Remember when America didn't think obesity was okay?  Remember back when it was normal for a gay man to lose weight after coming out instead of just oinking about how hot guys don't want to fuck ugly slobs?  The 1996 Fat Acceptance book Bodies Out Of Bounds does. The author of the respective chapter, Mosher, complains about it, how it's horrible that gay men care about their health.  Never mind that having an obese male population is a national security risk because, for all their pretense of being masculine, "bears" are too fat to be worth a damn as soldiers. How does victory feel, Mosher?  Was it worth to get men to fatten up and be lazy?  Are you happy now that everyone in America (especially lesbians, who don't even have a subpopulation with a "BBW with big tits and ass" fetish that straight men have) has a horrible dating pool at the very time that dating apps were invented?  Are you happy that the standards of gay men fucking in a bathroom in 1980--"be thin and white"--are now lambasted as too picky and "this is why you're single" by Reddit SJW soyboys?