I did some shitlording with the family last night A while ago, my dad was diagnosed as prediabetic after a lifetime of being fat. But don't worry, you guys, he promised to shape-up and reverse it before it was too late. Last night and less than 2 years later, he is now diagnosed as full blown diabetic. What I said to him when he told me the news: "Shocking -_-" He knows I like to read about health and fitness so he asked me what to do to reverse it. I said "Stop being fat." He did the mayo equivalent of a tee-hee and asked what sort of food to eat to do that and I said "Less." I brought the subject up again later and offered to explain the gory details. I went through how he has turned his blood into a corrosive syrup that is dragging barbed wire through his veins, destroying his nerves, overworking his heart, and building insulin resistence. I mentioned how most diabetics are non-compliant and overcompensate with insulin for the rest of their lives, decide that eating too much slightly-less-unhealthy food is sufficient, and think that the occasional waddle will fix it. I explained how these are fallacies and how he is going to lose his feet and then his eyes and kidneys if he carries on. Other highlights included when I pointed out that you can't expect to lose weight without feeling hungry or uncomfortable ever. I got to say "Just because you are hungry doesn't mean you mean food. You're overweight. You've had enough food" as well as "half arsed efforts like relying on insulin don't address the more fundamental problem in that you are treating your body like shit and it is rebelling." I also took the opportunity to rant about how a sugar tax doesn't shame fat people like we should and like we did smokers, how all the fat people are destroying the healthcare system, and fat consequences in general. But don't worry, you guys, he promised to shape-up and reverse it before it was too late. Can't remember where I heard that before. The best part is that he has this new diagnosis right before he is about to go to Europe for 6 weeks. He now has to do that on a carb-restrictive diet. Consequences, fucker! Anyway, the point I want to make here is that a lot of Tumblrites like to call us keyboard warriors who hide behind our screens. I want to make an example of the fact that I told my own father to his face like someone with self respect that he is a lazy, unmotivated, undisciplined fatty and that he was going to kill himself with thuh beetus unless he starts to take this seriously. Who is the real keyboard warrior?