"Please Welcome Upon the Stage... Morbid Obesity"

As promised, my next post (feat. swearing, for the fragile of spirit). To kick it off, please to be watching this:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=-5zbQ3s6V0w

(lololol, I forgot how funny I find the League of Gentlemen, we do comedy so much better in Britain, I'm sorry but we do)
This topic was brought to mind by the recent trails on telly for 'Half Ton Son', about a hugely fat young man and the mother that feeds him burgers and chocolate etc. This also reminded me of 'Half Ton Mom' which was on last year, or possibly the year before. I forget. It was on though.

Now I know Bernice there was quite extreme but I do share some of the views she expresses re: the morbidly obese. I'm perfectly willing to accept that some weight gain is caused by glandular problems/is hereditary and so forth. But if you, right now, reading this, are one of those massively overweight people that are soooooooo fat that you can't get up from your bed or sofa or whatever, I can't accept that you live on 'skimmed milk and ryvita', cake must enter into it somewhere.

Renee Williams, made famous after becoming the largest person to have gastric bypass surgery in 2007, (although she tragically died 12 days later, and I accept it was tragic because it was brave of her to go on tv and so forth) was unable to get up from her bed, yet she still ate a lot of food.

But if she couldn't get out of bed, how the hell did she get the food? I can only assume that it was brought to her by her loving family when she requested it. But why in the name of Jesus bicycling Christ give it to her? If a relative of yours is so fat they can't even get up and waddle to the fridge, give them a fucking stick of celery when they ask for food. What the hell are they going to do about it? Going on a starvation protest couldn't do them much harm.

This is my beef with the families of the morbidly obese. I don't really have beef with the supafat themselves (unless they use the phrase 'primarily an emotional disorder' - DENIAL, people), I get that it will be hard to break yourself out of the cycle once you're in it. You need help to get healthy again. So it ain't helpful if your mother is unwrapping the Mars Bars and shoving them down your throat for you. I mean for God's sake!

Love you all like a fat kid loves cake (laaawl, I am teh topical)
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