A Peep from 2002, front page of comic dairy sketchbook.
Fat People Are Hard to Kidnap!
They won’t be able to lift me up, I’m too heavy!
Fat, plump, big boned, fluffy, corpulent, fatso, huge, supersized, infinity-sized.
You are your own planet with billowing tons of flesh pouring out of its cup to claim you against your will.
Fat people are impossible to pick up.
Calories in and out supposedly control it all but bodies don’t run like cars no matter what the Weight Watchers point system says.
Why doesn’t the diet magic happen for us all among all the diminishing nearly thin people. No one believes you used to weigh 200lbs more.
Stephen King called huge people monstrous. The Witch who said Fatter instead of Thinner unloaded her curse with a bony finger. A puff of smoke and 30lbs a month poured in. The deliverance minister said Satan sent you your body. Your soft arms hug your husband tight, why is round always bad?
The doctors want to experiment, cut, slice dice and throw your stomach away even though food tastes like cardboard and you haven’t eaten a fish, a potato or a hamburger in more than 10 years. You refused Phen-Fen not wanting to be a lab rat, the acupuncture failed too. Tell the 90lb medical student who graduated last in the class, it’s L. I. P. E. D. E. M. A. not Lymphedema though that comes to the party too. Their blank eyed stare condemns you with visions of those inhaling whole pizzas on My 600lb Life.
A body full of oceans operates different. Who grows old at this size? Make sure you prove them wrong.
Metabolism a word they forgot long ago. Lumbering side to side every movement seems to take 20 thoughts but you’re “lazy” not to move more.
Fat is always 57 even when you’re 29!
Shave your “beautiful” face that very old women always praised in your youth asking why don’t you force your body to match it?
The fat boy in Matilda hated that chocolate cake and Mrs. Trunchbull was 50lbs away from putting the shot putt away for good.
Augustus Gloop wants revenge for chemical farming GMOs and high fructose corn syrup. Factory Farms and Glyphosate sends his blood pressure soaring. Willy Wonky was a skinny penny pinching crack dealer and coke head preaching abstinence at the factory. There's no real gardens among the sickly sweet lollipops.
National Association to Advance Fat Acceptance or N.A.A.F.A. showed the way out of diet hell but Health at Any Size ignored the obvious. Supersized People don’t run marathons. No one asked why so many grew so fat no matter what they did. They ate bacon and eggs in the 50s, and lived life, their bodies not betraying.
Eyes cross from hunger, lunch is 4 hours away.
Thin Jane in tight yoga pants ate her apple that morning she feels fine, intermittent fasting brings her self pride. It brings you the floor and funny colors in your vision. You drink the glass of water to smother hunger pain but it never works.
You eat lunch they desire you feel guilt with every bite. Boiled cabbage and eat tofu but look like you did other things.
A rare fat foodie rejecting GMOs, you desire the wild sour dough bread and the seitan made with parsnips. Jars of wheat germ, hummus, and mushrooms of every sort populate your food imagination. The clown with red shoes brings disgust.
Wear your ruby lips and poufy hair to ring your wide round face, short heeled shoes and be vivacious or else.
Whitney Thores dancing as fast as she can. Chris Farley fell through the jolly trap. He didn’t want to be the class comedian anymore. There’s too many fat people to give the acting job to one in a fat suit!
Wear hot pink like fat activist Marilyn Wann, screaming fat is healthy when you want to wear black, and walk for miles instead. No one chooses this.
A thin woman in Japan on Youtube eats crisps, fried chicken, curries, burdock root, udon noodles, bonito flakes, tofu, a sweet every afternoon with milk tea, and never gains weight. Obesity is a disease of lack not abundance. America grows fatter year by year while starving for real food.
The Roulette wheel broke in the matrix and spun onto circus fat lady. Thin women in slacks with legs crossed drink coffee nimbly eating a piece of pie. The spigot filled up the lower body like a giant balloon ready to burst.
Peter Griffin goes on many adventures, but fat people don’t fit in kayaks.
You can’t stop living for thin tomorrows knowing the fat reality is what you have.
Whose bright idea was it to swell humans up so it would be hard for them to walk? Does God listen to the prayers of fat women? Preacher told the church on the day you missed the revival, Gluttons don’t see heaven, they’ll be burning with the adulterers. That huge woman has the door of heaven closed for good! There's no barbecue in hell!.
Everyone loves a jolly fat woman arms brimming with cakes and children and Mother Earth nurturing, not a childless serious poet who wanted a body to match her art and books. A hyperlexia brain in a cumbersome box. The Gnostics were right to see the body as a prison, spirit imprisoned in flesh.
Hi again Peeps,
ReplyDeleteRead this whole thing easily with interest. I have always liked poetry and similar type writing. Knowing what I know about you, this waseawas to understand. What a drag you have had to go through this. And that last paragraph KILLS!
Chelle
Thanks Chelle!
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