After 32 years of knowing my father, he suddenly released his inner shitlord. I learned quite a few things. A few days ago, I visited my 65-year old father and we sat on his balcony for hours, drinking wine and talking about everything. It's something special for me, our relationship really started to blossom only a few years ago and I'm happy to see that we both didn't stop learning things. When he was young, my father was absolutely fit. He had a black belt in Karate and Judo, played soccer and trained soccer teams. Some time ago, he had his first bout of gout and got diagnosed with thrombocytosis. It's basically cancer, but "luckily" a form which doesn't metastasize and can be controlled with medication quite well, considering. Even more reasons to be glad about our improving relationship. Back to to the balcony; we sat there and I told him about my obese coworker and how his fat rules over every bit of his life and the lives of persons in contact with him. All of a sudden, my father switched to ultimate shitlord mode and let all his disgust for fat people out at once. He's completely oblivious to the depths of the internet, but he sounded like he ate FPH for breakfast. How disgustingly lazy fat people were, how atrocious they smelled, how warped their perception was, how they laid on the shoulders of society, how they ruined a feat of evolution with their uncontrolled impulsivity, how they failed to walk 100 meters and still call themselves perfect, how disgustig panniculi and fat asses and rolls looked and how much of a health problem they are, how LESS of a human a fat person was because he failed at doing basic human things, how they still wobbled to McDonald's and didn't think they had a problem when they couldn't see their feet anymore. He went on with several examples from his working life. He was working with children from problematic families and had seen it all, 7-year old alcoholics and smokers, and of course, morbidly obese children. Parents thought it was okay to pack their first-graders THREE breakfasts because "they were so hungry". My father initialized nutrition classes at school which were successful UNTIL those fat parents had to change their habits in order to help their children. Everything he said came full circle now, and I thought about how often FPH comes to the same conclusion. We're no insane sociopaths, we're critical, conclusive people who fear for their species if things go on like they do. Aversion to obesity isn't a phenomenon confined to the borders of an unloved subforum which has to be banned in order to fix the problem, it has become the only way to openly resist this freaky mindset of HAES and the likes. Fuck, I know because I once sat right at BMI 30.0, and it was the most horrible time of my life. My father was unable to reach me back then, I refused to give in to the fact that I was on the wrong path. It's the same with all of those fat activists, but they're much farther down on the path south. It was great to hear very FPH-esque things where I didn't really expect them. We're not the ones completely out of our minds.