My Petition or In Which Coffee Rhetoric Vents
On Fat: Very rarely do I feel the need to explain why I do what I do and am what I am, about me and mine, because folks who have no direct impact on me or who know nothing about me don’t deserve an explanation or to have their foolery placated however, allow me to wax poetic about the thunder in my thighs. I’ve noticed whenever the topic of Black women’s bodies and/or images (especially when weight is the topic of discussion) come up, folks… men and women… seem to get particularly up-in-arms about a Black women and their personal struggles with weight. When Alice Randall wrote her controversial article in the New York Times’ op-ed section, suggesting that most Black women were fat because they wanted to be so, there were a fair number of blog posts challenging her sweeping generalizations about Black women and weight (most of which were framed using her own , random experiences). There were also the ubiquitous comments from the concern-troll chorus who opined “Black women are fat, because they eat too much and don’t exercise! You’re in denial about your fat!!” Cut-and-dry, because anybody can be a pretend licensed physician when rage-typing about fat, non?
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