Seriously. This was what a co-worker said when talking about an argument she had with her boyfriend in the grocery aisle last night. They disagreed about flavors and she told him “I don’t care if you like chocolate. You’re too fat to pick your own ice cream.” Yes. “Too FAT” to be allowed to make a simple food choice without being shamed, guilted and shunned in the middle of a public place.
In “living color”; so to speak; we see a reflection of the main problem with a society that finds fat on your body as not only something you can and SHOULD avoid at all costs; but also finds it acceptable for others to berate those who DON’T. The kicker? Her boyfriend has lost a huge quantity of weight on their shared “lifestyle change”; more so than even she has. Yet still, the flippantly fatophobic comments.
Now it could just be that she’s a nasty person; but I feel that her comment is a great reflection on just how ugly and pervasive that concept of “fat as shameful” really is. I wonder how she would have reacted if I had thought at the time (instead of now hours later) to say, “Wow, do you think I’M too fat to be self-responsible for choosing my own foods?”
I don’t even have links to add or further analysis to offer on this. It just floored me. Honestly; who says that to anyone; let alone their partner? Or maybe this is just an example of how we usually hurt the ones we love the most? I don’t know. Take from this what you will.
Oh, and I hereby give you all, as intelligent human beings, permission to choose your own fucking foods; even down to what flavor of ice cream you desire. Geesh.