tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post5566652588334865955..comments2023-03-23T22:49:25.392-07:00Comments on Ecuador, Colombia... And Adventures Beyond!: When five men called me fatRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13063021047635323489noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-361083981965104632010-08-19T12:36:02.132-07:002010-08-19T12:36:02.132-07:00Of course you aren't fat, Rosita! And I know t...Of course you aren't fat, Rosita! And I know that you know that. Chalk it up to silly, half-baked "man time" jeering. Not always appropriate, not always nice, but you'll find it everywhere. You're correct, the "fat" label is not socially acceptable. But the irony amuses some people . . . probably every single one of us knows a rather large individual nicknamed "Tiny." And I was called "Tubby" for years by musicians in the Midwest (still am), and you know how big I'm not.<br /><br />:)Mark Powershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10048758227320965500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-18408405524240936772010-08-14T06:12:15.400-07:002010-08-14T06:12:15.400-07:00I'm not sure I followed your reason throughout...I'm not sure I followed your reason throughout the entire post, but here are my two cents:<br /><br />1. There's a huge difference between acknowledge that someone is "different" (from "white", "male", "Protestant", "skinny", "rich"), and taking advantage of him/her and disrespecting him/her because of that. What these guys did was to "joke" during their "man time" (... I'm still speechless by that term, btw) about you. In my book, that's called patronizing. For the same reason, so many people refuse to believe that working poor class not only exist, but constitute the largest percent of poor population in some capitalist countries.<br /><br />2. These guys were, IMHO, unworthy of your time and effort in the form of a friendly chat. Even your voice sounds broken (to me) in the short video you posted. Some ignorance should be addressed, not merely forgiven.<br /><br />3. (Perhaps rephrasing #1) There's really no reason why would anyone try and hurt, rather than help, "different" people. In this case, you were "fat" because you weren't "them". And I kindda want to kick them for making you question yourself.<br /><br />4. As if it needs to be repeated, you, my dear, aren't fat. You're a stunning human being which was graced with a stunning body.<br /><br />5. You were affected by their disrespectful words because you are human. Not because they were true.<br /><br />That's how I see things, Miss Rose.<br /><br />Love,<br />ShirShirhttp://acaritas.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-23881464174106242772010-08-11T20:11:02.709-07:002010-08-11T20:11:02.709-07:00"Never date a man I meet in the summer"...."Never date a man I meet in the summer".... hmmm... cutting your chances a bit there, Rose :)Stevehttp://www.thesavagefiles.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-57726683333566959952010-08-11T11:28:30.321-07:002010-08-11T11:28:30.321-07:00Thanks, Douggie! (or should I say, FF???)
Your po...Thanks, Douggie! (or should I say, FF???)<br />Your post made me laugh. It was absolutely true that they only made the jokes because of the obvious, supreme absurdity. I weigh about 300 pounds too little for the jokes to have made any sense at all.<br /><br />I wouldn't say that it "got to me," but that I was surprised to see that the comments still rubbed me the wrong way and made me pause and think.<br /><br />*** I only wonder how many times they'd thought these comments in the past toward fat women but never had a chance to say them aloud. *** THIS is what concerns me.<br /><br />You're also right - us Reding cousins ARE gorgeous! Thanks to good blood! (The men ain't half bad either :)<br /><br />I don't remember you looking like a FF. I'll let you know the next time I see you.<br />Love you, and lol - <br />Miss RoseRosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13063021047635323489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-63024342303401586262010-08-11T11:00:47.821-07:002010-08-11T11:00:47.821-07:00Hey Cuz...
Rose, I am offended. You are not fat....Hey Cuz...<br /><br />Rose, I am offended. You are not fat. *I* am fat. Not only am I fat, I am a *FF*. (Fat F****r.) I have worked hard for this blubber. When a skinny person gets called fat, it offends me because of all of the hard work I have done to gain all of this lard. And I completely agree that it should be allowed to call fat people fat. In fact, I ask people to call me "FF" rather than calling me by my first name.<br /><br />OK, in all seriousness, those guys were probably just making "fat jokes" about you because A) they were stoned and B) they knew calling you "fat" was absurdly laughable. Imagine if you HAD been a 300 pounder, and your remark was "he thinks I'm too skinny". They probably would have joked about how rail thin you were and would have started offering you food. Perhaps telling you to quit exercising so much, etc. etc. <br /><br />Moral of the story, which you already know, is to not let it get to you. Like all of the female cousins on this side of the family you were blessed with a great body. Like all women who already have great figures, the only thing you or any of the female cousins on this side of the family could do to improve upon what they have naturally would be to lift weights, which you know because you've already done that. But you don't want to be TOO hot now.<br /><br />Hopefully I've helped to stoke your ego a bit. :)<br /><br />Love ya...<br /><br />DougDoug "FF" Redingnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-11418510653607669252010-08-11T03:56:04.397-07:002010-08-11T03:56:04.397-07:00Absolutely!
There is a fine distinction between g...Absolutely!<br /><br />There is a fine distinction between going on a date with a man I met while sensually salsa dancing with him and having a friend to call on a Friday afternoon who you know will be a fantastic dance partner for the evening.<br /><br />I've only spent time 1-on-1 with a guy I met salsa dancing twice... The first time was with an internationally renown dancer, and he made it clear that he wanted to have sex with me. I quickly escaped. <br />The second was local. <br />Even though we were doing a completely inert activity in the community, he STILL found a way to show me I could not trust him. What a bother.<br /><br />The evening we danced at the bachelorette party with Orlando and Freddy (and his friend) was an anomaly to my standard decision making - And I had a great time! I looked forward to hanging out with you guys, and justly so. The prior experience was not redeemed, but grabbing hummus and pita with you guys allowed me to at least loosen up about the whole thing. I'd certainly relive that experience!<br /><br />Cheers, and I DO look forward to seeing you on the dance floor! Remember - Bald is always sexy. Unless you forget to trim your nose hair. <br /><br />;) rRosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13063021047635323489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58740509974433254.post-19568166650030832622010-08-11T03:26:44.469-07:002010-08-11T03:26:44.469-07:00Hey, we met at a salsa gig, and you gave me your n...Hey, we met at a salsa gig, and you gave me your number...-ericknoreply@blogger.com