I once again need to

I once again need to preface my opinion with the fact that I am not a hateful moron. I know that there are genuine medical and genetic reasons for obesity. I know plenty of people who are overweight and I do not think less of them in the slightest bit. But America, you're fat and lazy. Like archaic monarchs, you lie around demanding entertainment and food. Being born with a normal, healthy body is a blessing; letting it go is shameful. Not to mention the health risks involved with being overweight. To me it is inconceivable to allow one's self to go. I am a creature of observance. I actually enjoy 12 hour wrestling tournaments because they allow me the sociological opportunity to analyze life. I have seen time after time a trend that I pray has reached it's climax. Overweight adults are not out of the ordinary, we gain as we age. But what I see in the teenage population is disheartening. We are repeatedly exposed to overweight, out-of-shape girls wearing clothing that they have no business placing on their frames. I am not advocating that these girls should have perfect bodies, on the contrary, we are what we are and I have a HUGE problem with the 'Glamour Media' our society has shoved down our throats. My concern is how scantily clad they are with their imperfections sitting out there for all to see. I cannot understand why these girls have no self-respect and do not realize that they do not look good in what they chose to wear. I dress to hide my imperfections not to accentuate them. I do not claim to have a perfect body, but when this 36 year-old mother of three looks better in a bikini than most teenage girls, there's a problem. Dennis Prager has an interesting theory on this subject. He believes the reason behind girls dressing in this manner has do with the erasure of gender identification. The feminist movement has come to far that women actually have to show their genitalia to be identified as female.

I try and remind myself that I am from the anorexic generation and perhaps my views are skewed, but when I see cheerleaders so fat that they cannot perform their necessary movements; or when they run the risk of splitting the seams on their uniforms if they take a deep breathe, I return to my original position.

Girls you need to know that half the joy of catching a guy is taunting them with the unknown. When you immediately start the game showing them your goodies, you're not enough of a challenge and they won't enjoy that hunt. You're more like the prostitute that they know will fulfill their immediate needs. If you want true love and respect out of a man, you will need to love and respect yourself first. My love for my husband and myself, drives me to exercise daily and eat healthy. He has kept me happy and 'till my dying day I will fight this battle and keep him interested in me. Set down the Cheetos and get off the couch, it's time to get moving!!

**Respect Life**

Posted by Stacy at January 21, 2005 10:26 AM | TrackBack