Leftist commentary from a mouthy bitch
The Guardian UK has a profile on Meme Roth, who some of you may know from her appearances on the cable news networks telling us we’re all going to die from fat.
The profile brings up two very problematic things:
Thing the first is that she likens eating poorly to rape. Yeah, because some rapists use the defense that their victims gain pleasure from what happens to them, rape is exactly like eating an Oreo.
I’ll just let that sink in.
Minimizing the severity of rape, believing that fat people don’t deserve to be treated like people? Jesus, all she has to do is state that Feminism is dead and I could hate her more than Bill O’Reilly. Holy fucking shit. Really? Eating junkfood is like being raped? Really? Has it ever occurred to you that words have meanings that we as a society have agreed upon, and nowhere in the definition of rape does it include “pleasurable, enjoyable sensation.” Dismissive, uncaring and fucking hateful. Wow.
Thing the second is, when the reporter asks her about her own eating habits, she becomes evasive. When the reporter does goad her into answering, she delivers a litany of food avoidant behaviors that would do any eating disorder sufferer proud. I’ll let the interview speak for itself:
“What does Roth do? When I ask her if she’s ever been anorexic, she gasps: “No! I’ve never even been on a diet!” So I ask her what she eats in an average day. On this, Roth is reticent. She now runs a private nutrition counselling business, she says, and because of that, “I don’t spend a ton of time telling people what I do personally. What works for me may not work for other people.”
That’s fine, I say, but just as an example?
“I eat beans like nobody’s business,” she says hurriedly. “I eat more black beans than anyone else I know.”
I try to pin her down to something more specific. Let’s just do a sample day, I say. What about breakfast? Roth grimaces. “I hate to say this, because I think it’s counter to what most people should do, but I never in my whole life have enjoyed breakfast. For me, it doesn’t work as well as other things.”
Right, I say. So how about lunch?
She squirms visibly. “You’re taking me where I don’t want to go … What works for me doesn’t work for a lot of people.”
Well, you’ve said that, I insist, so taking that into account: lunch? Roth hesitates. “I discovered when I was in college that I work best when I get a workout in and eat after that. Sometimes I’ll delay when I eat until I get a workout in. But I don’t let a whole day go by without running four miles.”
OK, I go on, but supposing you couldn’t work out until four o’clock in the afternoon – would you not eat until after that?
I look at my watch. It’s 3.30pm. Alarm bells start to ring in my head. How about today, I ask. Have you eaten at all today?
Roth is a little quiet.
“No,” she says.
There is a pause.
“But I feel great!”
Food avoidant behavior, only eating specific foods, and compulsive exercising. Yeah, that doesn’t sound like anyone I KNOW, er, was. Not in the least.
While part of me still hates Meme Roth for the bile and evil she is spreading, part of me wants to tell her that it will be ok and her family will still love her if she eats. Granted, given the bile she spews about her own parents, I can totally understand why she’d have trouble believing that.