I've told you about the hate mail we get. You've seen some angry anonymous comments. I don't spend a lot of time trying to convince people I am not "mean" since I don't think wanting people to be healthy is all that crazy of an idea. But, I admit, it is a bit more than that. I can't stand to look at fat people. I can't stand to smell them. I'm especially tired of their wah wah wah crying about how hard it is to resist donuts or walk a flight of stairs. I'm repulsed by the sound their corduroy pants make as their fat thighs rub together.
So, yes, as you've seen here, I do have these hard feelings for fatties. For some reason, though, I am not allowed to feel this way. Or, more accurately, fatties and their sympathetic friends would rather I didn't post or make jokes about them. Why do you think that is? Polish jokes -- no prob. Sopranos, Godfather, Goodfellas, and all the films stereotyping Italian Americans... that's fine too. Seinfeld can tell us Jews are cheap, New Yorkers are mean, Californians are laid back... judgments and stereotypes and generalizations are all around us. Yet, as I explained in an earlier post, this web site you are reading is classified "hate speech" by some bobo search engines and Blog sites. I have had some perfectly respectful, intelligent comments deleted from other sites simply because the admin followed my profile link, saw this Blog, and decided my opinion no longer counted. For instance, my opinion on a stock market blog was removed because I run this site. The email I got from the admin stated simply: "We prefer not to associate with pushers of hate." Clearly, the administrator is such a gelatinous whale that they probably needed an extra cookie to deal with the horrors they found when they visited this site. I mean, really, does anyone understand this? Please, I'd love to hear your opinions.
Based on this, it's probably wise every now and then to point out that some of the world's best thinkers were respected because they had differing, unique opinions. Shoot, what good is a blog that repeats the BS rhetoric that you hear all the time anyway? If I created:
http://iblogthesameoldshit.blogspot.com/
would that be better? (go ahead, click it, you know you want to!)
I could post inspiring messages every day like:
BELIEVE IN YOURSELF.
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY.
THE WORLD IS SO UNFAIR.
IT'S SO HARD TO LOSE WEIGHT BECAUSE SOCIETY SENDS MIXED MESSAGES!
YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE THIN, BE HAPPY WITH WHO YOU ARE!
Instead, I'll post messages here from well-known people that had opinions on fat people. We'll see if that gets the anti-fatty movement more respect. Remember the days when leaders could drink whiskey, be themselves, and speak their mind? I don't either, but we have history books that tell us it was once true.
Today's inspiring message comes from someone my 5th grade teacher told me was a great man. All the world respects him for inspiring us through a world war. The British orator, author, and Prime Minister during World War II was known as a man of words. What did he have to say about fat? Sir Winston Churchill, you have the floor:
“'You are drunk Sir Winston, you are disgustingly drunk. 'Yes, Mrs. Braddock, I am drunk. But you, Mrs. Braddock are ugly, and disgustingly fat. But, tomorrow morning, I, Winston Churchill will be sober.”
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You created another web site just to make a point! That is dedicated. Do fat people have restraining orders against you
Anonymous: The only orders fat people worry about is waiting for the pizza guy to deliver on time. And they need to restrain themselves from a third serving of pie.
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