Losing It With Jillian Michaels

Not everyone can combine body shaming, inaccurate information about health and fitness, and cultural incompetence – but Jillian Michaels sure can. A while ago some troll signed me up for Jillian Michael’s e-mail list.  I find it fascinatingly horrifying that she seems to have no professional ethics and will say absolutely anything for money and so I never unsubscribed, instead dumping her e-mails – all with the subject “Losing it with Jillian Michaels” – into a folder for future blogging.  Well, today is the day:

It will be no surprise to regular readers that I think Jillian Michaels is an abusive ego-maniac, who puts people in danger both on the abomination of a television show that made her famous, and in her subsequent solo work. Today I want to take a look at a few of the “greatest hits” from her “Losing it with Jillian Michaels” emails:

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Screenshot of E-mail  Subject: Want to Get Into Your Skinny Jeans?  Try These Moves. Body:  Tone Your Abs and legs With These Moves.  Are you battling the dreaded “muffin top?”  Trust me, some heart-pumping cardio is going to make a world of different in helping you burn off the fat. These three killer moves will really help you sculpt those trouble zones.

“Skinny jeans”?  No, I’ll just rock my fat jeans, thanks.

“Dreaded Muffin Top”? Jillian loves to use this kind panic-inducing body shaming language. to get her readers to hate their bodies so that they keep paying her money. This is, as my friend CJ Legare puts it, stealing people’s self-esteem so that she can cheapen it and sell it to us at a profit.

“Trust me.”  Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha. Good one Jillian, you might be dangerously incompetent, but at least you’re hilarious!

“Really help you sculpt those trouble zones”?  Say it with me, there’s no such thing as spot reducing, I started teaching aerobics in the early nineties and even then they told us that it was important to counteract the myth that you can “spot-sculpt” any part of the body. It’s 20 years later and Jillian doesn’t seem to have gotten the memo on this.

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E-mail subject:  What is Your idea of Beauty?  Body: Why “Perfection” Isn’t Perfect for You Do you pick yourself apart or wish you looked a certain way? Compared to airbrushed photos of beautiful celebrities, we’re always going to come up short.  Let go of unrealistic notions and focus on living a healthier life.

This would be hilarious if it weren’t so messed up.  First she’s trying to make us fear the “dreaded muffin top,” now she wants us to focus on health and love our “imperfect” body?  The most ridiculous thing though, is the picture of Jillian that accompanies this message:

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“Let go of unrealistic notions.” she said.  Maybe she can show us how it’s done by letting go of unrealistic Photoshopping.

Then there is the e-mail I noticed today:

Jillian Sumo Squat
Subject: Tone Your Legs With This Move  Body: Have you ever seen a sumo match?  These wrestlers may look funny (and flabby), but they’re actually powerhouses of strength and balance…You’ll probably never have to intimidate a competitor in the ring, but doing this sumo-inspired exercise will strengthen your inner and outer thighs.  Best of all, there’s no loincloth required.

First of all, this is hella disrespectful to Japanese Sumo culture.  No loincloth?  Wrestlers may look funny and flabby?  As long we we’re talking about words that start with F, I have one for Jillian.

Then there’s the “funny and flabby BUT strength and balance” mess. This “someone who looks like this” BUT “they are actually physically fit/talented etc.” is the language of stigma and stereotypes and, in this case, fatphobia. The wrestlers look “funny” to her because she’s culturally incompetent. The fact that she thinks that she needs to say that they are “flabby BUT they’re ACTUALLY powerhouses of strength and balance” tells you that Jillian holds certain stereotypes about fat people, and instead of using this opportunity to examine her appearance-based prejudices,  she’s creating a very specific exception so that she can hold onto her stereotypes.

I’m “Losing it with Jillian Michaels” alright – I’m losing any shred of respect, any lingering hope that she might become competent, and any patience or compassion that I might have had for her. I’m losing everything but the certainty that she will say absolutely anything for money and fame, and that she is hurting people and it no longer matters whether it’s because she’s delusional, incompetent, or she just doesn’t care.

