Battle of the Bulge
Last week marked end of the quarter week, with all its projects and papers due. Now that spring quarter is officially over and summer looms careless and course-free, I’ll be updating with greater Fiberall-like regularity.
For those of you with cable television, TLC had been advertising the show Big Medicine for the past couple weeks. It airs tonight at 9 p.m. eastern time. The commercials feature a bevy of morbidly obese people in their underwear in shadowed lighting so you can’t see their faces, all lamenting how being fat is the absolute worst existence in the world.
The show follows the personal stories of the severely obese who turn to Houston’s Methodist Weight Management Center as a life-changing last resort. At the heart of the operation is passionate father and son surgeon team Robert and Garth Davis, a pair who have dedicated their professional lives to raising awareness about obesity.
From the show’s blurb:
Often as gripping as the patient stories is the colorful relationship between this father and son team where old school meets new school head on… Despite these differences, the pair unites in the operating room to fight a common enemy and change lives forever.
This last line reminds me of a poster I saw while shopping the other day. A new boot camp-like fitness center is opening in a nearby shopping center, run by a man who can only be described as the love child of Rambo and Jenny Craig. “Defeat fat,” the poster declared.
In 2004, then U.S. Surgeon General Richard Carmona declared a “war” on obesity.
“As we look to the future and where childhood obesity will be in 20 years … it is every bit as threatening to us as is the terrorist threat we face today. It is the threat from within.”
Defeat fat… Common enemy… Terrorist threat… C’mon. This isn’t some communist country or radical 9/11-inspired terrorists we’re talking about here. We’re talking about our bodies. Instead of My Body Myself, we’ve gone to My Body, My Enemy.
Those with eating disorders often describe feeling alienated or disconnected from their bodies. Anorectics and bulimics, like all addicts, are masters at seeking external solutions to internal sources of emptiness and distress. Bodies becomes the enemy, something foreign to be subordinated, tamed and perfected.
The language amongst the eating disordered and these self-proclaimed soldiers against obesity is no different: it doesn’t address the underlying reasons for why someone is obese. Fixing the outside rarely fixes the inside, a point that was lost on me for many years. Like the eating disordered, many obese people suffer under the delusion that always accompanies obsession, which is to view the object of desire as the solution rather than part of the problem.
Instead of seeing our body as the “enemy,” perhaps we should make peace with it, regardless its size.
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