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I'm not disgusted by fat folks nor do I view them with contempt. I don't notice them anymore than I notice the average person.
For some reason, I guess as an offshoot of the normal "I've learned about every disease known to man so I'm going to diagnose everyone I see with something", every time I see morbidly obese people I think about how miserable it would be to try and run a code on them, trying to heave them from the gurney onto the table, trying to do chest compressions, trying to flip them to check for occult blood, etc. That's when I look them and sigh. I think I might occasionally look at them when I'm enjoying my guilty fast food pleasure and think, wow, do your arteries really need that Big Mac? Otherwise, whatever. We all do things that are unhealthy. We all make poor choices. We're all going to die of something, so why not eat, drink and be merry until then? Make-up helps in the "be merry" department (to tie it back to the thread).
My God.