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#ImFlattered Talks Back To Fashion Bashing

SmartGlamour, an NYC based size-inclusive clothing company, has created a campaign called #ImFlattered.  In the campaign women appear wearing clothing that they’ve been told is not “flattering” for them, holding signs with the words of the misguided people who confused these women’s bodies and clothing choices with their business (you can click on the pictures to enlarge them.)

Check out their page for more pictures, videos, and to shop their clothes from xs to 6x and up! I’ve been a card-carrying member of the f*ck flattering club for quite some time now, I thought that in honor of the #ImFlattered project, I would repost my thoughts about this:

A while ago on this blog I wrote about the issue of people who suggest that fat people are responsible for accommodating their size bigotry by wearing what they think we should wear.  You can read the whole post here.  It got a lot of positive reactions and some really strong reactions, both on the blog and around the internet where it got picked up, from people who said things like:

  • What’s wrong with wearing flattering clothes?
  • Why is it wrong to want to look my best?
  • I’m short and I prefer to wear heels because they make my legs look longer.
  • Some clothes look better on some bodies than others, that’s a fact.
  • I like to wear make-up so that my skin looks better and I feel more confident
  • I prefer to hide my rolls.
  • I like to wear shapewear to smooth out my stomach bumps

I said it in the original piece and I’ll say it again – people are allowed to wear what they want for whatever reason they want, including an attempt to get as much societal approval as possible, or to try to get as close as possible to the current stereotype of beauty.

I was not trying to tell people how to live or what to wear.  What I was suggesting was that it might be worth thinking about the social constructs that dictate what is “flattering.” Why do we, as a society, think that certain looks are better on certain bodies? Why is being seen as taller also seen as better (up to a certain point where women are seen as “too tall” and given suggestions on how to not appear less tall.)  Why are long legs “better” than short legs? What’s wrong with rolls and cellulite?  How do racism, sexism, ableism, ageism sizeism and homophobia play into our ideas of “flattering.”  Why do we, as a society, value clear skin – even if the make-up we wear to give the appearance of clear skin causes breakouts and ultimately skin damage.  Why does “looking our best” mean working toward being as close as possible to a single stereotype of beauty. How does access to clothing that we like/that fits play into this?

In short, why do we believe that looking our best means spending our time, money, and energy making our bodies look different through what amounts to a series of optical illusions?  Why can’t we learn to perceive beauty in every body instead of trying to make every body fit a single perception of beauty.

Again, I’m not saying it’s wrong to do these things – I’m suggesting we consider the roots of why we do them, and decide if we feel like that’s ok, which is a decision each of us gets to make.  Then what’s important is to be able to make our choices while not trying to push our ideas onto other people, or judge them through our lens.

As I said in my piece “F*ck Flattering” – you get to dress how you want for whatever reason you choose.  You can pick clothes because you like them, because you think they will gain social approval for you, because they highlight your shape, because they disguise your shape, because your significant other likes them, because your mom hates them, because you think they are flattering, because you think they are unflattering, or for any other reason.  It’s your body and they are your clothes and you are the boss of your underpants and also the boss of your regular pants.

Something that we are not often told is that we do have the option to throw off our jacket and give flattering the finger with our arm fat waving unrestricted in our tank tops, our breasts comfortable in a bra that neither lifts nor separates (or no bra at all), our skirt showing every roll of our stomachs, and our leggings showing every dimple of cellulite on our thighs.  We should all have access to clothes that we like. We get to choose how we dress our bodies and why, we can choose to wear things that are flattering by some definition of flattering or not.  But no matter what we choose, I think it’s important to remember that we do not owe anybody flattering by any definition, and nobody owes it to us.

