Recently a thread on my post was hijacked and turned into a debate about the “Fat Acceptance” movement. (FYI I’m actually okay with threadjacking on my blog. It incites interesting discussion, and with my embedded comments it’s very easy to follow along!)

I spent a lot of time thinking about this movement, and I realized something. Mankind needs a predator. If this were the case, no one would argue for being overweight, out of shape, or the opportunity to be accepted as “who they are” etc, because as they opened their mouth to do so, they would be dead. I would most certainly be dead if we had a predator, as I’m in the worst shape of my life right now.

Harsh, isn’t it. But as a species we have somehow convinced ourselves that the rules of nature don’t apply to us. We have breathing tubes and respirators, machines to restart the heart, and machines to keep us alive when we are 99% dead. We are reaching after immortality, and we’re determined to have it whether we’ve earned it or not. Remember the concept of natural selection? I do. And the birds, bats, lions, hyenas, giraffes, elephants, minnows, hippos, and penguins do.

Why don’t you see more Zebras like this?

Because Zebras know that letting their body reach such a state would result in an inability to escape when attacked. Just go ahead and watch Planet Earth, you’ll see this scene replayed over and over.

Guess what? Life wasn’t better when I looked like this. And I don’t believe it is for anyone else either.

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I’ll be writing more on this topic this week. Do you believe in the concept of Healthy At Every Size?

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