced to dress that way. I find that highly unlikely. I myself am overweight, and I would go out wearing a damn bedsheet before I went out wearing shorts that fit me like that. And before you get on the defensive, yes, it gets hot where I live, yes, I wear shorts, but they cover my thighs, which really isn’t too much to ask.
Okay, gotcha. You genuinely think that you are a special little snowflake and the rest of us just don’t understand you. You know, I tried that arguement on my Dad in high school, and it didn’t work then either. A few years later I realized that we *all *feel alone in our beliefs sometimes, we *all *feel different and unique, we *all *struggle to come to terms with what we think is right and wrong. Look at the xkcd comic Cat Whisperer linked to (which is hilarious, BTW) - that wouldn’t be funny if we didn’t all think it sometimes. I highly doubt you are going to find many people who will say “Oh, I’m just like everyone else, and I just follow along with what everyone else is doing”.
I’m not sure what ‘clock’ means in this setting, but I do in fact fail to believe that you have never, ever seen someone walking around and had a less than charitable thought about how they looked. I’m sure you then justify it to yourself afterwards, but it’s there - I definitely do no believe that you are exempt from our societal norms. Also, the fact that people disagree with you on a public message board, even vehemently, is hardly surprising, especially when since post so voluminously about your private life and since your ideas for societal progress are often half-baked at best. If you’re taking the discussions here and using them to bolster your belief that you alone are on a crusade for justice, I think that’s misguided in the extreme.
Very few people in this thread have said this girl ‘deserves’ to be made fun of, and I don’t think anyone has said she is a bad person, so the fact that you are following that tack and then defending her with made-up stories of poverty is just more self-aggrandizing wanking. Most of us have just said that yeah, it’s a bit assholish to post a picture like that, but shit happens, and hey, when you leave the house there is probably always someone judging you in some way.
Yeah, I won’t fall asleep where my so-called friends can take embarrassing pictures and instantly put them up on Facebook…
When all is said and done, hopefully a nice meal of fish…
I wouldn’t say that he is.
Which is why I have little sympathy for these people who get their heads shaved and cigarette stumps placed in their ears, while sleeping. If you are dumb enough to drop your guard with friends like that around, you probably deserve everything you get.
You can have my failblogs when you pry them from my cold, dead fingers.
ETA: Cigarette stubs, not stumps. And I didn’t look at the photo so captioned, but if the person (Stoid?) was talking about the Star Trek prop, it’s a tricorder, not a triquarter.
As it happens, I went to the one on south I35W a week or two ago. Plenty of crop tops and short shorts on display there, and nothing that I felt would cover me sufficiently. I’m not asking for a burqa, mind you, just something that will go down to at least my knees and something that isn’t sleeveless. I did find something suitable at Catherine’s, but Catherine’s buyer LOVES polyester, rayon, and Spandex. I’ve lost an awful lot of weight over the past few years, but Spandex is NOT my friend.
I broke down and looked at the photo. It looks to me as if she’s in some sort of waiting room. Maybe an ER waiting room. My husband cut the tip of his finger off a couple of months ago, and I wasn’t dressed to go out, but I DID take him into the ER while I was wearing an unflattering outfit, because that’s what was clean. I was doing laundry. Perhaps I should have let the washer finish, and then dried my good clothes, before taking him to the ER? As it was, I took him to the ER wearing something that was rather ratty. I do hope that nobody snapped my photo.
I think that people who submit these photos should be required to submit their real names and contact info. Not just a Hotmail address, but their physical address. If they really think that these candid shots should be published, let them live with the consequences.
That’s never been my claim.
My rant: rude and unacceptable to take pictures of people you don’t know and post them for the purpose of ridicule, and there is nothing which mitigates the wrongness of this behavior, with the possible exception that while you don’t know the person, you have personal, certain knowledge that the person in question is in some very significant way a bad person and therefore deserves to be so ill-treated.
My reaction upon seeing people looking unattractive or goofy or sexually provocative: rarely “funny”, usually just :eek: or 
or 
. I may even think “Holy shit! What the hell were you thinking when you put THAT outfit on???” or, very frequently I find myself thinking: “Dude… are you living in a cave? Do you honestly seriously not realize that your comb over is obvious and hideous??? What the hell?” Would I say it to the person? No. Would I surreptitiously photograph them and post it on the internet? No. Would I even take the time to point it out my friends? Not unless it was genuinely spectacular in some awful way, and 95% of this stuff isn’t.
And I almost never have a reaction that it is “funny”. I don’t suppress the desire to laugh, because it doesn’t exist. I don’t experience any urge to laugh.
