Fatkinis: Should We Really Be Celebrating Obesity? | Angry Trainer Fitness
Yesterday I read an article in the British tabloid newspaper The Sun and I have to say I’m stunned… and also rather saddened!
Thepiece in questionconcerned a website called Fatkinis – essentially overweight girls posing in their bikinis. The site started off as a mode of female empowerment – to battle back against the typical ‘body beautiful’ beach types. I’m all for diversity but honestly I don’t think we should be celebrating obesity or portraying these kind of body weights as healthy and happy…
Fact is I can’t support this type of behavior any more than I’d cheer on a smoker proudly displaying their diseased lungs or an alcoholic holding their swollen liver up for all to see. When I see someone who’s obese I immediately think two things – 1) their body is screaming for help and inviting disease, and 2) there are more than likely mental and emotional issues at play.
I don’t believe for a moment that any one of the ladies posing in those pictures are truly happy, or that they wouldn’t be happier and have a better quality of life if they were of a more normal weight. This isn’t a conversation about what looks good and as is attractive – that’s subjective anyway. What isn’t subjective is the fact that being just 30 pounds overweight can be a significant trigger and stimulus for an early death and disease. How can these women possibly be smiling and happy? Or proud to display their bodies? And worse – how can we support it?
I know our society is not very tolerant or accepting of people who look different or don’t have beautiful bodies – look at the supermarket tabloids for proof of this – they love to expose female cellulite and bad angles! But these Fatkini women have made a serious commitment to NOT taking care of themselves. I don’t expect anyone to have six pack abs or to look like a fitness model. But what I do expect is for people to treat their bodies like the precious gift it is and try in general, to lead a healthy, full life.
These women are literally ticking time bombs. Statistically if these ladies don’t change, they’ll likely die young and as a direct result of their own actions. Maybe they’ll make it to 50, maybe not. But how many morbidly obese 50 years olds do you see walking around?
So when I look at these pictures, I see women that are hiding behind a fake smile trying to disguise the fact that inside they’re really not all that happy and are crying for help. That’s my opinion.
But what do you think? Can a person be morbidly obese and TRULY happy? Should we embrace and support them with images like these? Or do you disagree with my take? Share away!
I find the fat acceptance movement completely disgusting and destructive, and I am a fat girl. As someone who has been struggling with her weight for a good 30 + years of my life and I am working so hard to correct the harm I have brought to my body, it makes me mad that some advocate fat empowerment! What is good about being fat???? You are more at risk of disease, you are look down by society and you can even lose a promotion because your boss may think you’re lazy! Yes, there are women out there, no matter how much they exercise, you will never be a size 0 and that is not what I am advocating (as someone who is curvy, I will never try to squeeze myself in a size 0), but I cannot in good conscience, advocate fat acceptance. There is nothing to be proud of
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There just isn’t enough time in the day to point out all the ignorance, self loathing, and insecurity in lalibertarienne’s post. Honestly, just shut, the fuck, up.
this makes me sad, people all filled with hate and not just reveling in how damn fine ms. shawna looks.
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I’ve been to Oregon.
I went to visit my aunt and other family in Troutdale.
My grandma, my dog, and I left Saturday and arrived in the evening.
On Sunday I went with my grandma, aunt Kathy, and cousin Sam into Portland. They showed me the house I lived in when I was a baby. We had lunch at Little Big Burger then went to Troutdale’s Target. Then we dropped off Sam and exchanged him for my other cousin, from a different aunt, Jake, and we went to Ulta in Gresham. Kathy basically begged me to let her buy me something, despite how much I protested. So I got a bottle of Coco Mademoiselle. The cashier also gave us free tote bags, these cute teal things by Roberto Cavalli. We picked up dinner from a place called Chinese Happiness.
Monday was uneventful, as everyone had to work and Sam was at school. So I just watched TV, and Darby became friends with my cousin Jessica’s dog, Maude.
Kathy made the best spaghetti using cavatappi noodles with pine nuts and spinach.
Kathy got Tuesday and Wednesday off, so Tuesday mid-day we went to Clackamas. There’s a fantastic bakery there called Great Harvest Bread Company. They give whole slices as samples, and it was delicious. I got a slice of bread with blueberries and white chocolate chips in it. Yum. We looked around the Nordstrom Rack for a few minutes, then headed over to Clackamas Town Center. I got this, this, and this from Torrid.
