Coming out of the fat closet
Since I am not in the habit of routinely jetting off to New York City to tape a national television show - yes, I know, hard to believe - I found myself in the rather awkward position of explaining to my currently-dieting editor and largely fat family why The Morning Show with Mike and Juliet wanted me on its program.
“Well, you see, uhh, I blog about fat rights…” You should have seen the look on my editor’s face. Luckily, he’s an awesome, progressive-minded guy who, in the three years I’ve worked for him, is no longer surprised by my eccentricities and all-around hippiness. Not to mention, he’s a very snappy dresser (Brandon, take a hint) and the best supervisor I’ve ever had.
It was like I was “coming out” as a fat rights activist and it felt vaguely uncomfortable, in a way declaring oneself to be a civil rights activist or feminist or even a gay rights activist - at the annual conference of Republican National Party, no less - never would. It was much like I imagine declaring one’s commitment to felling the rainforests to the Sierra Club or coming out as PeTA member at a cattle ranchers convention would be like.
I began my blog just more than a year ago, and while I am pretty transparent online, only a handful of Real Life People I know knew of my blog, namely my husband and my sister (who says I use too big of words for her to, like, understand and stuff - she’s in college to become a teacher, so help future generations). Both my family and my husband’s family knew I was in graduate school, but they knew little of my research or what it is I believe in or promote. And as the only democratic-leaning independent in a family of staunch Republicans, politics of any kind are topics best left untouched at family gatherings, no matter how firmly I believe Rush Limbaugh to be the love child of Mildred Lewis Rutherford and Nathaniel Bedford Forrest.
So, I was rather surprised today, to meet a Real Life Person who recognized me not from my blog, but from Big Fat Blog, which is, unarguably the quintessential of fat rights blogs. K works for a community paper covering news in some of the communities I also cover. We see each other on stories from time to time, and are pretty friendly. She’s about my same age and very personable, not to mention, she has the natural red hair I pay my stylist dearly for.
Oh, yes. And she’s thin.
K told me she recognized me in the photo Paul posted from the last Think Tank, and also saw clips from the morning show. “Wait,” I said. “You visit Big Fat Blog?”
“Oh yeah,” she replied. “I think it’s a neat movement.”
We didn’t have time to discuss it much - lots of people to network with and I had to vamoose for another appointment - but I would have loved to ask K what drew her to BFB or the movement in general. I realize there are thin people active in the movement, but most activists I know are inspired to act from personal experiences with sizeist discrimination - in short, they’re fat. Perhaps K was once fat or maybe she has loved ones who are fat. K’s editor is the same woman who gave me my journalistic break about seven or eight years ago by allowing me to freelance as a writer and photographer for the same paper. She’s considered super morbidly obese, and she and I often had talks about the ways in which fat people were treated badly and the unrealistic and hurtful stereotypes about fat people and us in particular. Perhaps K is also friendly with her editor and it is her that led K to BFB.
Then again, maybe K sees the movement for what it really is: a civil rights issue.
Do you regularly identify yourself as a fat rights activist? Why or why not. Or have you also had a “coming out” as either a fat rights activist or eating disorders activist? How has the experience been? Share your experiences below.
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