Conservatives Are Mocking “Woke” Rhetoric About Size, Race, and Gender Activism
They’re thick as flies on an abandoned McNugget: since Musk’s takeover of Twitter, these junk accounts have grown in size, number, and influence
Last week, I saw a bizarre tweet that said “obese” is the “new ’N’ word.”
I couldn’t believe anyone would say this, and even though I’m also known as …
I didn’t get that the tweet’s author, Anita B. Etin, was a parody account for a few minutes.
Then I thought, “Anita …” … groan.
But thousands of others didn’t make the same connection I did, even though others were consistently saying, “Don’t respond to it — it’s a parody — it’s not serious.”
Dr. “I need to be eating” the fat-positivity activist, tweets continuously, with the tweets being shown to hundreds of thousands of others; presumably among these — at least a few thousand living humans.
And, she is not alone. Whatever right-wing satire factory is behind this, they’ve created similar accounts for other groups who have asked for some respect and decent treatment in recent years.
So, let’s just talk about the Reverend “Ray Cist Man’s” account and description. I used to hear this type of talk when I was young. The stereotype among the typical middle-aged racist White person in Southern California was that a Black woman would be unmarried and have numerous children with different fathers, all of whom would be incarcerated. These words and attitudes fell out of people’s mouths as easily as rain falls from the sky. No matter what I (or my grandfather) did, unless we were extremely harsh, leaving absolutely no doubt that we did not accept racism, the statements, attitudes, and casually, happily racist behaviors continued.
Racism makes this type of person laugh. They think it’s funny. They regard others of different color, especially Black Americans, as not just lesser humans — a lot of these people think they’re not human at all.
This type of person can weigh well over 300 pounds and still laugh at “Anita B Etin’s” commentary.
It’s the same mentality as the “Men’s Rights Advocates” who troll all over the internet looking for any female who steps out of any of their stereotyped boxes for women to harm in any cowardly, anonymous little way they can.
A lot has been written recently about how the old legacy social media is dying. I think it is settling down into a niche activity. I see some friends who still seem omnipresent on social media. There’s little slowdown in the Instagram influencer game, and on Twitter, all the usual bad-acting suspects are enjoying a new renaissance, along with these new “parody” accounts mocking what these people see as political correctness.
It doesn’t occur to the White, right-wing people who think that Black people who complain of police violence or ongoing discrimination are somehow “racist” against them, the White people who do not know or associate with any Black people —
That they are really about as primitive as it gets in terms of any type of intelligence or ethics or decency or ability to get along with and live with others.
This is the bad tribe. These are the people from the cave that ate each other. They are the lowest, worst forms of humanity. They are too mean to be in the Knives Out family. Fredo from The Godfather has more ethics and guts than them.
What kind of retrograde, ignorant person thinks that “Anita B Etin’s” feeble mockery of people asking for basic human rights is funny?
Obesity costs women money on the job. It has a heavy cost in terms of health and quality of life, and the current science shows, it is anything but a matter of “willpower.”
The idea that fat people lack willpower is as current as the Gutenberg Bible.
75% of us are overweight or obese. It’s because our food system feeds us food that makes us that way: no matter how strictly we count calories or how hard we work out.
I’m not fat, and I eat anything I please: as long as it’s real food — and I’m strictly limiting animal foods right now. That’s my choice. And I not only have willpower, I call foul on these foul right-wing accounts that think people’s tragedy and misery is funny.
Get back in your cave and gnaw on your cousin’s femur, you troglodytes. I can’t wait for the day that humanity passes you by.