I'm fat...not stupid!

What is it with certain people who assume that, because you are fat, you must be ignorant or something?

Since when did fat become synonymous with dumb? Sorry, I must have missed that memo circulating the proverbial water cooler.

Oh yeah, it must've been while I was holed-up in a state of self-loathing eating my way through a family sized bag of Doritos and a 2 liter of Coke.

Go fuck yourself, asshole!

*This mini-rant brought to you by a M.F.A degree wielding fat chick with a passel of scores to settle.*

Evil Empire Rant

I have been boycotting Wal-Mart for a few years now. Originally, I didn't like to shop there because the company has a very conservative Christian agenda. They do not sell CD's with Parental Lyrics advisory labels on them and they do not sell Plan B (or at least they didn't last time I checked).

They are a business and have the right to stock, or not stock whatever items they wish. And I have a right as a citizen to not shop there and I chose to not support their fundamentalist belief system.

So I stayed away.

Then there was the scandal of sweatshop workers in China (mostly female) making items for Wal-Mart at meager wages. No longer was Wal-Mart the place to get your "Made in the USA" items. The items were now made by the lowest bidder, in horrible conditions.

But wait, it gets worse.

I just finished reading about the class action lawsuit against Wal-Mart. Over 1.6 million female employees and former employees sued the company for sex discrimination and disparity in wages. The experiences of some of these women read right out of a pre-1950's mindset.
I thought we had something called equal work for equal pay? Isn't that a federal law somewhere?

Wal-Mart only looks out for one thing...the bottom line (profits). It cares nothing about its employees or its consumers. As long as they keep consuming. As long as Wal-Mart and its shareholders keep making money.

When I read that some women who worked full time for Wal-Mart had to go and apply for gov't. assistance because they couldn't make enough to survive and feed their families, it made me so very angry.

When that same company, instead of raising pay to a living wage, gives its employees memos on how to file for public assistance (thus forcing the tax payers to foot the bill instead of where it rightfully belongs...in Wal-Marts hands) It makes me want to walk into the corporate headquarters and smack every upper-level executive upside their heads.

Then I want to take their multi-thousand dollar bonuses and spread them out amongst the women who cannot make ends meet working for a company that says its all about "family".

Not my family. And not yours either.

Can I Have Fries with That Shake?

If you want to read some amazingly funny words on size acceptance and being fat in our crazy, screwed up world, visit these ladies at http://www.fattymcblog.blogspot.com

They make me laugh so much. Brilliant, sassy and honest, these two ladies from opposites sides of the country tell it like it is.

Enjoy!

Sometimes, Sadness Rings True

Being separated from those you love is often difficult.

It's been almost 2 months since my spouse has been in Cuba. Most days, life is good. I study, work, hang out with friends, you know, the normal day to day stuff that makes up the bulk of one's life.

But there are days when you are sad, angry and feeling hopeless all at once. It is often difficult to sort out the conflicting emotions that do drive-by's in your head. You grow tired and frequently feel hurt. You get worried and your faith and trust in your partner wanes.

Days like that really bite.

Today is one of those days.

It's one of those days where nightmares plunge you into a darkness that lingers even after you're awake. Where the dreams were so intense that you are having emotional reactions based upon the dream, rather than based upon the facts you are facing.

It colors your day and the colors aren't bright and cheery.

It's early afternoon. I can only hope that the day will get better.

Plus-Sized Lovin'

I don't normally talk about sex on this blog but I discovered a product yesterday that begs to be discussed.

It's called the Liberator and it's a series of cushion shapes that can be used to enhance loveplay by tilting the pelvis to a more desireable angle.

If you have one of those beds that sinks down then you know what I am talking about when I say angle.

The best selling point for me was the fact that the company offers several sizes of each shape for those that are taller than average, shorter than average or, in my case, wider than average.

When a sex toy caters to my plus-size I sit up and pay attention.

I will be ordering the "Wedge" soon (it's the smallest piece and therefore easily portable) and taking it with me to Florida for some "field testing".

I'll let you know how it turns out.

www.tryliberator.com