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Fat Habitat
By S.D. Craig
Published September 2001

In reading a fellow author's article this morning about loving fat people, it got me started again. Yep, you got it. On my favorite subject. Weight. Or anything to do with someone who has what the world considers a weight problem.

Is there a reason that people need titles or names, other than their given one? Explain this to me, would you?

Why must we point out that a woman who was rude to us today at Wal-Mart was black? Or that this crazy driver was Asian? Or the bank teller who was so slow was white trash, it seemed? Then again, it leads me to my point.

Why must someone be categorized at all? Isn't this racism? And isn't there a category for the person claiming all these things?

If we say, look at that heavy-set man over there eating the two ice cream cones, why was that necessary? As easily explained in saying he is wearing Teva sandals or brown shorts that are too long? How about "Look at the guy eating two ice cream cones?" Better yet.

Why must one be so specific, to the point that is it considered rude or racist or downright bad manners? I don't understand it, but I know I'm guilty, too, at times.

This must be the week for admitting I'm not perfect or always sweet.

Writing an article that states that you love fat people, well, let's face it -- the word is abrasive to me. Maybe because I'm considered one of "them." It offends me to be singled out this way. How about, I just love people of all ages, types, natures, and nationalities?

For me, that is a much better choice, and one nobody can argue much with.

To say I love skinny people, tall people, fat people, people with straight hair, come on. In being so damned specific, you are telling me there's a problem somewhere in there down deep.

I guess it reverts back to that old song about loving your brother.

Why can't we all just get along?

Editor's note:
In the animal world, anything different could be a potential predator. Fear and uncertainty are the results of this. As Humans in society, we have the responsibility to understand and conquer these fears and remove the hatred from our relationships with others. S.D. Craig has succeeded in doing this and has therefore become a good human being.
JtB.

 

About the writer:

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname "Chatterbox" by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

 



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