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Amazon Says “Stick a Fork In Him, He’s Fat”

Say Something SundayFor today’s Say Something Sunday post I want to talk about activism that reader Wendy Dirks recently engaged in (and gave me permission to share with you.) Wendy e-mailed me about an advertisement she saw from Amazon [linked provided, but trigger warning for fat hate]

http://www.advertolog.com/amazon/adverts/yoga-20911555/ The video is of a yoga class made up of women and one larger-bodied guy.  One of the women sees the man in Balasana pose (I think – I’m not a Yoga expert so correct me if I’m wrong…) she stares at him, and then a hand and wrist come into the frame holding a meat thermometer which then LITERALLY POKES THE FAT MAN.  In the next frame the fat man is replaced by a turkey which is then impaled with the meat thermometer and we find that all of the proceeding fat shaming was in the service of selling the Amazon app that would allow this woman to think about needing a meat thermometer and then buy one  using Amazon’s app.

Wendy e-mailed me:

I thought it was going to be something romantic – then, when the meat thermometer appeared, I was gobsmacked and burst out, “What the fuck is that!”

I am about to write to Amazon. Everyone should write to Amazon.

Wendy wrote a truly excellent letter:

Dear Customer Service:

If you check your records, you will find that I have been a customer of yours for many years and that I shop with you regularly. Last night I was watching the Newcastle United vs Manchester United football match when this advert came on: http://www.advertolog.com/amazon/adverts/yoga-20911555/.

At first I thought it was going to be something cute and romantic, like fat lad gets the lass. Then I watched as she imagined sticking a meat thermometer into him. Fat man as fat roasted meat. I cannot begin to tell you how offensive I found this. So many things were so incredibly wrong with this advert.

First of all, men do yoga. He was the only man in the class. Fat people do yoga. He was the only fat person in the class. If you doubt this, let me tell you that although I am a woman, I am fat woman who been practicing yoga for almost 30 years. Please have a look at this video, which is a lot closer to reality.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnkG8U5WCwY&feature=youtu.be

Or perhaps you need to see fat men doing yoga. Here’s a fat male yoga teacher.

http://buddhabodyyoganyc.com

We don’t need to apologise for ourselves in yoga classes and we certainly don’t need to have somebody broadcast adverts that compare us to fat juicy roast chickens. In fact, we don’t have to apologise for our existence at all. How many of your customers do you think are fat? We’re supposed to be the fattest nation in Europe. I would to guess that you have a lot of fat customers. Do you really want to alienate them that way? Our money is just as valuable as that of thin people.

I look forward to your response.

Dr Wendy Dirks

 

That’s how it’s done!  Maybe you change the world, and maybe you don’t.  Too often we don’t engage in activism because we’re afraid that we won’t be perfect or that it won’t be enough to create change.  But perfection isn’t the goal – taking action is. The outcome isn’t within our control, all we can control is what we do.  Nobody is obligated to engage in activism, but everyone is welcome to engage in whatever way works for them – from posting something fat positive on Social Media to going to a protest.

If you’re thinking about justifying this, or saying that it’s no big deal, or not worth fighting, I welcome you to check out this post. The fact is, that people can make engaging and interesting ads that do not, in any way, involve cheap fat jokes.  (And if they can’t then they should seek employment elsewhere.)

If you’d like to let Amazon know how you feel, you can e-mail them at complaints@amazon.co.uk  you can also contact Rattling Stick advertising agency, who created the ad, at info@rattlingstick.com

If you have activism that you’ve engaged in that you’d like to tell me about, feel free to leave it in the comments or e-mail me at ragen@danceswithfat.org

 

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If You Really Loved Your Body…

Bullshit FairyOne of the most often used, and poorly constructed, arguments leveled against those of us who do Size Acceptance Activism, is that if we really loved our bodies we wouldn’t need to do activism, and we wouldn’t be “so angry,” because we would “be at peace with ourselves.”