Wednesday after breakfast, my grandma and I packed up to leave. We took a wrong turn on the way back and ended up in the Tri Cities, which my grandma did not want to do, but I got us out with the help of Google Maps.
All in all, it was a great trip. I spent some time with family that I don’t see often, went to my place of birth and a city that I hadn’t been to in about ten years, and gained some insight on what life in Troutdale would be like. I’m only really anxious about learning to drive in the city, as well as leaving my brother’s dog Lola, who I’d miss a lot of I were to move. But I can deal. And getting away from my dad was good for my social anxiety. I think he enables me, since he’s always done things for me.
Anyway, here’s a picture of me in one of my new cardigans after the trip home. I look awful but my outfit is cute. (:
- Taylor.
“Saint” Trayvon Martin had Marijuana in his system.
Yeah defiantly not a saint. It’s now a fact that Mr. Martin smoked marijuana. Therefore he isn’t the good little boy that the media portrays him to be. I’m all for legalization of Marijuana, but the media painted a pretty little picture that Trayvon was a good boy that never did any wrong. I’m sure that more will come out in this case. Let’s keep a close eye on this case, and not let an innocent man get the death penalty.
“innocent man”
Yeah shooting an unarmed kid, definitely innocent
Check it out, another conservative trying to smear a dead kid who was shot in cold blood. The media dialogue on DAY 2 of the Trayvon incident was “well he had been suspended from school for smoking pot!” “he took photos looking like a ‘gangsta’!” “i heard zimmerman had to get stitches because trayvon overpowered him and he was just SAVING HIS OWN LIFE, guys!”
It has ALWAYS been “well Trayvon wasn’t perfect!!!” from the fucking racists trying to let a murderer walk free. When a Black boy dies, our fucked-up racist media does not default to “I’m sure he was a good upstanding citizen, how could some monster have done this?!” That luxury if only afforded to pretty young white women who die. Right away, it was “hey it’s not like George Zimmerman killed a straight-A valedictorian with a full ride to Harvard!”
It doesn’t matter if Trayvon had smoked marijuana in the past. It wouldn’t matter if he had been high out of his fucking mind when he walked to 7/11 to buy snacks. George Zimmerman stalked and killed him for “looking suspicious,” AKA being Black. In what alternate universe is he an “innocent man”??????????
-Jess
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How can someone stand behind abortion, when you have a life inside of you that God created for you? How can you say that this life isn’t worth it? If you can’t take care of the baby for whatever circumstances than there is always adoption available to couples who can’t conceive, but still want the joy of being parents. OPEN YOUR EYES! God has bigger plans for us all that we don’t even realize the picture.
Excuse me but it appears your baby is actually upside down
Did you take Sex Ed freshman year because babies come out headfirstHi, OP! As someone who was given up for adoption, allow me to call bullshit on your little post there! You see, when I was adopted, I was a white-skinned, healthy, neurotypical infant, which basically put me at the top of the list, right underneath white-skinned, healthy, neurotypical MALE infants! There’s only one kind of infant people wanted to adopt more than me! I was SOOO lucky! But if you actually bothered to look at the information readily available on the interwebs, you would be aware that the majority of people who are forced to rely on abortion for family planning are poor people and people of color. Of course, those two demographics intersect, thanks to the institutionalized racism of our society! Neat huh?!
Of course, even babies of color are not in high demand with couples looking to adopt. Many who do want to adopt outside their race choose to go outside the country, where laws are less strict and the process is often less expensive. Of course, most of the infants adopted this way are obtained in unscrupulous fashion, but who cares about that when you’re saving a little Korean or African baby from the horrible fate of growing up in Korea or Africa??? And all those children who have birth defects, are born with diseases or disabilities, or have other issues… WELL. Who wants to invest that kind of expense and time? Why would you adopt someone broken, LOLOL?!
Granted, there are some wonderful people who understand the system a little better, and make it a point to try and give POC and disabled children a good home. But they make up a very small fraction of potential adopters! This difference in supply and demand leaves a lot of children stuck in the foster system, where their chances of being adopted diminish with every passing year, and their chances of being physically or sexually abused INCREASE! Isn’t that wonderful?
And of course, we haven’t even talked about the person who is giving birth to the baby! I know you probably think pregnancy is a wonderful, happy time, and for some people it is, but it is also one of the greatest health risks a person can take. I love my son very much, and from the day I found out I was pregnant with him, I wanted him! But I also nearly died giving birth to him. You see, I had pre-eclampsia, the most commonly fatal birth complication in the world. My blood pressure was 180 over 130! At twenty-two years old, I was actually headed for a stroke, hah hah! How funny is that? And all it took was missing a single pre-natal appointment during which my blood pressure rose to dangerous levels and my body tried to kill both me and my son. Those seizures sure were fun, as was the emergency c-section performed without anesthetic! And being chained down while the operation was performed, because I was delirious and wouldn’t stop trying to fight off the doctors, that was a BLAST! It was great for my husband too, since he almost lost his wife and child in just forty-five minutes. You can imagine how thrilled he is at the prospect of me ever getting pregnant again. Babies are certainly cute, but pregnancy can have massive health complications, and I know it’s such a bummer, but they are PERMANENT. :( My abdominal muscles never recovered from being hacked through with a scalpel, and the flood of hormones caused by late pregnancy have changed things from heartburn (never used to have it, now, all the time!) to my emotional reactions (I cry when I see pictures of kittens now. I used to be tough). These are changes I did not ask for, cannot control, and cannot fix! And many people go through worse! I know, right? Unbelievable, but go look up the word ‘episiotomy’ and then look up ‘birth rape’ and I’m afraid you’ll find some stuff that just isn’t very shiny. Plus, the studies actually show that people who carry a baby to term, give birth, then give it up for adoption suffer HIGHER rates of post-pregnancy complications like post-partum depression and post-partum psychosis, general depression, and other mental health issues. Adoption actually isn’t good for the person giving birth at all!
I’m afraid the picture you chose to use there is also pretty disingenuous. I know, I know, it seems like nitpicking. I’m not trying to be mean! :( But that picture shows a fully developed, viable infant, and most abortions are performed when the fetus isn’t even a fetus - it’s a blastocyst. That’s just a clump of cells. Seriously! You can totally find pictures on the interwebs and they’re not even gross, LOLOL! Later-term abortions are usually performed because of health complications, though some of our intrepid state legislators are trying to change all that! They care so much about people who are pregnant, you see, that they want to force them to carry dead or dying fetuses inside them until their body either becomes infected while it rots in their tummies (this is called sepsis, and it makes people very sick, and can even kill them!), or forces it out naturally in a gush of blood and fluids! Isn’t that so caring of them? I’m so glad they’re around to make those decisions for me! And if a pregnant person is not allowed to terminate an unviable fetus, in some states, they have to carry the child to term, give birth to it, and then watch it die in their arms because its lungs weren’t developed, or its brain formed outside its skull, or any of a million possible birth defects that will kill you just as quick as lickity-split! Isn’t that wild?! Of course, these people go through terrible grief, and as I mentioned, some of them may get sick and die from not being able to abort dead or dying fetuses. But I guess that’s just A-okay with you, huh?
Basically, I think before you suggest adoption as a universal alternative, you should actually go do some research on adoption. And before you condemn abortion, you should do some research on abortions - not the stuff your church is giving you, the stuff the real doctors are saying. Go to Planned Parenthood (if they haven’t all been closed down, ROFLMAO!) and request whatever information they have on the process, the statistics of who has abortions and why… and actually, all of that is on the interwebs! Isn’t technology AMAZING?
And in closing, since I’ve been asked this question many times and I know it’s coming? Yes, I realize I am here talking to you because I was not aborted. But the thing is, if my mother had chosen abortion, I wouldn’t know the difference, so it wouldn’t matter to me. And if she decided that choice was best for her, then that choice would have been best for her, and I would never want to take that choice away from her. As it is, since I was given up for adoption, and since I have seen the statistics on how badly people who give their children up for adoption suffer, I have spent much of my adult life worrying about her, whether she’s healthy, whether she’s okay, and feeling that if she did suffer from any of the common post-birth symptoms, it is at least partially my fault, even though she made that decision on her own. Which is silly, I know, but at some point, all children have to stare down the consequences of their parents’ having them. For some, that’s poverty. For others, a life-time of their parents struggling to treat and care for a severe illness or disability. For others, it’s wondering if their mother ever got over giving them away, and wishing you could reach out and assure her that it’s okay, she doesn’t have to be haunted.
May your birth control never fail!
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Sonneillonv deserves a mother fucking standing ovation here.
Reblogging because of Sonneillonv. Your google-fu is formidable!
bam.
^ All the commentary, and also: why are pro-life graphics always SO GODDAMN CREEPY???
-Jess
