Suspicious Murder Case in Texas

This case has as many twists as an episode of Dallas. The sheriff certainly draws suspicion on himself.

The comments are a horrifying racist minefield. Anyone who doesn’t believe that racism still exists needs to read these comments.

I liked what commenter B.A. Chan said.

“Racism used to be a roaring lion. Now it is a serpent in the tall weeds.”

I hope they find this guy’s murderer, but it seems like it could take a while with what seem to be evident cover-ups on the law enforcement side.

~Wanda Psycho~

Same Shit Different Day

Initially, I was interested in what this guy had to say. Then he proved himself to be nothing but another boring, fatphobic asshole who believes that “comedy” means encouraging the sheep to laugh at your mean-spirited jokes about people you don’t even know. Gee, that’s never been done. Next!

~Spectra~

Intellectual Discussion Cut Short by Rudeness

I honestly don’t know where to find the organization discussed in the video, or if it ever got off the ground. However, the text got me thinking. The Internet could be a great way for people from all over the world to connect with each other and gain greater understanding of each other. Sometimes it is. But many times one encounters horrific rudeness.

This crass behavior and lack of maturity stops any potential intellectual discussion dead in its tracks. I’ve found myself getting on the defensive and behaving badly when I feel under attack. I would love the idea that there would be a place that people could turn to engage in discussion and polite debate. Sadly, such places are few and far between, both on the Internet and in the real world.

~Illsa~

Response to a Jackass

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Not this jackass. He’s just a cute little fella looking for a carrot or sugar cube.

“SUCK IT UP, drop the donut, and go for a walk.  If you don’t want to put in the effort to be healthy and attractive, you have no right to complain and play the victim about society’s “standards of beauty”.” –An asshole on Tumblr

I honestly do not give a flying fuck in hell whether people find me attractive. I also do not find it compulsory to reveal my dietary and exercise habits to anyone, but here, for the sake of argument, I will.

My vital stats:

I will be 49 years old on February 15.

5 feet 6.5 inches tall

310 pounds

Non-normative physical conditions:

Endometriosis (diagnosed age 30)

Fibromyalgia (diagnosed at age 25)

Hypothyroidism (diagnosed at age 16)

Hypertension (diagnosed at age 45)

Mitral valve prolapse (diagnosed at age 44)

Sciatica (diagnosed at age 37)

Non-normative psychological conditions:

bipolar disorder (diagnosed age 38)

borderline personality disorder (diagnosed age 43)

obsessive-compulsive disorder (diagnosed age 43)

Eating disorder: Bulimia, started at age 12

Yo-yo dieting from age 18 to age 45

What is my diet like currently? I’m sure it’s not perfect, but it’s better than the diets of several people I know, who range in size. Do I keep a food journal? Fuck to the no. I’ve done that shit before. It irritates me and I stop doing it after a week. I’m old enough that when shit doesn’t work I don’t do it any more. I refuse to drive myself batshit with this sort of thing. I know what I eat and what physical activity I get.

I try to get at least a serving of fruit or vegetables every day. I’d like to say I get five a day, but I probably don’t do that every day.  I do eat a lot more fruits and vegetables and a lot less meat and processed foods than I used to.

I eat a lot less fast food than I used to. I refuse to lie and say I never ever ever go through the drive through because I’m oh so pure and perfect. I have a chaotic life and a bizarre schedule. Sometimes I do go through the drive through. At the beginning of last year I was probably doing so a couple times a week. Come the end of the year, it was down to a couple times a month.

I eat less sweets than I used to, but I work night shift and they tend to sing a siren song in the wee hours. I will never be a puritan who eats no sweets ever because I’m sooo sweet that I just don’t need them. Actually, I’m kind of a bitter asshole, so I do need a little something to sweeten me up! Because of my hypertension I have to avoid excess amounts of caffeine, so I reach for a little candy now and then. Not gonna lie. I am more mindful of it than I used to be, but I’m not going to shame myself for having a god damn mini candy bar or two!

My diet is actually a lot better overall than it was when I was younger and thinner. Yes, age does affect the metabolism.

As for exercise and overall health habits:

My job entails walking–a LOT of walking. I work in a large building. I literally walk at least three miles every night that I work. I work four nights a week.

For focused exercise, I work out in a therapy pool. I swim, walk, jog, and work with weights. I can also do exercises involving activities such as jumping, which I can’t do on land with my nearly fifty year old knees and messed up back.

I do not smoke cigarettes, drink alcohol, or use recreational drugs.

My biggest health risk is probably chronic sleep deprivation.

So, to postulate an answer to the chode who made the above statement.

I am not an athlete, but I am physically active.

I do put an effort into maintaining and bettering my health, you fucking jackass. I go to the doctor to have my thyroid levels checked three times a year. I monitor my own blood pressure. I avoid alcohol and drugs. I exercise. I eat a reasonably healthy though not perfect diet. I do not consume entire pizzas, cakes, pies, buckets of fried chicken, or any other excessive amount of food in one sitting. And yet, here I am, fat and all.

I am not playing the victim (another tired argument that hateful asshats like to throw around.) In fact, the day I decided to stop hating and berating myself is the day I stopped playing the victim.

