Fat Acceptance Movement / Fat Girlcows

I'm dying to know where J ended up landing a job. I can't imagine any place but a naive, feel-good non-profit or dreary quota-driven government social service program hiring this one, especially knowing what any savvy hiring manager and HR department would assume about someone like J from her appearance at the interview alone as well as what they would find after a quick look at her social media.

Godspeed to whomever is cramped in a shared workspace with stank J, her pronouns, and her copious, non-stop snacking 40 hours a week. Forget to use "they" more than once and prepare for mandated sensitivity training or litigation.
Also Jay can say she's gender neutral and whatever - but she's clearly an obese woman that doesn't wear bras and it shows and it is unsettling.
But how would you tell the ultra special snowflake that 'they' should wear a bra in the workplace for etiquette reasons ...


And Corissa is looking worse every day, not only her skin is horrible but she keeps gaining weight. I don't know how much longer her blogger career will survive - she's no longer a presentable kinda pretty fat/obese woman. Her last haul most of the clothes didn't fit as they should because she is just too fat. Her hair was greased and disgusting, showering is probably a harder task now and she do it less often. Who will want to watch that shit to get fashion and beauty tips?

She'll end up with only a few options of places to get clothes from and a smaller audience that can stomach her complains about how fatphobic the world is... doesn't look good.
 
I don't understand why her husband stays with her. Is he a closeted gay man? Is he being held hostage? Is he staying only for the kids? Like why would you stay married to that? I could see if she was super sweet and had an amazing personality but just happened to be obese. Or if she had the same terrible personality but was smoking hot. I'd at least understand it. But, she has literally no redeeming qualities and she is hideous. I just do not understand that man.

Most men, especially after a certain age, won't leave a marriage until they have another woman lined up to move in with and begin suitable domestic arrangements again, to begin with. They're too settled and far too lazy and complacent. Women are actually more likely to kick over the traces to just be single that married men are. You're also assuming this guy has standards or some ambition for a nicer life or woman. Many don't and living a settled, domesticated, lumpen life with some fat whining, midly mental harpy and some kids is kind of nothing more than they expect life to hand them. It's amazing how many people would rather live a life of miserable coupledom than face being single and independent. If I've met one moaning fat dude with little to offer chained to some moaning fat wife with equally little to recommend, both of whom clearly resent and loathe each other, and will tell complete strangers about this, I've met a thousand. They never do split until one of them gets an opportunity elsewhere and then it's usually a case of jumping straight into a similar domestic scenario, just with a new set of tits or dick and maybe or maybe not dragging a new set of kids into it too.

Also there's not that much unusual about a sexless (probably) marriage where people just tolerate each other and have no real impetus to change, better themselves or leave, because it's all too complicated, way too expensive to contemplate, and neither wants to actually be single again, in reality.
 
Most men, especially after a certain age, won't leave a marriage until they have another woman lined up to move in with and begin suitable domestic arrangements again, to begin with. They're too settled and far too lazy and complacent. Women are actually more likely to kick over the traces to just be single that married men are. You're also assuming this guy has standards or some ambition for a nicer life or woman. Many don't and living a settled, domesticated, lumpen life with some fat whining, midly mental harpy and some kids is kind of nothing more than they expect life to hand them. It's amazing how many people would rather live a life of miserable coupledom than face being single and independent. If I've met one moaning fat dude with little to offer chained to some moaning fat wife with equally little to recommend, both of whom clearly resent and loathe each other, and will tell complete strangers about this, I've met a thousand. They never do split until one of them gets an opportunity elsewhere and then it's usually a case of jumping straight into a similar domestic scenario, just with a new set of tits or dick and maybe or maybe not dragging a new set of kids into it too.

Also there's not that much unusual about a sexless (probably) marriage where people just tolerate each other and have no real impetus to change, better themselves or leave, because it's all too complicated, way too expensive to contemplate, and neither wants to actually be single again, in reality.
Pigfuckers deserve their misery.
 
I hope that school is the saving grace for Livid's kids (optimistic, I know). At least they live in the northwest Chicago burbs (Lake Zurich) where the public education opportunities are actually excellent. Perhaps they can learn to be normal and active through their friends and classmates and sports/extracurriculars and reject their embarrassing, disgusting mom. Tori is completely feral and receives no structured academics at that wretched free school, plus they live in Philly proper with many other genderspecials and freaks, so she's just fucked no matter what. Livid is definitely similar to Cecily, though, which is terrifying.

The only thing that may inhibit their ability to function normally in school and also in social situations is their helicopter mother. Anytime the girls are sent home with an assignment that triggers her "eating disorder", like nutrition, food groups, healthy eating etc. she calls the school and ensures their teacher gets reprimanded not only by her but their boss.

