I will never forget the first abused, malnourished child I saw in hospital.  That day in 2008 is etched in my brain.  I deal with messed up people every day, but I take the fast elevator past the ED and L&D....  I will roll a land whale, and perhaps throw a smile whale their seeping wounds pay my bills... But to see a kid, a bystander, suffer for the folly of fat.  Safe spaces do not exist in that world; looking an abused child, edging death, in the eye could roll even a hard man dry.