We are ALL special snowflakes, Meyer, it’s just that most of us don’t have the nerve to own it. Many of the people being mocked have decided to let their freak flag fly, and they don’t deserve shaming and derision for it. They aren’t bad people, and stepping outside the accepted norms of society in harmless ways does not justify ridicule, and no one has made much of a case for why it does, the focus seems to be on “Gee, it’s normal to feel this way” and “They asked for it”, which is no answer at all about anyone’s choice to give them what you think they asked for. Ew.
Bottom line: I don’t care if someone wrote me a note in their own blood begging me to ridicule and humiliate them, I wouldn’t* - because I think ridicule and derision are ten thousand times more disgusting and unappealing and offensive than the worst outfit on the ugliest person you could ever show me.
•Sexual games excepted.
Now we’re getting into HIPAA violation territory.
Or how about the guy who sent Nikki Catsouras’ father a fake business e-mail with (“Woohoo Daddy!”) her crash photos in them. That must be society’s way of showing its opinion of the bi-polar and the scum who breed them.
*links to story, not photos
You don’t see a difference between somebody looking at you and somebody “taking” your picture* (as we say) without your permission?
AFAIK, HIPAA governs how health care providers and related industries have to take care of information. It has *nothing *to do with some random person in a waiting room with a phone.
Are you serious??!? You honestly think that other patients are bound by HIPAA?!? Really? That makes sense to you?
I just slapped my friend–do you think I’ll be in trouble for violating the Hippocratic Oath!!!
YES! YES YOU WILL! Since you’re not a doctor I’m not sure what they’re going to do to you so perhaps you should head underground until this all blows over.
Godspeed to you!
Really? We’re all super special and different, and that’s why you posted:
and:
and (about you not fitting in):
So, people are sheep. Except you - you don’t follow the crowd, you don’t fit in, right? So who is ‘the crowd’ if we’re all special snowflakes? I’m guessing ‘the crowd’ is made up of people who don’t agree with you.
I think you’re missing the point (unsurprisingly). If you decide to ‘let your freak flag fly’, then you must accept the consequences of that decision, and most people realize that that includes other people judging your choices. It’s like those goths in high school who wear black eye make-up and studded collars and trench coats in the middle of summer, and then they’re all “don’t stare at me! I’m expressing myself!”. I mean, sure, do whatever floats your boat. But it’s childish to insist that everybody act like nothing unusual is going on while you act bizarre. And I’m not really sure what you want changed - should photography in public be illegal? As long as it’s not there are some people who will use it this way - news flash, some people are assholes. Good luck trying to litigate that.
As with many of your threads, you seem to be railing against human nature itself, and you think you are making a wonderous, previously unstated revalation to the rest of us plebes who are busy sheeping it up beneath you. And then when people disagree with you and point out the logical flaws in your stance, you pick and choose what to read and focus on until you’ve convinced yourself that everyone in the world is picking on you unjustly. It’s wearing a little thin.
You have the right to wear whatever the fuck you want.
You also have the right to criticize others for what they wear.
This applies to everyone, so don’t be surprised when people get criticized or laughed at for their choices. This is Freedom of Expression and Human Nature.
Back about 16 years ago, I worked in the corporate offices of a retail chain, in the IT department. Right next to us was an Ad department. There was a very tall, very good looking, extremely well built young woman in that department who regularly dressed in a manner that was entirely inappropriate for the office. Short shorts, tight tops, tube tops etc. Given that she was well over 6’ tall with very long legs, this meant that for most guys, her ass was a very prominent feature. She was also large breasted, and thus, her endowment, behind the rather form fitting and skimpy cover of a tube top, was pretty much right in our faces.
Well, one day she decided that she was tired of having all the guys stare at her. Anyone with half a brain would perhaps think “maybe it is how I dress”, but not her. She went to HR and complained about all the guys (a couple of hundred of us) who couldn’t take our eyes off this goddess form in front of us.
Well, much to her chagrin, the HR response was to IMMEDIATELY WRITE HER UP for inappropriate clothing in the workplace.
The moral of the story is that you can’t just wear whatever the fuck you want and then try to require OTHER PEOPLE to completely ignore it or act in a certain way. You can’t control other people, you CAN control yourself.
But, but - what if she was poverty stricken and those short shorts and tube tops were all she could afford? What if she was a Katrina victim? For the love of god, won’t somebody think of the victims!
Just joshin’ ya. Yes, our choices have consequences, no matter how much we might wish they didn’t. Good story, BTW.