my neighbor is black and very pretty of the face and an ultra-sweet and soulful person.....in my estimation and yet she is very large. i never ask her if this makes her happy. i don't need to. i do know i see the old man occasionally runnin game....
of course he does not tell me because i don't want to know. they have kids, more than i could've ever raised, that's for sure.
what i feel is sad about fatness in america is that it is not only a disease but an epidemic one. i think....1: food companies want to sell food: simple. lots of it. 2: i think parents have learned that throwing food at children is nourishing them. that and television....of course.
so kids grow up in fron of a box and see kids on that box going crazy hollering and laughing eating this and that....and this becomes our paradigm for happiness. our existences have become hinged on consuming anything and everything we can. and when we're lonely......we eat. and when we're worried: we eat. and when we're rejected: we eat.
hot dogs. chips. fries. cookies. cereal. peanut butter. hamburgers. pizza. eat eat eat.
size has become something to worship here, too. the man with the huge wallet....the huge fleet of yachts...the huge fleet of mansions...the entourage of ho's and bitches that wanna be him or be with him.
the man who is the big dick.
size has become comfortable for people.....especially insecure people.
we are an insecure nation and culture. you can pin even the hugest gluttons of this culture to admit that it reeks of britney and michael and shit cereal crapola and simply bad taste and excess everywhere.
but at least it's in excess! MORE! YES! NOW! OOOH!
anyway.....if someone's gonna sound like clay...it might as well be ME once in awhile?!?!! eh?
my son....at around 8....i saw this potential for him to become very large. his mother liked to feed him horror movies and everything televison could offer and lots of macdonald's burgers. she knew i though macdonald's was THE WORST......so feed the kid a big mac. anyway....when i noticed him getting rounder and rounder....i finally began becoming a little mean with him.....and called him on it....telling him he wasn't going to enjoy it as an adult. well....not that he loves me much....
....but he's lean....tall....and strong now....and bald and perhaps ready to be drafted if the army needs him. oh yeah...lots of violent video games too. and rap....some of the hugest names are literally the hugest dudes.
so yeah....fat's just a part of our culture.....and for some it's a real part of their individual existences.
i think anything one can do to try to convince a child that he might think otherwise about being fat....is good. my son's got girl's on his jock all the time.
i'm not sure if this is good but he's not eating away his loneliness.
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