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Oooh, let me think…

Because actions have consequences, even on the Internet.

Because, by making a dumb pronouncement on the aforementioned Internet – as opposed to, say, shooting your gob off down the pub – significantly more people were made aware of it; ergo significantly more people came to the conclusion that you are a horse’s arse and decided to call you out on your twattery. 

Because you appear to mistake rudeness for honesty and personal opinion for irrefutable truth. Though I probably shouldn’t be surprised, given that you also define responding to the aforementioned dumb pronouncement in an irate or sarcastic manner as “crying”. 

Because we live in a highly toxic culture in which fat bodies are scorned and demonised in any number of ways on a daily, ongoing basis by everyone from restaurant reviewers to self-elected obesity experts to overzealous, nanny-stating local borough councils. Because the fashion industry in particular routinely excludes, discriminates against and short-changes fat people, making it clear by example what we cannot or ought not to be wearing. 

Because some fat people – i.e. the kind who challenged your dorkish diktat – recognise all of the above as the bogus, soul-sapping, discriminatory bollocks that it is and vociferously beg to differ, rather than internalising it and allowing it to diminish them. And because when some random, temporarily ex-fat bloke from the latter group tries to project his internalised self-hatred onto some politicised fat folk from the former, there will be a clash of ideologies.

(Why “temporarily ex-fat”? Because 95% of those who achieve weight loss through dieting and/or exercise, put it all back on with interest within five years. Why “projected self-hatred”? Because no one likes to bash fat people more more than an ex-fat person, Mr I-Used-To-Be-22-Stone. Since you’re slagging off your past and probable future self, one can only assume you feel you deserve it. I would say that’s a shame but I imagine you dislike being patronised as much as I do).

Lastly, you’ll probably notice that I’ve avoided bringing health into the equation. That’s because your initial comment had nothing to do with health and everything to do with aesthetics – as fat phobia always does. Nobody’s health rests on how cute they look in a sweater.