Inspired by cichlidiot...Take this,fat bashers!

And I’ll call bullshit on this. Have you ever been to a women’s clothing store at sale time? Clearance sales. Interestingly, all that’s left is Smalls, Mediums, 34A bras, size four dresses. There’s always a glut of small sized clothes, and this is because women need larger clothes, and women who wear larger sizes what FASHIONABLE clothes.

Try to find a size 12 pant at a clearance sale. It ain’t happening. But fashion designers aren’t getting the message.

** Boo **–believe me if I could afford a gym membership right now I"d have one but I can’t. So all I can do is my low-impact aerobics and my yoga.shrugs
Badgoing over your other pots–I’m sure you meant posts.:)I read that and thought “WTF is he doing in my kitchen?”:smiley:
In response…I don’t think I"m bitter. I just think I have strong opinions about things that happen to be colored by a childhood growing up straddling the poverty line,living next to the ‘richies’ for 20 years and never having anything.Being from the South also figures into it somewhere, I think. So no…I’m not bitter. I just have an opinion.:slight_smile:

alice–I said it was INSPIRED by cichlidiot’s post, not BASED on it. FWIW, fuck off.:smiley:

Have a NIIIIIICE day,everyone.:smiley:
IDBB

Smilie clean up…aisle five

Probably staring at her because of the spiked leather collar, the black “I am going to kill all you conformist pigs” T-shirt and ripped up black pants with a Chandalier hanging out the back pocket mixxed in with her dyed purple hair and the fact that she was looking at a fish tackle box when it exploded. That is the more likely explination.

huh.
could have fooled me.

IDBB your parents’ attitude was unconscionable, ethically reprehensible and thoroughly disgusting.

While you may be due some serious sympathy, my impulse to do so is seriously tempered by your comments in the other thread and the title of this one which imples that cichlidiot was “fat bashing” which was clearly not the case in her OP.

The thread is full of stories of serious illness from the inability to gain enough weight to be healthy, including “I’m infertile because I can’t gain weight.” “I can go into hypoglycemic shock” you spouted the following gem and then ran off never to return.

I reiterate (because you probably never returned to see how anyone responded to you):

My cousin DIED!

At 32, he was very tall and very thin.

He was “proud of that.” His momma thought it was just great. In a family where even the men are under 5’6" and the adults all rolly-polly there surely seemed to be “NOTHING to bitch about.”

No, he did NOT suffer from annorexia, he did NOT starve himself. He ate well. In fact he ate a lot! But never seemed to gain a pound. Amazing! But clearly “NOTHING to bitch about.” Sure people joked about it “Oh, boo-hoo! Look how thin he is. Not feeling so good? Oh, puh-lease, you can’t complain! Look how skinny you are, if you don’t feel good then eat something!”

He literally dropped dead at a family function.

Turns out, he had a connective tissue disorder that no one in the family had ever even heard of until the autopsy results. It made him very tall and very thin. With “NOTHING to bitch about”, no one ever thought to check and see why he was so anamolous to the rest of the family. Everyone was too busy thinking “at least he’s thin, be proud of that.” Why ask a doctor if something is wrong?

The point of cichlidiot’s OP is that it’s wrong to put people’s weight under scrutiny and then offer a myriad of opinions while knowing jack shit about that person’s circumstances. It is sick when Alicia Silverstone’s “shocking weight gain” draws enough attention to eclipse the winners at a 1997 awards show. It is just as sick when the media then turns around in 2003 and says “How shocking! That actress looks emaciated. Yuck!”

Those comments are hurtful, if not downright harmful – no matter on which side of the coin you find yourself.

Some people are fat or skinny because of bad choices in nutrition.

Some people are fat or skinny because of medical conditions.

Some people are fat or skinny because they are emotionally stressed out and respond to the stress by eating too much or not eating at all.

While it may exasperate you that skinny people dare to bitch about their skinniness, your comments were uncalled for. The thread was dealing specifically with the misfortune of being at one extreme end when the “ideal” is smack in the middle.

Epimetheus:smiley:
Thanks.I needed that.:smiley:
and for Jar:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

Have a niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice day.:):smiley:

IDBB

Right.

I had to get up in the morning at ten o’clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing “Hallelujah.”

Right.

So you go and drop shit all over her thread OHHH THIN PEOPLE ARE SOOO LUCKY!! POOOORRRR MEEEEE!!! YOU SHOULD BE GLAD YOU’RE SO SKINNY! SO YOU GET SICK, MAYBE DIE - OH WELL YOU’RE STILL LUCKY. DID I MENTION POOOOOORRRR MEEEEE???

And never even bother to address the fact that you were a total jerk.

Why don’t you fuck off, bitch.

I don’t think that’s true at all, is it andros.