Once again, I do not give a flying shit whether you or any other dudebro or privileged Number 12 who believes its her right to insult people for not having the Vogue standard body type considers me attractive. I’m not trying to win any fucking beauty or popularity contest. However, my right to be treated with common decency is not contingent upon you finding me fuckable.

The belief that people who are not deemed attractive are deserving of scorn and derision is what I am protesting. This kind of thinking is poisonous and cannot be allowed to go unchecked. People’s lives are destroyed by this variety of hate. Some commit suicide, others hide themselves away, fearing the derision that awaits them should they try to venture into society.

People are being denied proper health care due to this kind of thinking because doctors want to blame fat on everything, which is lazy medicine. People of all sizes are hurt by this faulty logic, because by assuming that all thin people are healthy, potentially dangerous conditions that they may be experiencing are missed as well.

I am not begging you to tell me that I’m pretty. I am demanding that the bullying and stereotyping cease.

~Cie~

Mad as hell and not taking any more abuse

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The Dudebros are Killing Facebook

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This is a response to a well-written post by Donny Gamble regarding why Facebook is going the way of My Space.

I don’t think the problem is the fact that Mom shares her favorite songs or baby pictures or such. I think the problem is the overtone of nastiness that pervades Facebook of late. People devote entire pages to posting pictures of those they deem unattractive for the sole purpose of mocking these people. Facebook also doesn’t seem to follow their own policies. They allow horrible pictures and pages to remain intact, but delete very quickly anything that’s harmless but a bit bawdy. I would be far more concerned about the potential for my kids to see an animal being tortured than someone exposing his butt crack for a laugh.
I am an admin for several pages on Facebook: one is an animal rescue page, one is a page for mental health related issues and humor, one is an online “radio station” where we admins share our favorite songs. I can’t even muster the energy to go to Facebook to tend to those any more.
I think the overall stress of dealing with a snarky, junior high atmosphere is what’s killing Facebook, not the fact that moms want to share pictures of their kids or exchange recipes or what have you.

To expand on this comment, the Dudebros are turning Facebook into Reddit, and nobody wants to hang around in Dudebroville. I have enough real-world problems. I left junior high almost forty years ago. I have no desire to go back there.

It’s depressing how many grown people act like snotty junior high age kids whose parents didn’t bother to teach them right from wrong.

More than anything else, allowing the Dudebros to take over is what is doing Facebook in.

Dancing Like No-One’s Watching

I always wonder why some people seem to see it as a personal crusade to shame others into stopping themselves from having a good time.

What difference does it make if a person doesn’t look like an airbrushed fashion model, or a professional, choreographed dancer?

What difference does it make if someone doesn’t sound like a professional musician?

If being cruel is the only way a person can make themselves feel big, then they are truly the smallest and pettiest of souls.

Being cruel isn’t cool, it’s ugly.

Too many ugly people have stopped far too many from expressing themselves and enjoying life.

I think this is the worst kind of tragedy.

So You’re “Concerned” About My Size

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Losing Weight? That May Not Mean You’re Any Healthier

A provocative new study examines whether you can be fit and fat at the same time.

The people who claim to be “concerned about the health” of larger people are full of it. What they are really concerned about is wanting everybody to look a certain way. This study is not particularly ground-breaking. People participating in Health At Every Size have known for years that focusing on actual health, not weight loss, is the key, and that adopting healthier habits will make you healthier, regardless of weight loss.

There are individual differences in the health of every human being, regardless of size or fitness level. However, there are no significant differences in healthy people of whatever size, be they small, large, or somewhere in between.

There may be certain types of health risks that are more intrinsic to larger bodies, but there are also certain health risks that come with slender bodies. A slim person is more prone to osteoporosis than a heavy one, but they are not assumed to be eating too little or admonished to gain weight in order to avoid osteoporosis. Larger people are always assumed to be shoveling in gallons of food every hour, when in reality, this is not the case. The assumption that  larger people are always lazy gluttons is untrue. A person’s body type is multifactoral.

We all die someday. Berating people for having a body that tends to hold onto adipose tissue is unkind and unnecessary. Just because we have deemed a person unattractive does not give us the right to make their lives miserable. People need to stop using “health” as an excuse to belittle larger people, when the truth is, nobody gives a rip about anyone else’s “health,” only their lack of being fashionably thin.

~The Cheese~

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On Internet Trolls

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This is a comment I made in response to this post at Psych Central regarding people who make deliberately nasty and inflammatory comments.

There are some truly horrible, miserable people out there who love making others feel bad. When I first started blogging, even though I was in my forties, I was all starry-eyed and hopeful that I would find like-minded sorts who would enjoy my offbeat writing and might find me interesting as well. I thought I could enlighten people about the fact that we who live with mental illness are really just people with a few added challenges.
That was seven years ago. These days I am part of a couple of team blogs and we do not allow search engines to find our blogs. We moderate comments. We are far more leery of putting ourselves out there. We all discovered the hard way about the truly awful people.
Really, they are just cowards. But unless one has a self-esteem of steel, which most of us don’t, they can really tear a person down. It’s a pity anyone has to behave so awfully.

~Rose~