I've never been a teacher, but if that were happening to me from the mother of these 2 specific students, I would probably just naturally back off from spending any extra time with them and limit their involvement in activities having to do with those subjects. I mean jesus, she even reamed out their dance teacher for reassuring her daughter that there was nothing to be scared of in the dance class. I wish that teacher had enough common sense to just kick her out of the dance school then and there. Toxic bitch.

I also can't imagine LividLipids letting her kids come to their own conclusions about toxic friends they'll meet throughout their young lives. I'm sure the minute she hears anything negative come from the mouth of a child it'll be out the door for them. Her daughters are going to learn nothing. I mean she was even pissed at her own kids the other day for licking the icing off of gingerbread. I hope they grow up normal but it's so unlikely.
 
Slightly OT but I fucking hate this trend of referring to yourself or anyone else with just a letter. Like unless you're an MIB agent it's just so fucking reddit and gay.

Yes, it's dumb as hell.

I think her real name may be Juliana (that name lines up with J's age and the part of MA where she grew up), but of course I can't officially confirm that since people like her rarely reveal their dead names.

Edit: Oh wait, this does confirm it:
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Also Jay can say she's gender neutral and whatever - but she's clearly an obese woman that doesn't wear bras and it shows and it is unsettling.
But how would you tell the ultra special snowflake that 'they' should wear a bra in the workplace for etiquette reasons ...

That's why you don't employ them in the first place if you're smart.

And Corissa is looking worse every day, not only her skin is horrible but she keeps gaining weight. I don't know how much longer her blogger career will survive - she's no longer a presentable kinda pretty fat/obese woman. Her last haul most of the clothes didn't fit as they should because she is just too fat. Her hair was greased and disgusting, showering is probably a harder task now and she do it less often.

All since she shacked up with Generspecial Jay. Social contagion. It's a thing, like pets and their owners starting to resemble each other as the years go by.
 
That's why you don't employ them in the first place if you're smart.



All since she shacked up with Generspecial Jay. Social contagion. It's a thing, like pets and their owners starting to resemble each other as the years go by.

Yep and Corissa is so out of it that she made a joke of gaining weight since being with Jay. In the video with her sister she talks about and they both agree that is super normal; happy couples gain weight together.

I do like that Jay is trying to have a normal job, just a matter of time for her to rage or quit because her special needs are not being met.

Hopefully it'll be just as good as the time Corrissa went to doctor and was told to lose some weight if she wanted to live.
 
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More idiocy retweeted by J/Jay/Julianna the ComfyFat.

For what it's worth, this person is half-right: fatness is not a punishment. It's a consequence. Like when a very pale person goes to the beach in summer and forgets to coverup or wear sunblock, that person will get a bad sunburn. Sunburn is not a punishment for excessive sun exposure; it is a consequence of excessive sun exposure. If you neglect your oral hygiene your teeth will rot, but rotten teeth are not a punishment for bad oral hygiene; they're a consequence of it. Etc.
 
Ugh. But why?

How a Stock Photography Project Is Confronting Fat Bias

he co-working office Rebecca Alexander has chosen for her latest collection has all the hallmarks of good stock photography—minimalist space, clean lines, lack of bold colors. On this Saturday, she is walking around with a detailed list of shots of plus-size folks in a work environment, confident in her directives to the photographer. She knows what she wants.

A model named Hannah is leaning against a wall, phone in hand. “We need a powerful Hannah taking a call,” Alexander says. Hannah gives her best “in charge” face. “Great, now pretend you’re on a phone call that sucks. We owe it to the internet to give people a choice.”

Alexander is on a mission to diversify media. As the Portland-based founder of AllGo, an app for the plus community to rate the comfort and accessibility of public spaces, she is keenly aware of the lack of positive visibility for bigger bodies. Her project, the first free, exclusively plus-size stock photo library, is a small start in confronting America’s pervasive fat bias.

Some samples.
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Ugh. But why?

How a Stock Photography Project Is Confronting Fat Bias



Some samples.
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You know, when I think stock business photos I think of the sleek suits they're always in with the women's hair pulled back in a tight bun or ponytail and the men with just the right amount of stubble.

This looks like a pathetic Kansas community college photography class project and not professionals from Portland. At least dress them up like start-up CEO hipsters if you can't find good professional wear in their size.

Edit: the longer I look at it the more I can't get over that wrinkly polo collar. Iron the shirt!
 
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Love how these fatties are doing no work in the photos, just being blobs at the office.

One time I made the mistake of hiring a guy that looked like purple shirt dude. After training him for a week or so I felt OK leaving him around the office while I ran some errands. I came back from lunch one day to find the door locked but the open sign still flipped open. WTF? So I open the door and I'm overwhelmed by a sort of weird cologne mixed with like runny shit smell and bruh is in the bathroom just finishing up.

I ask him why he locked the door and he admitted that if anybody came in to rob the place he wouldn't be able to get up in time because it takes him a few minutes to heft himself off the toilet.

Don't hire death fats. They can't do the job.
 
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