Fatty Hypocrites and Their Skinny Shaming
Today heretical blogger Ferdinand Bardamu commented on the astonishingly histrionic reactions Chad Daring’s ‘The No Fat Chicks Challenge’ got on Tumblr. Various lard-loving, muffin-topped obesity apologists read the article in disgust, unable to contain their tantrums. They then reblogged the entry from Who Needs Feminism?, which featured the link, adding commentary so hostile you’d think it’s a reaction to a tyrannical dictator’s crimes against humanity.
When I reread the original post, combing the text for triggers that could have spawned such fury, I was disappointed. By Manosphere standards its tone and message are standard fare.
If men en masse adhere to a “no fat chicks” policy, the author proposes that women would have more incentive to stay fit. Fatties whom draft excruciatingly long lists of attributes they look for in partners on dating sites are flabbergasted that roguish men may be developing criteria of their own.
Fighting Shaming With More Shaming
The Tumblr backlash indicates that many of those who need feminism are PC bullies ineffectively promoting pro-fatty doublespeak in order to remain sexually relevant. Their inability to shift men’s hardwired sexual inclinations to suit them is the primary cause of frustration here. Barring fetishists, men sometimes settle for fat chicks but don’t desire them. This is biology at work, and not a cerebral, malleable bias, yet men are demonized for it regardless.
This sums up the pro-fat cultural shift nicely:
Overweight women, particularly of the feminist persuasion, present themselves as victims of constant fat shaming by the lamestream media, obnoxious dudebros, “jealous” female competitors, etc. However is it accurate for them to wave the martyr flag while simultaneously carving a deeper chip in their own shoulder?
Plumptresses attempt to “solve” the problem of fat shaming by lashing out at women deemed too thin. As an example, here’s a meme commonly circulated on Facebook:
They’re intent on stabbing women with higher sexual desirability in the back under the banner of feminism in order to raise their own value. Their method of attack is the very one they speak out against: shaming.
Like protesters invading a beauty pageant, their motivation is not the destruction of the patriarchal nature of the event. That is the justification, but not the underlying cause of their rage. Rather, the stunning women being “objectified” are envied by a troupe of misfits nobody wants to objectivity. Unconsciously they’re protesting against their own personal lack of objectification, or at least the existence of genetically gifted women willing to wield the power of their fleeting beauty to full effect. Far from being an exploited underclass, the beauty queens are opportunists.
As North Americans grow fatter with each passing year (see 2:02 above), it is thin people that are becoming increasingly irregular and as a result being more often shamed for being “too skinny.”
As it is natural for people to feel a tinge of jealously toward others more desired than themselves, trim sexy beasts have to deal their fair share of mean-spirited comments too. Since there aren’t broadcast quality cameras and mics documenting such behavior, supersized TV junkies wrongfully assume that the lookers of the world live a shaming-free existence. In truth, nobody does.
Self-reliance not Big Sister
Attempting to shape self-expression (via political correctness) is a weak “solution” to shaming. As Bill Gates said, ‘before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent’s generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.’
When I’m “shamed” for being skinny or pale (happens often), I either brush it off, conjure a playfully snide retort, or laugh. It no longer phases me. First, I developed my rhino skin. Second, I accepted myself for the pole thin, paper white, contrarian “hipster” I am. Once I got the acceptance part down, better lifestyle habits followed.