Pinterest is my new distraction, though I'm not doing too much there yet. One of the few (two?) people I follow is, of course, The Bloggess. Here's one of her pins:
Jenny capped that with, "Unless you get hit by a car. This poster was written by someone who's never eaten a cookie. I don't like this poster. This poster needs to be burned. I'm pinning it just to remind myself to burn it later." And much happiness ensued in my head.
Until I got to this comment under Jenny's pin:
"Skinny bitch needs to slow down and eat a cookie."
Lovely. I just... Can you imagine someone writing, "Fat bitch needs to speed up and put down the cookie?" Yes, you can imagine that, because people write stuff like that all the time. And innumerable readers of such comments recognize the words for what they are: mean.
I've gotten into mini blog battles before about this kind of casual negation and deriding of thin women before (whether they are thin naturally, thin by physiological illness, or thin by mental disorder). And I recognize that it's a different quality of disdain in our world, to be making cruel or cutting comments at someone whose body type doesn't fit into some arbitrary ideal, than to call a skinny woman a bitch.
But just like the "real women have curves" thing (I wasn't aware that I ceased to exist two sizes ago?), just because there is thin privilege in the world doesn't mean that arbitrary and thoughtless thin hatred is okay, any more than any arbitrary, thoughtless hatred is okay. The only people I really feel comfortable with hating are... I'm having a hard time here. I mean, Osama bin Laden is dead, so...
I don't know quite what it's about, the impulse to erase or hate thin bodies in such a palpably different way that we (as a culture) feel the impulse to erase or hate fat bodies. But I certainly do absorb it in a "damned if you do, damned if you don't" osmotic process.