Okay, I've wanted to node this for a while but I never got around to it. No time like the present, so here goes...
You've all been to Wal-Mart and I work there (Not for long, but at the present time, I work at Wal-mart). Unless you are completely oblivious, you know that there are always these cheap women's magazines at the front checkout and invariably they all promise some brand new grand scheme which will enable the reader to lose fat, gain muscle, and get sexy. The cover models on these magazines are "success stories" of women who lost 500 pounds!!! Every week there's a new success and a new diet.
Then there are the statistics. 95% of everyone who manages to lose weight in the first place gains it back and then some, and those are the ones who manage to lose the weight! Basically, if your ass is fat now, it's gonna be fat, and there's nothing that you can do about it. You can try, but you will fail.
Think of your fat ass as an evolutionary success story.
Anyhow, I'm sick of thousands of diets being thrown in my face on a daily basis. When people are fat, it's predominantly a genetic issue. Most of the skinny people I've met can eat any fat person under the table and never exercises to boot, so to those who think that being overweight is indicative of an unhealthy lifestyle (see sensitivity and fat people), go fuck yourselves. Yeah, in some cases, but not in the majority. And to those who are overweight because they do overeat, maybe that's just a product of being told not to eat for years and years and years. My best friend from childhood was always being put on a diet. We went to the same babysitter and after lunch, my little sister and I would always get some cookies or a candy bar or something, and my friend had to watch us eat it. Guess what? She's now 18 and the years of being deprived of candy have done absolutely no good because she's quite overweight. The only thing that her diets ever did for her was lower her opinion of herself and give her a guilt complex every time she eats something fatty. So what was the point?
My point is that we should all stop caring. I'm personally sick of reading how I should eat or what I should look like all the damn time, and I'm extremely sick of getting the urge to throw up every time I eat something that I feel I "shouldn't have". I'm actually sick of caring. Food tastes good, dammit, and if I want to have those cookies, I'm damn well going to eat them. Because tomorrow morning, no matter if I ate the cookies or not, I'm still going to look the same and still am going to be the same. It doesn't fucking matter.
And to everyone else who wants to lose weight/gain weight, whatever, throw your fucking scale away, and eat something dammit, because life is short, you only get one (supposedly), and you're going to have a fat ass. Get over it.
In response to some of the comments and followups to this writeup, I'm not advocating people to take up a life dedicated to obesity and unhealthiness, I'm just saying that for many people, weight is a number that is not necessarily an indicator of health and causes many people more angst than is necessary. If a person needs to have a barometer of their health, periodic body fat testing several times a year would fill this need and in a much more accurate manner. There have been studies that show that an "overweight" person who eats right and exercises moderately and maintains that weight is just as healthy as a "thin" person, perhaps more so since said thin person is possibly lulled into apathy by the low number on a scale and not as active and healthy as they should be. It is possible to have dangerously high body fat percentages on an underweight frame, while it is equally possible to have a very healthy range on an overweight one. However, obsession with any one number isn't going to solve anything for the vast majority, which was the entire point of this node.
For the record, I know what I'm talking about. I lost 30 pounds in three months and it's not coming back. That's because I just threw up dinner. Weight obsessions suck, yo.