alizardsbet
October 11th, 2007, 12:27 PM
“A Short Satire”
So we have been reading up on the ever increasing drama over fat people. Should we accept them? Why can’t we love them? Are they a repressed people? A people that will have their very own flag soon and marches to demonstrate their rights to be considered equal to that lofty idea of human being. What a sight… that of a sea of rolling, moaning, and we mustn’t forget the fun giggle of obese people slowly driving forth in their scooters for the right…. the right to what exactly?
Well here is my thought on all that:
There are several kinds of surgeries out there for the fat challenged (and yes I am using that vain adjective as I see fit. Sue me. I’ll make you eat shit) one is stapling the stomach, another are certain parts of the intestines (the digestive track) is removed, and of course our favorite liposuction. What do these procedures do for you? Well for the most part the person enduring these procedures get the instant gratification of watch those unseemly pounds of blubber sloft off them, and stay off, AND not having to do a thing for it! (Well almost, there is the pain and coughing up the wads of cash for the pleasure of going under the knife.) There are certain limitations to these nifty little procedures to alter your given features, such as: limiting the quantity you can eat at a given time, having the operation done again, dumping (an unpleasant fact), and then there is cosmetic surgery to remove the excess skin that hangs around the new gaunt figure of a deflated soul. Emerged from their long stay inside the cocoon of their misconceived crutch of gluttony, they are free. Free from the ridicule, the scorn, the inability of a society to love them, they are free of the callous, unconsidered judgment.
Yet to my point, a jab into the dark of that soul that seems so beneficial. A lot of people out there are consciences consumers, most of us care in some fashion for how a product is used, processed, and disposed of, balanced against the direct impact on our wallets. This fraction varies among the masses, but mostly a true statement. We don’t want to be wasteful. Well having read up on the side effects to some extent it is my uneducated opinion that altering the human digestive track to allow vital nutrients to pass unprocessed through the body and then to be thoughtlessly dumped in our sewers is wasteful, On top of the fact that they will have to take vitamins for the rest of their lives to supplement the ones that their bodies can no longer process, wasteful.
The solution to this… in a society that is tightening down on illogical consumption and reckless waste is to revamp the entire infrastructure of the sewer to accommodate for these weak willed spineless cows. Is that right? I think that as a society, those distasteful people with no sort of restraint over themselves should turn on that toilet seat, kneel down before the alter of their self love, and consume that which has left their body unused and is for all practical sense still mostly pure. Save the rest of us a lot of time and tax money.
So we have been reading up on the ever increasing drama over fat people. Should we accept them? Why can’t we love them? Are they a repressed people? A people that will have their very own flag soon and marches to demonstrate their rights to be considered equal to that lofty idea of human being. What a sight… that of a sea of rolling, moaning, and we mustn’t forget the fun giggle of obese people slowly driving forth in their scooters for the right…. the right to what exactly?
Well here is my thought on all that:
There are several kinds of surgeries out there for the fat challenged (and yes I am using that vain adjective as I see fit. Sue me. I’ll make you eat shit) one is stapling the stomach, another are certain parts of the intestines (the digestive track) is removed, and of course our favorite liposuction. What do these procedures do for you? Well for the most part the person enduring these procedures get the instant gratification of watch those unseemly pounds of blubber sloft off them, and stay off, AND not having to do a thing for it! (Well almost, there is the pain and coughing up the wads of cash for the pleasure of going under the knife.) There are certain limitations to these nifty little procedures to alter your given features, such as: limiting the quantity you can eat at a given time, having the operation done again, dumping (an unpleasant fact), and then there is cosmetic surgery to remove the excess skin that hangs around the new gaunt figure of a deflated soul. Emerged from their long stay inside the cocoon of their misconceived crutch of gluttony, they are free. Free from the ridicule, the scorn, the inability of a society to love them, they are free of the callous, unconsidered judgment.
Yet to my point, a jab into the dark of that soul that seems so beneficial. A lot of people out there are consciences consumers, most of us care in some fashion for how a product is used, processed, and disposed of, balanced against the direct impact on our wallets. This fraction varies among the masses, but mostly a true statement. We don’t want to be wasteful. Well having read up on the side effects to some extent it is my uneducated opinion that altering the human digestive track to allow vital nutrients to pass unprocessed through the body and then to be thoughtlessly dumped in our sewers is wasteful, On top of the fact that they will have to take vitamins for the rest of their lives to supplement the ones that their bodies can no longer process, wasteful.
The solution to this… in a society that is tightening down on illogical consumption and reckless waste is to revamp the entire infrastructure of the sewer to accommodate for these weak willed spineless cows. Is that right? I think that as a society, those distasteful people with no sort of restraint over themselves should turn on that toilet seat, kneel down before the alter of their self love, and consume that which has left their body unused and is for all practical sense still mostly pure. Save the rest of us a lot of time and tax money.