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FAT

They seem to have discovered fat people. Only, now it is called obesity. A disease. I suppose that it is; and I sure see a lot of fat people; they are the ones who can't fit into the theater seats, who crowd you in the plane. But, I am wondering whether all this attention is about fat or whether it is one of those social engineering things come to light on another 'problem'. I don't know. But I wonder.

I had a non-smoker friend tell me a long time ago that the anti-smoking thing was a foot in the door of major social control. Now, this is not a defense of smoking. I was a smoker for many years. I quit because I was tired of it for me; but I have to admit that I was also tired of hearing about it and of being marginalized for it. Yeh. I know. Second hand smoke and so on. But this is about the social engineering.

Now I suppose that there will be a thing about second hand fat somewhere; being around a fat person will give you something bad. But, I doubt it. I think that this is a little harder for them to hang their hat on. Now, who do I mean 'them'. I mean the sob-sisters and the finger-pointers and the meddlers who look around for others to pester and harrass. I suspect, so that they do not have to look at their own shit. I am also interested in the 'industry'. The lawyers, the social scientists, the agony-aunties who make their living controlling the lives of others; a conflict of interest for sure.

I grew up around fat people. There were people in my family who were way way big. I mean, Aunt Henrietta, who had to be about 250-300 pounds. A lot of it was poverty fat but when you come right down to it, it is still fat. She suffered mightily for it. There was Mr. Hawk who weighed in at about 600 pounds when he died. He owned the water company. They said he fell into a ditch once and they had a crane take him out. And so on. Well, they are not talking about that kind of thing are they? Not even the guy who can't fit into the movie seat. They are after the every-day fat person.

I don't know. I have been an every-day fat person. I had my own time as a fat boy; when I was a kid. I lost it when I got tired of it. I was fat after I quit drinking. Yeh. Upside down what you would expect. It drove me to running. A good thing. When I got out here, I gained about 30 pounds in five or six years and I was working out a lot and biking at the same time. I was just eating more than I was burning. This is mostly the problem for anyone. Any every-day average fat person. I have lost it and feel all the better for it but I do not think that I was in that bad shape at 180. No one would have called me fat. It is pretty subjective. Right now, I think I am two or three pounds over my mark and I will get rid of it while it is easy.

But here they come with the tape measures and the weight tables. And it is time for the finger pointers to get a new target. The industry: sue McDonalds. The people: shame them; set aside a special place for people whose body fat goes over a certain amount. A fat section on airplanes and in the office. Make them go outdoors to eat. Put up a lot of signs that say (nicely) THANK YOU FOR NOT BEING FAT. I hear the storm troopers' boot steps. And so on. It is hard to defend being fat but it is easy to defend personal choice. Somewhere in here they need some balance.