As my eyes gazed upon another human boulder rolling along campus, my brain can only think: how? The phenomenon of "fat" simply boggles the mind. Or perhaps its more accurate to say that fat jiggles the behind. Whatever undulating motion those waves of flesh finds themselves in, the concept of fat forever remains elusive to me. I can't imagine being fat. Never mind that I was a slightly pudgy kid.
It's such a foreign concept to me. How does one become fat? My appetite is so weak, and my genes so lean, that I don't think I can ever eat more than a mini-sized bag of Doritos. Those who continue to wolf down bite after bite after a full course meal have my respect. Mad respect. Just the idea of having that much weight to carry around me...how do they even get around? What does that do for flexibility? I may not reach my toes, but I can at least see them.
I remember for one of my club outings, we went to a Korean BBQ place after a tiring day of fun at Six Flags. The food was legitimate. It was good stuff, absolutely delicious. But I know my limits, and even though the food kept coming, I stopped. But that didn't deter the female members of my group, who persisted in their efforts to ravenously consume all they could eat. Vultures. Unabashed vultures. The lot of them.
There's probably a threshold, a line where once you cross it, you just go "fuck it." I think most of these people found themselves over the threshold before they realized that there was a threshold. To be honest, it's insulting. Years of natural selection and the final result in the evolution of man is ball. Gluttonous human fat ball. Our first invention was the wheel, now we have become it.
I hardly think that we scraped and fought our way to the top of the food chain only to be rolled off the top to pave way for our new alien overlords. Obesity is a serious issue. Diabetes and all that jazz. Somebody's gotta fight the fat.
Fight the fat.
