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The Fat Liberation Manifesto

1. WE believe that fat people are fully entitled to human respect and recognition.

2. WE are angry at mistreatment by commercial and sexist interests. These have exploited our bodies as objects of ridicule, thereby creating an immensely profitable market selling the false promise of avoidance of, or relief from, that ridicule.

3. WE see our struggle as allied with the struggles of other oppressed groups against classism, racism, sexism, ageism, financial exploitation, imperialism and the like.

4. WE demand equal rights for fat people in all aspects of life, as promised in the Constitution of the United States. We demand equal access to goods and services in the public domain, and an end to discrimination against us in the areas of employment, education, public facilities and health services.

5. WE single out as our special enemies the so-called “reducing” industries. These include diet clubs, reducing salons, fat farms, diet doctors, diet books, diet foods and food supplements, surgical procedures, appetite suppressants, drugs and gadgetry such as wraps and “reducing machines”.

WE demand that they take responsibility for their false claims, acknowledge that their products are harmful to the public health, and publish long-term studies proving any statistical efficacy of their products. We make this demand knowing that over 99% of all weight loss programs, when evaluated over a five-year period, fail utterly, and also knowing the extreme proven harmfulness of frequent large changes in weight.

6. WE repudiate the mystified “science” which falsely claims that we are unfit. It has both caused and upheld discrimination against us, in collusion with the financial interests of insurance companies, the fashion and garment industries, reducing industries, the food and drug industries, and the medical and psychiatric establishment.

7. WE refuse to be subjugated to the interests of our enemies. We fully intend to reclaim power over our bodies and our lives. We commit ourselves to pursue these goals together.


By Judy Freespirit and Aldebaran
November, 1973
Copyright The Fat Underground

Making Friends as an Adult: a Primer

I have a lot of unanswered questions on this Tumblr- they come in fast and furious and I don’t have time to get to them all. (My many thanks for your participation and your patience.)

One question I get quite frequently is “I just moved to a new city/started at a new school/got dumped- how do I make friends as an adult?” and this is a fantastic question, so I thought I’d write a quick primer on making friends as an adult.

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Dreaming of this crisp @clubw rosé to take the edge of this New York summer heat! #PineSalonSeries #savewaterdrinkwine 💧🌲|| ✨📷❤️: @andreapatriciaphoto caught me sneaking off with this bottle of the #Sauvetage after our dinner last week. #roséallday

I don’t like social media.

Can I go back to the days where artists collaborated and shared ideas in cafes, jazz clubs, and salons, and then returned to work and make work and make their living.

Social media doesn’t prove that someone’s living, only that they’re posting. That’s a pathetic substitution. I don’t have time for this. I don’t want to make time for it.

The work will still be here, still coming, but you don’t need my feed buzzing to know this.

Morning thoughts.

I got my hands on an advance copy of the most acclaimed debut novels of the year, “We Are Not Ourselves” by Matthew Thomas. It was, well… I’m man enough to admit that a few pages of my copy are literally warped from tears. I talked about it nonstop for a week and then made my wife read it. She said, “It can’t be as good as you’re saying.” Fifty pages in she was still skeptical and said, “I like it,” in a slightly cavalier tone, “but I think you just read it when you were in a weird mood.” 100 pages in, she disappeared into her room and began ignoring me and the children. When she finished it she found me in the kitchen. Her glasses were wet with tears. She hugged me and said, “Beautiful. So beautiful.” It is beautiful, we agree. It’s a story about a middle-class American woman and her family, struggling to find happiness. I don’t want to say too much and influence your reading, so let me just say, I love this story so much that I decided to start a book club to trick other people into reading it. I contacted the author and he agreed to do an online book-club chat with me. The idea is I’ll chat with him and ask him my questions and your questions, and we’ll all do an old-fashioned book salon (but online). We are going to do the book club/salon in early September, 2014 and the book comes out August 19th, so get a hardcopy, or an e-book, or reserve it at the library–and read it quick! I’ll post again with exact date and time for the salon.

Because nothing says “tanning fun” like “historic genocide”!

5 Ridiculously Offensive Ads That Somehow Got Approved

#5. A Tanning Salon Offers Native American Skin Tone for Thanksgiving

In a lead-up to Thanksgiving 2013, tanning salon Club Sun unveiled a Facebook ad for their upcoming special Thanksgiving deals, in which they honored the Native American people by “giving thanks” for their contribution to white American culture. What was that most important contribution? Our most prevalent staple, corn? The inspiration for our democratic government? This entire lovely continent? Nope: super sexy tans. Club Sun offered customers the opportunity to bake their skin until it reached that same delightful Native American color.

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I didn’t take any photos of this week’s comics club. Comics salon. The usual crew was there. Some new faces. I had everyone draw a horse from memory. And then we looked at photos of horses and when tracing the old drawings – made new drawings with better proportions. Photo reference is necessary sometimes. However, I encourage makers to then draw from their drawing made from a photo. Maybe even flip it. Draw the mirror image. And then flip it back. Either way – it was interesting that everyone drew the horse in profile standing or running to the left as a single drawing. And then we arranged them in a grid of four. Again all the horses - are facing left. Yet now as a set of four which reads 1,2,3,4 in left right zigzag fashion the running horses to the left looked odd. A simple flip - each image mirrored now - makes them run into the reading flow. I think, possibly, that when everyone was just drawing a drawing - not making a comic - they thought the drawing itself reads left to right - so everyone basically started with the head and neck and mane - the most characteristic element of the horse - the symbol of the horse. And that drawing READS left to right to us westerners. However when one plugs those four similar drawings into a sequence—it moves. Food for thought. Thanks for coming out. Pittsburgh! FS