What a fucking tool. Get a grip, IDBB. Grow up a bit, would you?

andros–Right is the answer. I had an extremely traumatic homelife growing up,it’s amazing that I’m not dead. I should be. I attempted suicide TWICE. My parents constantly berated me and my two siblings for not being ‘good enough’. We were teased BY MY OWN PARENTS for not having good enough grades,looking good enough (when lord knows they were no prom king and queen theyselves),etc. My stepfather (who we always suspected was bipolar)would go into hysterical rages and destroy the house if it wasn’t clean enough.I even recall one instance when I got into a fight with my mother over some guy I wanted to go out with that sh e didn’t like and she had my stepfather hold me down while she hit me and slapped my face. The ONE time I dared report any of this shit to a school authority, my mother made me tell them I lied and then locked me in my room the entire weekend. I have a had a strange and most disturbing childhood.It’s a wonder I’m not insane or locked up in prison or something.It’s a goddamned MIRACLE I have what I have now.I guess I am just lucky.
And for everyone who called me bitter, you try surviving shit like that and end up not bitter.
IDBB

Hey guys, where’s the love?

Thought you might find this article interesting.

Where do you live that people stare and make comments about your ass and boobs? I am a “fattie” (to use your word) and I can’t remember ever having a stranger make a negative comment to me, outside of the playground when I was a fat kid.
Want to talk about big boobs? I wear either a DDD or a F, depending on the bra. Strangers look at them (they enter the room 15 minutes before I do, it’s unavoidable), and I’ve even heard some comments…not necessarily nice comments (“Woo! Lookit them titties!”) but not negative (“Look at the gross uniboob!”), either.
I also have a big fat ass. It kinda balances out the big boobs. I dress in a way that is flattering, and wear clothes that fit properly. If I was to walk around wearing say, skin-tight hoochie pants and a belly shirt, I’m sure I’d hear negative comments.
The trick to being a sucessful “fattie” is to dress well and carry yourself like a lady.
Is it perhaps what you’re wearing that is causing negative attention?

“I’m not Bitter”

“I’m Bitter”

huh?

and the WORST thing about this train wreck is that you *still *haven’t appologized for being a total jerk.

Instead, we get smilie posts, which makes you come off as a bigger jerk.

wow.
You really should consider seeking help.
Melt down on aisle 6

Wicked–I don’t see how it can be.Most of the time I wear dark-colored teeshirts or longsleeved shirts (some dressy,some not) and jeans and tennis shoes. When I do choose to ‘dress up’, I usually wear one of three things:A longsleeved black shirt with iron-gray flowers embroidered on the hem and a long black skirt,a black short-sleeved shirt and a calf-lenght black skirt with crimson flowers embroidered on the hem OR (my favorite)an iron-gray lace floorlength dress (it’s got a black thingie sewn undeneath so it’s not like it’s see-thru)that has short sleeves and a matching lace shawlthingie with little tassles on it. I don’t see how what I’m wearing (unless I decide to add my spiked collar that day)can draw attention to me.I wear normal clothes for goddess’ sake.:confused:
I have heard (while at a salad bar of all places) somebody who was three places down and to the left of me(on the other side of the glass across from me) whisper “Oh god…look at the freak piling all that stuff on her salad.No wonder she’s so fat.” when all I had added to my pile o’ lettuce was a bit of tunafish and some cheese.:confused:

IDBB

<hijack>Is there anyone left who respects this creature’s opinions at all after the way she’s behaved in this thread? It seems as though almost anyone can find an apologist…I’m honestly curious.</hijack>

As far as the “conformity” thing goes…

“Don’t tell me I have to be thin to look good!”
“I am losing weight so I will feel better about myself!”

Uhm.

And the inaccuracies and waffling…
“Wait! Wait! But I only got fat because my family was mean to me!”
“No, wait! I’m losing weight because I have health problems!”

Also, the nicknames…“thinnies” for thin people. “Richies” for people who weren’t BORN ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS OH THE HUMANITY.

I am in the “Uhm, yeah…definitely bitter” camp.

Actually,Hamadryad–go here http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?s=&threadid=158110
In which I apologize for EVERYTHING I’ve ever done wrong.Ever.

IDBB

This reminds me somehow of this girl I used to have working for me as an office assistant. She was a pretty good worker, but the whole world was just out to get her- it permeated every aspect of her personality and she had to be let go because of it. She was just angry and miserable all the time.

The day she got fired (by my boss), she came into the office full of people in shock. She announced to everyone that she’d been fired and told us all it was because she had a “SHITTY FUCKIN’ ATTITUDE!!!” She was completely shocked by this, and did not at all see the irony in the fact that she was ranting away about her “shitty fuckin’ attitude” while currently exhibiting her shitty fuckin’ attitiude.

This just reminds me of it. So bizzare.

You forgot about having to walk to work, 5 miles, uphill both
ways.

:wink: