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2012-07-16 13:10:19 UTC
Seriously, though. I can't for the life of me (and this from someone who understands compulsive violent behavior, substance abuse and the like, and has made a LOT of lousy decisions because of them and paid very high prices in the troubling wake they've left) understand why people would want to go through life so fat they can barely waddle to their mailbox without having a heart attack.
I can't (for seemingly obvious reasons) ask a woman that lives at the bottom of the mountain down the gravel road from me (and I pass her house jogging or on my bike from time to time - I live on top of a mountain, literally) and it just about kills her to make it to the fence and talk to me. She seems nice, About five three, and weighs well in excess af 375 lbs, and nearly dies making it that 80 feet or so. She can't be more than 35, and has somehow found a merely hefty man to look after her and enable her and somehow manage to knock her up (God knows how. I really can't figure it out). And medical types to go through whatever it is they do to deliver her babies. She has four kids she is well along in her efforts to turn into human weather balloons. All she does is talk about getting pregnant again and gripe about the holdups on getting her rascal scooter, so she can sputter after cupcakes and make it to KFC under her own power (she's too GODDAM fat to get in or out of cars, and so far the government refuses to dun the taxpayers for a van with a lift to lug her about on her grease and carbohydrate quests - much to her dismay - and that causes her to launch into diatribes about the unfairness of it all just as I'm coming up with an excuse to get out of her sight before I vomit because I can't stand the sight of the sloshing lard hanging from her arms as she waves to her other neighbor.
AND they are EVERYWHERE. Every time I look there are more of them. And I can't make sense of it. As a normal sized person, the willingness to drag 300 lbs of useless blubber EVERYWHERE I go seems utterly incomprehensible to me. It's not just an epidemic anymore, it's a pandemic. Slobs with disgustingly cantilievered Nascar T-Shirt overhanging ***** they haven't seen for years, stretchy-suited pig monsterettes that look like they are trying to shoplift sofa seat cushions by stuffing them down the back of their pants lumbering and sweating and stuffing cheap crap food between their greasy lips. I mean EVERYWHERE. I travel a lot. And I know the U.S. is the only place like this. How did it happen? Why did it happen? There's a lot to life. And I can't see there is any way to enjoy any of it like that. And c'mon, all ANYBODY has to do to change it is eat less and exercise more. Depression and thyroid this and "my daddy hit me so I have to swallow 47 Big Macs a day" whining not withstanding. That's all it comes down to.
So why are Americans so goddam FAT? (especially women, and more specifically, BLACK women)could get into all sort of high minded sociological theories of my own, but I'm interested in what folks here have to say.