Sometimes I hate this country

One out of every two Americans is considered overweight. One out of every three is obese. TVs and magazines flooded indefinitely with weight-loss ads that don't work. Every single issue of certain magazines features twelve articles on "the best moves to tone" or the "best diet to lose weight." And everyone seems to ignore the other end of the spectrum--the other extreme that no one likes to talk about so they stuff it in the corners of hospitals and psychiatrist offices and hide it behind the Dexatrim and Slim Fast.
Everyone says, "Oh, you're too skinny, you need to gain weight. You just need to eat more." That's nice. So I can just say to every overweight person, "You're too fat, you need to lose weight. You just need to eat less." Do you know how hard it is to cram two thousand calories down your throat when your body has forgotten how? I am sick and tired of everyone's answer being, "Oh, just eat more." HOW? Tell me HOW to eat more. What, when, how. "Just eat more." Fuck you. I don't have time to eat every three hours every day. I can't afford to. Give me some better advice; don't just pat me on head, complain about how thin I am, and give me a cheescake. I need more than that.
You know how everyone has that padding on their breastbone, where women's breasts are held up and pushed out by a layer of healthy fat between them? I don't. Not anymore. Ever seen runway models and old ladies with caved-in, skeletal chests where their little round firm breasts are just kinda sitting there confused because there's no padding? That's me. Don't tell me I "just need to eat more" because that won't help me. I'm in the danger zone. I need a diet plan. If you're not going to give me one, don't bother complaining.
Sorry, I don't mean any of my friends. I mean in general. People around me, on the streets, at work. It's become a catch phrase. I hate it. I need to re-train my throat and my stomach to accept more food and not reject it. My throat closes up and my stomach cringes if I eat more than a handful. I have to force my body to comply. Do you have any idea how annoying, frustrating, and scary that is? To watch your own body melt away over your bones? People say that obesity and being overweight is an epidemic. They should go take a look at hospitals for eating disorders and take a long walk through the halls.

Someone pass the Doritos. *grin*

This is very amusing:
http://content.health.msn.com/content/article/70/80972.htm

A two-parter amused rant

J.K. Rowling vs God:
http://www.bettybowers.com/godvspotter.html

Reason #297 why I don't believe in God:
Forgive me, I've been reading too much Terry Prachett. But this makes sense to me.

Not only do I not believe in the Christian god, I'm hard-pressed to believe in my pagan gods too. Why? Because I know they already exist; why should I believe in them? That'll just encourage them. (Thank you, Granny Weatherwax).
Seriously. It's like the mailman. The mailman comes around every day and delivers your mail. Without him (or her), you wouldn't get bills, packages, letters from Grandma, etc. Mailman is very important to society. But you don't necessarily need to believe in him, worship him, make sacrificial offerings, etc, in order for him to give you your mail. He just does it. It's his job.
If you start worshipping the mailman, maybe he'll get a big head and feel so privileged and high-and-mighty that he may start demanding that *you* get *him* his mail. Maybe he'll start being careless and demand more and more out of you because you put so much faith and power in him. You let him control your life. You tell him, "Mr. Mailman, I am yours. Tell me what to do. Tell me what to say. You have my undying love and devotion. I must tell the world about you. If other people can't see you the way I do, they're not worthy and they'll suffer endlessly when they die."
Either the mailman will then hand you a shoeshine kit or laugh in your face.
See, I've met my gods. I've made peace with them. Every time something extraordinary happens to me, I thank them for allowing me to be there. I don't know if I'm their creation or whatnot, but I know where they are. If I start putting all my faith, trust, love, and belief in them, they'll start getting annoyingly picky with me. They're like celebrities.

I'll give an example: I was walking home one evening and about halfway there, I heard thunder and the clouds turned gray. I called up to the sky, "Hey, just wait till I get home before it starts pouring okay? Please" I occasoinally felt a tiny drop and heard more thunder. I just walked into the driveway when the rain started falling. I yelled at the sky, "Ya couldn't have waited till I got inside, ya bastards??" See, I knew they were listening. I didn't need to put my faith in them. if I had, they would have screwed with me and made it pour just because it would have been funny to watch.
I don't know about you guys, but absolute worship just seems a little off to me. If you know without a doubt that your gods will answer your prayers and watch over you, what's the point of constantly calling them up and saying, "Hey, are you gonna deliver the mail today? Because I really need that mail. Really and truly. So will you? Huh? Will you?"
I'm sorry if it came across that I don't respect my gods or anything. I do; I treat them like friends, but I also have deep, deep respect for their power. I just don't want to be like many Christians and thrown my faith at them blindly, you know? I want respect on either end.
Opinions? Disagreements? Alterations?