Nicole Arbour's attempt at fat shaming



This was one of the internet’s shiny objects a little while ago and I didn’t hear about it until massive loads of construct outrage and yelling had been dumped on Ms. Arbour. I don’t know how many people blocked her, reported the video for spam, or as “offensive” to the PC guardians of social media. Doesn’t matter.

I watched about 20sec. of it when it was on the retweet and share radar. I didn’t watch the whole thing because I wasn’t impressed. I’ve been dealing with weight and weight-related issues for longer than Nicole has been alive. I put up with it as a child, and children are evil little shits to each other a lot of the time. I put up with it from arrogant, idiot coworkers who thought they were clever. I’ve put up with Bible shamers quoting verses and telling me about the Seven Deadly Sins. I’ve even put up with it from waiters overseas. I’ve heard it all, and from all. So an entertainer being blunt on the Yube isn’t going to make me throw away my fries.

With all that said, I agree with the substance. She’s right.

Nicole’s bedside manner sucks. But she’s right. America’s too large. It means lots of money for Big Pharma, doctors, nurses, pharmacists, restaurants, grocery and convenience stores, specialty clothing stores, and your undertaker. I’m one of those people who’s too big, so that’s how I dare say what I say here.

Nobody starts out fat, or obese. It’s a process…a process in how we got that way…a process in how we undo the damage. Our bodies and situations are all different. “Stop eating” isn’t useful as a method of ending obesity and returning to health. There’s a way to go about it and again, we’re not the same. So I want to encourage everyone to calm TF down and listen to what she has to say, and stop turning people in with little to no thought. Your solution is unique to you and you have to become motivated to work towards it.

Uncovering the masterpiece


self sculpturing The trouble with this particular type of sculpture is that the human body is not a rock or blob of clay. You progress so far and then hit plateaus where the more you strike the chisel the less material you remove. And it’s not always easy to break out of those situations. This is discouraging.Some people have made progress with “muscle confusion” or routine disruption programs such as P90X.

Whenever I have hit a plateau in weight loss I’ve wished I could maintain the weight but quit exercising for a while so that when I did resume, the weight loss would reengage. It seemed to work, at least in my head, but in practice I have ended up gaining weight because I didn’t come up with a way to manage the process. I think the answer is in reducing the activity while making adjustments to the diet.

I’ll have to work on this.

Cooking with Cottonseed Oil: Another Elevator in the Outhouse

I have to admit, I don’t always read labels like we all should. Sometimes I’m too busy or distracted. Doesn’t matter. I have to disconnect from whatever is occupying my attention and make the time. When I pick up some food packages I see in the list of

oils cottonseed, palm and palm kernel oils. I’ll deal with palm oil later. It’s the cottonseed oil that set off a “redder” alert for me. Over the years a voice has quietly tried to tell me that this oil shouldn’t be in my food. Again I haven’t been a good listener.

In talking with Mom I found out how we get from cotton boll to cotton seed to cottonseed cakes and cottonseed oil. Back in the day, workers picked the cotton; the cotton was taken to a gin; the seed was separated from the cotton; the cotton was baled and shipped; then the seed was sent to a cottonseed mill where the fun stuff happens. The process is not too much different now, except that many of those workers have been replaced with machines and magic cottonseed from Monsanto that is supposed to grow herbicide ready, pest-resistant plants. There is video of how that’s working out for farmers in India so we don’t need to get into that. People went to the cottonseed mill and bought oil and some of the mill stores gave cottonseed cakes to the kids. Well I’ve never been to a cottonseed mill and with what I’ve read on the stuff I won’t be going anytime soon.

We’ll skip stuff like pesticide residue in the oil and get to the really weird…Cottonseed oil contains Gossypol, which is under research as a male oral contraceptive.

Supposedly gossypol, which is a natural toxin in cottonseed oil, is removed from all commercially available oil. With all the food recalls for e-coli and other problems I have a hard time believing that the toxin is never present in the oil. This should raise more questions than I see being asked. How do we know the toxin, even if injested in trace amounts, doesn’t have a cumulative effect? How many men are being affected and don’t know it?

This oil is in more and more processed foods and is hard to get away from. The way to the solution is awareness. Read the labels. Try to find substitute products that you are willing to consume. Get the recipes and cook the stuff yourself. Consume more of the good oils to balance the amount of high-tech lard that you’re eating. One solution is for the bio-diesel companies and anyone wanting to make it themselves to switch from corn and/or sunflower oils to cottonseed oil. That way we can put the corn back in the cornbread.