As a fat person I receive mistreatment at the hands of everyone from the government to strangers that I meet, I hear stories from readers all the time who tell me about abhorrent treatment from their jobs, their families and friends, their doctors and it makes me very, very angry. That doesn’t mean that I’m not happy – I’m happy about a great many things, and I’m perfectly capable of holding happiness for some things and anger for others at the same time.

To suggest that my anger with the way I’m treated indicates that I am “not at peace with myself” makes it seem to me that we should stop the logic train because we’ve had a passenger fall off.  I’m at peace with myself – I’m at war with a large part of the world, and not of my choosing.  Perhaps you’ve heard of the “war on obesity?”  That war is against me, and my body. That war tries to convince people (including me) that I, and everyone who looks like me, should be eradicated based on the shaky assumption that it will save society money (as if it’s ok to suggest that a group should be eradicated in order to save society some money.) Each of us gets to choose how we deal with our oppression – nobody is obligated to react to this with anger, but anger is certainly a valid response.

Not only am I at peace with myself, I’m at peace with myself despite the fact that I’m being constantly given the message that the way I look is proof that I’m a bad person who deserves shame, stigma and oppression.  It is that peace that makes me want to fight for my body and my rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness which includes the right to exist in a fat body without having the government wage war on me for how I look. It’s my love for my own body that drives the anger.

Let’s try this – Imagine that you have a best friend, and every single day that best friend is bullied, shamed, stigmatized.  If you become angry about the way your friend is treated, it doesn’t mean that you don’t have a good relationship with your friend, it means that you are justifiably angry at their mistreatment.

I spend a lot of time smiling politely and asking people if they wouldn’t mind not oppressing me.  I don’t begrudge that and I don’t apologize for it – it’s effective, it gives people the benefit of the doubt (that perhaps they weren’t aware of the consequences of their actions,) and it’s reasonably pleasant.  That doesn’t mean that I’m always obligated to do that, nor does it indicate that I’m not angry at a society that condones the behavior and the social constructs that support the behavior.  That anger is because I love my body, because I’m at peace with myself, and I’d like some peace with the outside world.

To try to characterized the anger of people who are oppressed as a sign of deficiency in our relationships with ourselves is dangerously (and I think often purposefully) dis-empowering – it suggests that to prove that we are happy with ourselves we must not speak out against our mistreatment (not to mention the serious issues with having some obligation to prove anything to anyone about how we feel about ourselves in the first place.) That’s flat out wrong – it’s way out of line, and, perhaps not surprisingly, it makes me very, very angry.

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They Want Fat People To Eat Poop Now

You Cannot Be SeriousElaine Yu, an assistant professor and clinical researcher at Massachusetts General Hospital, will be conducting a clinical trial to see if taking pills containing the freeze dried fecal matter of thin people will make fat people thin.  If you’re thinking “How the everlovingcrap did this happen?”  let me assure you, you are not alone.

Here is how the everlovingcrap this happened:

A series of studies (of mice and humans) found that thin and fat subjects had differences in their gut microbes. Then in a 2013 study, microbes were taken from four sets of human twins. In each set of twins, one was thin and one was fat.  Those microbes were then transplanted into mice.  Those mice who received microbes from the fat twin gained weight regardless of which of three diets they were fed (my favorite part of this study may be the use of the phrase “mouse chow” but that’s obviously beside the point.)

Fecal transplants have been found to a legitimate, and very helpful, treatment to help people with bacterial infections, and the freeze-dried poo pill technology was developed as a way to facilitate these transplants. So now Professor Yu is going to give 20 fat people 6 weekly doses of poop pills (far fewer than in the bacterial infection studies where subjects were given 15 pills a day for 2 days), then track their weight at 3, 6,  and 12 months, telling subjects not to make changes to their eating and exercise habits (obviously, that’s difficult to determine, and I imagine that knowing that you are ingesting poo might have an effect on appetite – I know that researching ingesting poo did for me.)

