Scares me
Admittedly, I am not the sveltest person on the planet, but I saw a girl running tonight on Peachtree that could have easily had 20 extra pounds on her frame. Her bones were jutting out everywhere, knee, elbow, shoulder. Even from a distance I could see them, and it was almost nightfall. I wonder how much like bones they look like in daylight?
We are a nation prone to self loathing.
Feel fat? Join a gym. Or better yet, don't eat. Drink coffee, but with no cream because it may have too many calories. Lettuce, iceberg lettuce is perfect. By the time that you eat it, your calories are negative. Don't like your breasts? Augment them. Spots on your face? We have creams, face peals. Don't have time to diet? Get your stomach stapled. Need to feel young again? Buy a sports car, dye your hair. Need a drink? Go to the bar or grocery store. Need a pick me up? Instead of coffee, or latte, find someone with some cocaine or meth. Feel bad about what you just drank or ate or did? Go to the gym. Punish yourself.
We do all of these things so that we can look into the mirror and rationalize that because we are thin, with white teeth, clear skin, dress in this label, wear the right makeup, carry the right purse, have the right haircut, car, home, that we are worthy. Worthy of what?
Do we know what we want or have we just been seduced by sexy advertising?
And now... to top it off, it's been shown that people that are overweight also have overweight friends. (Like it's some sort of contagion.) Does that mean that we should all dump our overweight friends for newer sleeker models? (And unfortunately, if your friends lose weight... aparently that is not contagious.)
Does money buy happiness? If you are thin will you be happy? If your teeth are the perfect shade of white, is it nirvana? What if you dress like a model? Or have tits the size of dolly? What about a schlong as long as a porn stars?
We are a nation prone to self loathing.
Feel fat? Join a gym. Or better yet, don't eat. Drink coffee, but with no cream because it may have too many calories. Lettuce, iceberg lettuce is perfect. By the time that you eat it, your calories are negative. Don't like your breasts? Augment them. Spots on your face? We have creams, face peals. Don't have time to diet? Get your stomach stapled. Need to feel young again? Buy a sports car, dye your hair. Need a drink? Go to the bar or grocery store. Need a pick me up? Instead of coffee, or latte, find someone with some cocaine or meth. Feel bad about what you just drank or ate or did? Go to the gym. Punish yourself.
We do all of these things so that we can look into the mirror and rationalize that because we are thin, with white teeth, clear skin, dress in this label, wear the right makeup, carry the right purse, have the right haircut, car, home, that we are worthy. Worthy of what?
Do we know what we want or have we just been seduced by sexy advertising?
And now... to top it off, it's been shown that people that are overweight also have overweight friends. (Like it's some sort of contagion.) Does that mean that we should all dump our overweight friends for newer sleeker models? (And unfortunately, if your friends lose weight... aparently that is not contagious.)
Does money buy happiness? If you are thin will you be happy? If your teeth are the perfect shade of white, is it nirvana? What if you dress like a model? Or have tits the size of dolly? What about a schlong as long as a porn stars?
posted by nicky at 7/09/2007 09:20:00 PM
4 Comments:
Money doesn't buy happiness, but it does by beer and hookers, which are just as good, if not better, in my opinion.
p.s. I think that study fucked up and confused correlation with causation.
I dunno. This sounds like rationalization-ing to me. Besides, I'd be the first to say I would be very happy if I were both rich and hung like John Holmes. White teeth are icing, but I'll take a grill like Shane McGowan for those other two things.
My point is an individuals motivation, is it true to who they are? or are they doing it because it is who they think that they are supposed to be? And as far as being rich... everyone thinks that that will make them happy!
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