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Daily Stormer
March 13, 2017
I’ve noticed a strong correlation between clown makeup and female obesity. Scientists might want to look into it.
The problem with fat people, beyond the fact that they’re disgusting, unhealthy, take too much room in public transports and theaters, smell bad, can’t run or move quickly in any way, break furniture by sitting on it….
Erm… Kind of lost my train of thought there.
Oh yeah!
The problem with them is that mean people hurt their feelings non-stop. This is why we have to brainwash children to ensure they know to pretend like fat people don’t cause all the problems above.
Just over two months ago, I found out I was 20 weeks pregnant. A few minutes later, I found out I was pregnant with a little girl. It was a moment as thrilling as it was horrifying.
20 weeks?
This really seems like something you should have noticed earlier…
This bitch is so fat she only noticed being pregnant 5 months in. That right there should have clued her in that something was wrong.
If girls are constantly told, by society as a whole, that they are not pretty enough, not thin enough, not good enough, then all I can do is my best to combat those messages within the household. So I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking of what small actions would’ve made my own upbringing a safer space for my fat body, and contributed to a better understanding of the importance and beauty of body diversity overall.
If your childhood wasn’t already a “safe space” for your deformed, slug-like body, then you’d either be dead or thin by now.
Not so long ago, her entire childhood would have been spent running away from sabertooth tigers.
No, her fat body was perfectly “safe.” What was at risk were her fat mind and her fat feelings. Those were probably devastated by the people telling her to stop being a slob.
The she-whale goes on to give “tips” about how other fatties can try to trick their kids into not despising them.
Display Fat-Positive Artwork At Home
I don’t recall encountering fat-positive (or even fat-neutral) artwork until my late teens.
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Prior to that moment, most artwork I’d come across in history class, at other museums, in magazines, and at home depicted rather conventionally attractive humans. They were often thin, white, cisgender, and able-bodied. But it was the thinness that most made me, personally, feel othered. Why wasn’t anyone painting my body type? Why weren’t women like me worthy of the glossies?
Because traditionally, art was associated with beauty. And fat people are not beautiful.
19th century painting.
Of course, in the modern world, the Jews have done a great job of removing beauty from art, so you’re seeing fat slobs in paintings now.
Modern “art.”
I’ll just say it: putting up this sort of imagery in your family’s home is a form of child abuse.
Avoid Euphemisms
There are plenty of terms people use to avoid saying the word “fat.”Some of these are husky, curvy, plus size, or queen-size. But it’s my firm opinion that when we avoid a word completely, we add to the taboo and shame surrounding it. If I want my kid to believe that there’s nothing wrong with the word fat — nor with having fat, or being a fat person — then I must introduce her to the word itself, and frame it as positively or neutrally as possible.
As a fat parent-to-be, I plan to openly utilize the word fat when describing my body type. It’s something I already practice, and something I’ll continue doing. It’s also a word I apply to fellow self-identified fats who I know are comfortable with these three small letters.
The first strategy of fat acceptance was to pretend like they weren’t fat.
This doesn’t exactly work. Denying reality doesn’t work.
The second strategy is to pretend like being fat isn’t a bad thing.
This doesn’t work. You can’t change reality through wishful thinking.
There are no advantages to being fat, like there are no advantages to being blind, or disfigured. Therefore no one will ever accept that it’s neutral or good.
Keep trying though, it’s pretty entertaining watching it from here.
There’s a certain morbid fascination with seeing the struggles of these useless people.
Introduce Her To Fat-Positive Role Models
When I was a little girl, there were few visibly fat, tangibly empowered role models for me to turn to in a macro kind of way. I wouldn’t learn about Beth Ditto until my teens, and proponents of fat-acceptance principals wouldn’t hit my radar until my early 20s.
In a few short years, however, there are more unapologetically fat people than ever making waves online and otherwise — women, in particular — who are refusing to conform to aspirational tropes of beauty. I want my kid to know about as many of them as possible.
You want to make sure there are no standards in your family, because you’re threatened that your kids might actually meet them. If they do, then they would understand that all your fat-acceptance gibberish was worthless self-justification and lose their respect for you.
This is what all this fat-acceptance non-sense is ultimately about, just like most female social movements: insecurity.
Women are not capable of getting self-assurance unless they live within the structure of a strong man’s authority. Since there is precious little male authority to be found in the modern world, women have taken upon themselves to redefine the laws of reality in order to try to uphold their egos.
Of course, this is failing.
The only thing that could ever make these sluts happy would be if a real man took charge of them and forced them to lose weight and clean up their acts. But of course, that could never happen, because no man with the ability to do that would give them a second glance.
And so, here we are.
This mess isn’t going to get better until we have full blown patriarchy back.
The good news?
That’s just around the corner – if we make it happen.
