By Jody Worsham
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reserved for fried foods everywhere
FAT! We see it all the time, on the television, in
the dieting aisles, walking down the beach, in the mirror. We are bombarded with commercials selling the
latest FAT reducing pills, drinks, rubs, wraps.
Skinny Minnies are effortlessly walking, climbing, lifting, twisting, or
running on the latest torture contraptions released by the CIA. These devices are guaranteed to give you washboard
abs, a flat stomach, tight buttocks and endless trips to the chiropractor for
twenty-four easy payments of $19.99 and a 300 calorie diet. Our whole society has bought into the idea
that FAT is BAD.
I am here to
defend FAT. Think about it. In the culinary world fat makes the taste
buds happy, happy, happy as Phil would say.
Without fat, potatoes would taste like library paste, Julia Childs
couldn’t have named her book “The Joy of Cooking” and Paula Deen’s hair would
have been too big for her body. Fat is to humans what a fur coat is to people
in Miami. It makes a statement. It says “I have this and I am going to keep
it whether you like it or not.”
Fat keeps
whales from freezing in the Arctic waters.
Early man would have found himself unenlightened without bowls of fat to
burn and shed light on his cave drawings.
Insurance
companies should be giving discounts for an abundance of fat. Statistics show that people with an ample
supply of fat suffer fewer severe injuries from a fall than their skinny
counterparts who are lacking in padding and are more likely to suffer broken bones. Pirates carrying a hefty load of fat have
also been known to survive longer on a deserted island than their thin
shipmates.
In ancient
economic systems, if you were worth your weight in gold, wouldn’t you like to
be heavy on the scales? It just might
enable you to prevent foreclosure on that condo in Maui.
Without FAT
our vocabulary and literature would be sadly lacking. Who can forget fat lip, fat chance! fat bank
account, padded expense account, padded cell, and padded seats? Minnesota Fats, Fats Domino, Jabba the Hutt,
the Hulk might never have made it into our literature and onto the silver
screen had they been thin.
Great
artists from the Renaissance and Baroque periods honored fat in their paintings
and sculptures. Fat happy cherubs adorn
doorways and buildings. Rotund and amply
fed women were highly sought after as models.
A long legged, tall thin Barbie would never have made it as a model in
those days. Twiggy would have been
passed over as ugly, unattractive, and definitely too thin. No stick figures for the world’s greatest
artists.
Therefore,
let the world salute FAT! May it keep us
warm in winter, protect us when falling, bring us wealth when weighed, and
sustain us when marooned on deserted islands.
We thank you for flavoring our food, our language, our literature, and
our art.
Hippy! Hippy!
Hooray for FAT!
9 comments:
I'm reminded of a mess hall scene in M*A*S*H* where Radar asks one of his friends, "Are you gonna eat that fat?"
Ok, Jody, I am pasting this post on my refrigerator and a copy on my pantry door.
...and I'm really good at my fat cell collection, I'll give you that.
'Nother great post. I'm gonna become your newest follower.
Well just share all you want to. I had a LOT of people coming from your site. Thanks a bunch.
Love your post! I am a new follower....as soon as I can get back to dashboard and push the follow button.
You have a new baby and a three year old at 61? You are a brave woman!!!!! Good for you...and take your vitamins....and learn how to upload pictures...you're gonna' want to keep them forever! (just plug your camera into a usb port and click upload...then when on blogger when posting, click the picture icon (when you hover over it, it says insert picture)and click upload picture. I put mine on Picasa because it's easier to upload them from there...or at least faster. Or if you want to use real photos, scan them into your computer using your printer. You can upload them onto your blog from the folder it creates.
Now if we could only guide that fat to go in all the right places! Very clever!
Julie
Hey,my fat usually follows gravity but it often stops for a long visit on my theighs.
Hooray for fat!
Great essay, Jody, funny and factual too.
Now I can take pride in my Rubenesque stature.
@fishducky,
My grandfather used to scold my mother for letting me cut the fat off pork chops. Then he's snatch it off my plate and call it candy.
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