To lurkers: Why we hate Lords, feel free to add on to.  To lurkers, here is why I "hate". I am tired of: -Paying for the same size seat/space/elbow room as anybody else on a plane/train/bus and having to be the one that sacrifices comfort, room, or even has to move from a seat I specifically picked out to accommodate someone that should have bought/reserved two seats in the first place because they are too big to fit in one, but doesn't care/apologize for inconveniencing others. -Having spiraling costs/debt incurred by "the system" that are specifically obesity related, from your simple uptick in diabetes/heart disease to every frickin thing in a medical center having to be redesigned to handle an 800 pound person.  -The number of handicap scooters you take up in a store that should be going to people that are actually handicapped. And yes, I know you are going to flaunt the handicap placard you connived a doctor into giving you. Sooo... next, -Having something completely within your control, and your complete lack of controlling it, being declared a "handicap" by too many doctors just to get you to shut up. -Seeing you give your damn (already overweight) toddlers order a frappuccino to start the day, knowing you are only compounding the epidemic. -Being told that because I eat in relative moderation and am helluva active, that I am "lucky", "blessed",  or "have good genes". No. It's "common sense" and "healthy lifestyle". -Knowing that if I'm in an accident, fire, or need urgent help, my chances of the next person to come along actually being able to help me are about 50/50 solely because of their weight/size and its effect on their capacity to do your normal helping hand tasks. -Using a chair after somebody that clearly is unable due to size to practice good hygiene. -Watching the same crap-science methods used by climate change skeptics of broadcasting the one "scientist" out of 1000 that says "healthy can be any size." No, it can't. If you can't go up a few flights of stairs without sweating like an air-conditioner on a summer day in Georgia, you ain't healthy. -Seeing somebody that just doesn't care anymore. Not even trying to eat healthier or exercising. Just a "f--k it and f--k anybody that has to suffer the consequences of me being a complete drain on society when I become immobile or suffer a life altering medical emergency". -Making it so guys can't figure out what the heck size to get when buying clothes for a female significant other, because size 6 now could be anything from a 1960's size 6 to an elephant. It's hard enough as it is! ;) Ok, have to stop now, back to the gym... pile on.