I’m grateful to Maura Kelly for her piece yesterday on Marie Claire Magazine’s website.
For one thing, the response to her piece from the blogosphere and the twitterverse have been balm for my soul. The pleas for acceptance, kindness, understanding, and love give me new hope.
For another thing, I am reminded to re-engage in this conversation, this discussion of bodies and weight and the acceptance or judgment of them.
I am fat. Obese. Not plump or overweight; I’m not plus-size or a big girl, but genuinely fat. The body I live in, this person who I am, this body that is me, takes up a lot of space.
The jumping-off place for Ms. Kelly’s piece is the sitcom Mike & Molly and whether or not it is distasteful for fat people – “[B]eing overweight is one thing — those people are downright obese!” – to kiss each other on television.
I’ve only watched a few minutes of the show and those few minutes were full enough of fat jokes to turn me off for good (“It’s like hugging a futon!”), but whether or not public kissing by obese people is OK never crossed my mind. It begs a whole lot of questions about who should kiss on television. Should middle-aged or elderly people kiss? What about non-white or interracial couples? How about gay men, lesbians, or trans people? Is it OK for people with disabilities to kiss?
Whose sexuality is acceptable? Whose bodies are worthy to be seen in public and who among us should stay home and hide? Whose personal ick factor should we not cross?
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