This is what the Obesity Apocalypse looks like. Pretty menacing, huh?
I just came across a post by closetpuritan pointing to an article in which the author, in all apparent seriousness, describes the existence of fat people as “the obesity apocalypse.”
When I read shit like this, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Or both. On one hand, it hurts that there are people out there–published authors, no less–who see the existence of bodies like mine as something akin to a zombie takeover or nuclear winter. On the other hand, it’s too ridiculous not to laugh at. It illustrates just how absurd anti-”obesity” rhetoric truly is.
And it would make a really, really great band name. I can picture it now: a riot grrl-esque group of fierce fatties, with reclaimed epithets like “fat bitch” scrawled across their exposed stomachs in lipstick. They wear metallic booty shorts and, like Beth Ditto, often perform in nothing but their undies and bras. They rock hard, take no shit, and inspire legions of young fat girls to revolt.
Tutus And Tiny Hats 
When can I download this. I feel like rockin’ (with my trusty cheeseburger!) 🙂
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I always wanted to have an all-fat girl band and call it “No, Fat Chicks!”
That would be awesome!
I am more concerned about the stupidity apocalypse. Surely what’ll kill us is lack of intelligence -the good kind of intelligence that makes people live together in a safe world.