Let’s talk about the issues with this:

The research upon which this  study rests is all correlational, with all  the inherent issues and weaknesses. There’s a lot we don’t know about gut microbes. According to Yu “we have no idea what the result will be.” That creates risk, since according to Dr. Elizabeth Hohmann – who did the research on bacterial infection and freeze-dried fecal matter -“There’s always the possibility that unknown infectious agents could be transmitted this way, we screen these people to be as healthy as we can determine in 2014, but who knows?”

This risk is even riskier when you consider that even if it makes fat people thinner, we have no way to know if it will make them healthier.   The entire thing is based upon the untested hypothesis that making fat people thinner (though a gut microbe transplant or some other reason) will make us healthier.  The keywords here being untested hypothesis. There is no study of fat people who have maintained long-term weight loss compared to those who stay fat, or compared to those who practice Health at Every Size to show that weight loss makes people healthier, the research simply doesn’t exist.

Consider this:  male pattern baldness is strongly correlated with cardiac incidents, but even if taking poo pills made these men grow hair, it wouldn’t make them less likely to have a heart attack, because trying to imitate health outcomes by making one group of people look like another group of people is not good science.  Especially when research shows that behaviors are a much better predictor of future health than body size (knowing, of course, that health isn’t an obligation, a barometer of worthiness, entirely within our control, or guaranteed under any circumstances.)

So while this poo pill study isn’t as bad as, say, the FDA approving a weight loss drug that is absolutely horrifying and possibly deadly,  I think this study isn’t worth the contents of the acid-resistant capsules. I would be very happy if all the time, money, and energy that goes into researching how to eradicate fat people would go into eradicating actual diseases.

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The (Not So) Tell-Tale (Fat) Heart

This picture and caption combo has gone viral on multiple media platforms:

Fat Heart
A picture of a human heart held by two latex-gloved hands with the caption “The is the heart of an obese person.. Remember folks, this is what happens when you get fat.  Fat tissue builds up around the heart and clots/chockes it. Fat is not beautiful, it is not be be glorified.

BOOM, SCIENCE!  I guess that’s the end of the Fat Acceptance movement then. Bonus points for enacting the “glorifying obesity” thing in which it’s suggested that fat people who choose not to live our lives in a state of perpetual self-loathing are “glorifying obesity.”  As I’ve pursued the life I want in a fat body, I’ve often been accused of “glorifying obesity,” oddly, I am also short and yet I have never once been accused of glorifying shortness. That’s because this is about fatphobia and has nothing to do with health.

But wait – it turns out that, just like “glorifying obesity” is a myth, so is this meme.  This picture is actually a healthy heart that is about to be transplanted into a patient at Cedars-Sinai

Fat Heart Truth
The same pictures of a human heart as above, this time with the original and correct text: “Christine Moore’s new heart, shown covered in its thin layer of epicardial fat, will represent the hospital’s 40th transplant of 2012. In eight to nine days, Moore should be abler to leave the hospital, full recovery will take about two months.

I’ll bet Ms. Moore thinks that is some beautiful, glorious fat. Discussions about health are complicated and aren’t helped by ignorant fatphobes creating misleading internet memes. In a world where weight stigma runs so rampant that someone who knows nothing about human hearts can see a picture of one, decide that it has something to do with fat people and start a completely bullshit meme that goes viral, any negative message about fat people is always reader beware because, trust me, these people will say anything.

You may remember when Dr. Oz made a similar mistake, claiming that fat people have bad hearts because every fat person he had performed heart surgery on had a bad heart, as if he was cracking the chests of thin people just to say “Yup, another healthy thin-person heart!” and then sewing them back up.

Even if that was a fat person’s heart, and even if it was indicative of health issues, it has absolutely nothing to do with beauty. If you think people who are “unhealthy” (by whatever definition you are using) can’t be beautiful, then you are a healthist, a Grade A asshole, and just plain wrong. Health is not an obligation,  it’s not entirely within our control, it’s not a barometer of worthiness or beauty, and it’s not anyone else’s business.

