Medical studies have shown that being overweight is also linked with heart disease, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, stroke, diabetes, hyperglycemia, hyperurcemia, infertillity, sleep apnea, and gout. Maybe they should advocate that in all honesty the best thing for Dayffud would be to get him to diet and not sing ‘proud to be me’.

As for the rest of you: Ann Coulter is a dick. A cored, inverted dick, to be sure — but reassignment surgery wasn’t nearly so advanced all those years ago.

And if it worries you when (other) progressives argue… I find that imagining angry-cat noises and ninja moves is a great stress reliever.

But….

I just can’t dig the “looking to be offended” angle, from men or women. I do find it funny to call Hugh ab Daffodil (whatever his crazy ass Welsh name is) fat. I find it funny because I imagine he’s the kind of guy it would offend – I’m looking to offend HIM, because he is an asshole. I’m fat myself, and people say as much to me, as when I went to the blood bank the other day to make a donation – the guy gave me shit about it. Wasn’t a big deal to me, in fact I just agreed with him, because a)he’s right and b) he’s a friend and it was just an observation. Other than a moment of guilt – GUILT, not offense, GUILT, for not exercising enough – it was no big deal and we went on to talk about Brittney’s shaved head and shaved cooter.

Now, in that last paragraph there are SEVERAL items the Mrs. Grundys of the world (a fair population of which live over at Jill’s place) would find fault with.

1) I called Welsh names crazy-ass. Why I hate the Welsh?

2) I called Hugh an asshole. Why do I hate assholes? (Seriously, why is asshole a bad word? We’d die without ‘em)

3) I called Britney Spears public area a “cooter. Why do I hate cooters? (and I don’t hate Britney’s cooter, that’s actually a term of endearment and hoped-for familiarity).

See where this goes? I suppose there can be comedy without any potiential offense, but I can’t see it. As the bar gets lower and lower, eventually you’ll reach a point at which damn near any observation not coldly scientific will CONCEIVEABLY piss off somebody somewhere. So as thought experiment in the abstract, this has no end, other than a world without comedy, or at least any that I can envision.

So let’s dump the damn thought experiment and talk about specifics. If calling somebody fat pisses YOU off, then let’s talk about your part in it – like Brad noted over at Feministe, offense doesn’t live in a vacuum. People ARE too easily offended these days, it is making social interaction more and more of a mine field. All offended folks – get over yourself.

I’m fat, and you can call me fat. Hell, I often say it about myself. Big whoop. That ain’t shit compared to growing up with a mentally retarded little brother. If I can make peace with “retard” – and I have – you can make peace with “fat”.

Hey, if it’s good enough for Peter Jackson to use in The Two Towers, it’s got to be acceptable.

And as a fat person, I would like to tell my fellow fatties to lighten up.

i’m trying to picture this and having a difficult time. who does this? are they people you work with? family members? strangers? is it one person? a crowd?

All of the above, except for the crowd, thanks for asking. So what’s with your snotty tone? Was the colloquial metaphor not to your liking or what?

I was away from here for like, what? A week?
And then… this.

GAAAAHHHHHH!!11!!

[heh - fattiez are teh hilarious!]

Man Woman Womyn Person Persun Man, fuck those whiners.

. . .and you don’t want to know what he calls the ones about the Malkin thing.

Only if we can discuss the best method for using a flammenwerfer to toast a sammich before we stuff it in some poor woman’s uterus. In a mall.

Whee! (WHOOSH!) AIIIGH!

“Cuntishly” or “Cuntfully”? Either way, that’s sweet. Don’t tell her she is a self-hating sexist fuck, OK?

They’re up to 634 posts over there. Now they’re arguing over the ideologically permissible boundaries of criticism of the Catholic Church. I am leaning increasingly towards (possibly unintentional but nevertheless jewel-like) “parody site.”

Then they made fun of southpaws. I said nothing, because I am right-handed.

Then they made fun of Adolf Coulter’s Adam’s apple. I said nothing, because I am not a trans-sexual Sturmabteilung brownshirt.

Then they made fun of me. You know what? I didn’t give a fuck about that either!

I weigh 315 pounds myself. I could stand to lose over 100 pounds. You ain’t fat! You ain’t fat! You ain’t nothin’!

“Yo butt is wide
Well mine is too…”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvHnmo499_Y

See, now that just isn’t fair. To use the terms “toss” and “midget” in the same sentence and dare me not to think of dwarf-tossing jokes.