Uh, look at my very first post in this thread:
If you couldn’t understand it from that, well, that’s pretty fucking sad.
Uh-oh. I think you just demonstrated that *you * don’t get the joke. What you said and what Leaper said is not the same thing. You don’t get it!! eyes widen in surprise
I think you just demonstrated that you didn’t even read the fucking thread before posting. Good job on that! I guess now I understand where all those idiots come from that make the same points over and over because they didn’t see other people making them earlier in the thread. What a great service people like you provide!
Now why don’t you reach deep into the hollow recesses of your head and try to explain how his explanation is significantly different from mine.
He didn’t use bizarre metophors that didn’t apply? He explained coherently that the joke-tellers are under the impression that the fat people are actually deluding themselves, as opposed to just wasting their time by exchanging diet for regular? He makes perfect sense? In leiu of rolley-eyes he expressed his point eloquently? He…awww, neva mind. I just remembered you didn’t even get the joke to begin with. No soap, radio.
I, for one, can’t even eat a whole fast food meal if I have a regular coke; it fills me up too much. Maybe we’re all fat because we don’t drink regular soda.
But that’s beside the point. If there was no diet soda I would still have that occasional fat and salt orgy that is a value meal just because it’s so good. I’m never thinking it’s a healthy choice no matter what I drink with it.
They’re called analogies, hon. That’s okay. You go ahead and look that one up in the dictionary if you have to. We’ll wait.
I didn’t think that there was anyone on this board who was quite dumb enough to need it explained in such excruciating detail, so I summed it up quickly. Obviously, that was a mistake.
Honestly, if you need it explained at all, you can’t be all that bright to begin with. That joke is on the “Why did the chicken cross the road?” level of comprehensibility.
When I went for the analogies, I was looking for similar situations to drive the point home to people I thought were just nitpicking. Had I actually thought for a second that there was anyone here so dense that they really, honestly, didn’t get it at all, I’d have written something along the lines of what Leaper posted.
This thread has made me crave McDonalds. I was going to make pesto for dinner but now nothing is going to hit the spot like a McChicken with salty, soggy fries.
ETA: The Coke I can take or leave.
Really? Not to hijack the OP but I’ve never met a former drug user who doesn’t smoke like a trooper, EVERY ex-junkie I know (maybe 45+) smoke roll ups and drinks coffeee nearly non-stop, it’s like a legal, ‘safe’ alternative to heroin and crack.
It’s not a new joke. My grandparents had an American book from the early 1950s that featured a cartoon of a fat woman ordering a vast ice cream sundae, that was so tall that the ice cream vendor was standing on a ladder to complete it, and the woman was saying “No cherry on top - I’m on a diet!”
Different mores, same joke. I thought it was funny, anway.
'Nother fat chick checking in here.
Would the crack have been made had the guy been drinking water, unsweet tea or coffee with no sugar? No difference in the calories.
FTR…I have been drinking diet sodas for the past 35+ years…sugared ones are too syrupy…that and I would rather eat my calories than drink them.
What I find annoying about this “joke” is the idea that people only drink Diet Coke because it’s Diet, and if they had what they REALLY wanted, they’d be drinking regular Coke.
I cannot stand regular Coke. I drink Diet Coke. If I lived in a world without Diet Coke, I would drink sparkling water. (Which I also drink anyway.)
I’m a girl who enjoys a nice helping of junk food, washed down with Diet Coke. I’m not fat so the joke has never been applied to me, but I take offense to the idea that I really want a Coke and I’m “settling” for Diet.
runs to fridge to gaze with fond joy at 2 twelve-packs of DC
The sudden influx of simple sugar that regular soda brings makes me feel bad. I prefer to indulge on greasy high-carb food.
I’m the guy that the slack-jawed comedian talks about with this “joke”. I’ll often be seen ordering way too much of high fat food. I’ll buy a Diet Coke with it because it tastes much better, and I like my teeth.
Exactly. It is the “diet” that makes people think it is a substitution or they are trying to cut calories in some way.
I also do not like regular soda. I drink water most of the time but if I get a value meal I order a diet coke. I like the way it tastes. Regular soda of any flavor is way to sweet to me, with ginger ale being an exception but I don’t really care for that either, the calories have nothing to do with it.
If I am getting a McFatty burger with a side of McSalty fries I could care less how many calories my soda is going to add on nor do I think I am cutting some corner by slapping a diet coke with it. I just like the taste.
Same goes if I order a salad. I get two packets of yummy blue cheese dressing to glob on it and order a diet coke to wash it down but the appearence looks like I am trying to at least control my weight but nothing could be further from the truth.
I drink regular Coke like nobody’s business.
Diet pop tastes like some kind of mistake has been made.
I get the joke. It’s marginally funny, and has some truth to it, however slight.
I think both Nzinga and Neutron need to forget the sodas and try a beer.
Damn. I wanted to make this point.
Except that if they had what they REALLY wanted, they’d be drinking Diet Pepsi.
As do I, but only because there are so many other dangerous and disturbing trends in politically correct America to choose from.
Assuming that by “fat acceptance” we’re not talking about “Let’s not beat up the fat kid every day after school just because he’s fat,” which is an idea I can get behind. I presume the OP to be referring to that uniquely American* definition of “fat acceptance” which encompasses sentiments like
“Land whales are a protected class!”
“7+ chins is SEXXY!!!”
“Waaa! Let’s sue the networks because someone on TV made a fat joke!”
“We can’t hellllp it! It’s all genetic!”
“How dare that school counselor imply that my 300-pound fifth grader has a weight problem! They’re creating an environment of intolerance!”
“We’re just like people who are blind or have cancer! You wouldn’t blame them, would you?”
“I was publicly humiliated when that restaurant owner said I couldn’t go back for a twelfth plate from the buffet! All you can eat means ALL YOU CAN EAT!”
“I was discriminated against because the airline didn’t have a cattle sling to hoist me aboard the plane! Let’s hold a protest mar… er, a sit-in!”
*For the time being, although an NPR story I heard recently indicated that the “Fat Acceptance” movement is jiggling and slouching its way over to France, where it’s found limited success so far.
Dick-Lite. The one dick to have, when you’re having more than one.
I honestly can’t remember whether I drank regular sodas or diet sodas before getting diagnosed with diabetes in 2000. Nowadays, if they could make Diet Coke taste exactly like regular Coke, I wouldn’t want it. I’ve come to enjoy and look forward to that edge of bitterness.
Her evidence at this point is largely anecdotal, but it’s also her primary research area, so she should have some more rigourous information about the situation at some point in the future.