There’s a time and place for discussions about health, but those discussions don’t have anything to do with the right of fat people to exist in fat bodies without shame, stigma, bullying and harassment and it doesn’t matter why we’re fat, what being fat means, if we’re “glorifying obesity,” or if we could become thin.

As far as I’m concerned, all bodies of all sizes should be glorified. Weight stigma and completely inaccurate internet memes on the other hand, not so much.

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Lola Berry Says “Fat Bitch” Like It’s a Bad Thing

Fat Bitches ClubLola Berry is a nutritionist and author from Australia.  According to her website:

Once you see Lola Berry, you’ll remember both her and her message! She has a whole heap of fresh ideas and a talent for presenting them in a way that inspires people to actually use them to better their everyday lives.

Her “inspiration” for the new year is a “four week weight loss plan”  (seriously, four weeks?) that, in her infinite wisdom she chose to call “STOP BEING A FAT BITCH!” (Capitalization strategy and exclamation mark are her own.)  From her Facebook:

Available at [url that I will never publish] #‎stopbeingafatbitch is something I used to say to myself over and over … this program is not just about the food plan and recipes, it’s also about changing your mindset to achieve your health goals! Can’t wait to hear what you think!!”

What do I think? I think this is the biggest pile of crap I’ve ever heard. Or at least I thought that until I saw the bigger pile of crap that was her response to the overwhelming number of people (including psychologists, eating disorder specialists, doctors, and human beings who are able to grasp why fat shaming is not ok) who told her how absolutely messed up this is. Her response:

The whole point of the title is to display how bad self talk IS and the importance of a positive mindset and self love.

And if you believe that, she’s got this bridge for sale.  Let’s get past what I think is the complete lack of plausibility of this explanation and discuss it as if it were true:

First of all, when you suggest that calling ourselves fat is “bad self talk” you are saying that it’s bad to be fat. That’s a problem since many people are fat, whether we choose to call ourselves that or not.  When you suggest that accurately describing my appearance/body composition constitutes negative self-talk, you are fat-shaming and that neither inspires me, nor does it better my everyday life.

When you confuse behaviors with body size you are buying into and reinforcing appearance-based stereotypes.  There is a word for people who that, it’s not a good word, it’s not a word I think you want to be.

Bitch is another reclaiming term. Women don’t have to like it, use it, or agree with its reclamation, but a woman using it in combination with fat to describe someone who doesn’t follow her (four week?!) weight loss plan is certainly not uplifting anyone as far as I’m concerned.

Thinking about justifying this, or telling me that it’s not that big a deal or that I’m over-sensitive? Feel free to head on over to this post.

Lola continues:

Thank you for your honest feedback my intention isn’t to offend anybody my intention is to make a positive change.

If this were an attempt at melted crayon art, it would get a million hits on Pinterest Fail.

“I’m really sorry the name of the eating plan has upset lots of people, that’s not my intention at all,” she wrote.

Lola apparently suffers from the heartbreak of NAS (Non-Apology Syndrome.) Let’s try that again with the bullshit filter turned on: “I fucked up and I’m sorry. I can’t believe I didn’t realize how offensive that was, I’ll do better in the future, thanks to everyone who did me the courtesy of taking time time out of their life to help educate me.”  There, fixed it.

“The content is all about changing your mindset to achieve your health goals. So, I would love you guys to name it. What would you like it to be called?”

I’d like to call it “Lola Learns to Apologize, Understand Research About Weight Loss, Focus on a Health at Every Size Approach, and Stop Fat-Shaming Forever” but I’ll admit that lacks pith. I will say that she accomplished one thing from her stated goals – I’ll definitely remember Lola and her message. And from now on, every time someone calls me a FAT BITCH! for insisting that I get to exist in a fat body and be treated with basic human respect at the same time, I’ll feel a little bit of extra pride.

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