Over at Shakesville (points to the right sidebar) Liss has a great post up today that focuses on a recent British study in which 6 year old girls think that being skinny will make them more popular and happy. These girls, she says, are the ones who will grow up to be the 54% of women who would rather be hit by a truck than fat.
If you've never seen this video, give it a go right now. It's fabulous. There are other scary statistics in there as well, like
81% of ten-year-olds are afraid of being fat.
67% of women 15-64 withdraw from life-engaging activities like, giving an opinion, going to school, and going to the doctor because they feel badly about their looks.
In the U.S., as many as ten million (10,000,000) females are suffering from anorexia or bulimia. That’s more than are suffering from breast cancer."
That last one always staggers me. There are more women suffering from actual life-threatening eating disorders (y'know, something that will actually kill you, unlike fat), than the big pink monster, breast cancer. So sayeth Liss and I completely agree: We exist. And goddamn the world for pretending we
don't, so that little girls think the worst thing they could ever be is
Being me ain't so bad.
And it's not like I care whether anyone actively wants to be like me when she grows up; I do, however, care a lot that there are little girls whose greatest fear is being like me because they see it as a fate worse than death. And the reason I care about that is because some of them are going to look like me, whether they want to or not—and some of them are going to die trying to avoid that fate.