I read about that guy. He’s 34 years old and plays video games and eats all day.
But, I never denied they were judgements. They are however judgements based on science with evidence. Based on evolution, behavioral studies, and psychology. With research and studies that cross species. I do not see what issue you have with my remarks. I have not been rude to anyone or used offensive language.
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If I had said that why would it not have emotional attachment/reaction?
Usually casual interest or indifference, but the interesting ones are when a guy brought up his outpatient treatment, so I let him know I’m in recovery, and if he wanted to talk I was available.
So he relapsed, and comes in obviously high as a kite. We’re all sitting quietly eating lunch and suddenly the guy just starts screaming at me repeatedly “You’re a fucking asshole! I fucking hate you!” and throwing his food, then storms out.
I don’t. Like I said, I’m just playing a little. I’ve observed that when people have as strong a response to something as you have had to this subject it’s more a reflection of that person than the subject.
So, how many hours of studying articles and/or research papers have you spent on this?
Is there an end that comes from this effort, like solving the problem of obesity or is it just personal enrichment?
I’m actually a people person. I love hearing and seeing what makes the gears turn.
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Which confuses me a bit. If you’re playing a good enough game you should forget to eat, drink and blink for a considerable amount of time. That guy doesn’t miss many meals.
Also, how do I get that job?
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First, completely lose any self respect you may have and any desire to literally do anything aside from game, eat, shit, sleep. That’s it. Resign to the fact you will never garner any respect from anyone and poof, you’ve got yourself a special on TLC
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Right! Discipline is part of my makeup along with a touch of OCD and a decent dollop of vanity. (I should note that I’ve actually been unusually slack in the workout arena over the past few months. I feel guilty posting as if I’m killing it when I’m not, but I have spent most of my adult life setting the alarm to get up early and do it, and I haven’t gotten fat yet, so.)
At any rate, when I find time to post in the new personal finance thread the same traits will be on display. I’m not sure about the hedonism, but sure, I see what you’re saying about there being a spectrum and my desire to pursue long term goals over short term pleasures being in fact my pursuit of another sort of pleasure.
I disagree. I think society’s values change depending on time and place. Through most of history plump, pale women have been the beauty ideal because those were the things in agricultural societies that denoted affluence. In the near past suntans were valued as beauty ideals because they indicated both the leisure and the money to lay around in the sun on beaches and yachts. My middle class friends had to oil up and suffer through sweaty, buggy backyard tanning sessions in order to simulate that kind of prosperity. Tanning beds came around and devalued the suntan as a marker of wealth and leisure, along with increased concern over skin cancer. So now we’re back to pale, or maybe something in between.
Sure, I am possessed of critical thinking skills. I judge as better or worse, likely to end well or not. But I don’t judge others for their body composition until I see an extreme, and I feel the same sense of concern when I see someone who is too thin as someone who is grotesquely obese. Something is wrong and it is manifesting physically. The picture posted above - this isn’t merely eating habits and a preference for television over a long walk in the woods, it’s a crippling disorder of some sort. As a photo of an 86 pound woman would be. Those extremes prompt distress in me, and I assume most people.
I just can’t see judging someone who is not an outlier, weight-wise. For what valid purpose? To make myself feel good? I already feel good. Because of the cost to society? There are, as you know, so many ways to be unhealthy. Obesity is just one of them. Body builders often sacrifice health to bulk - they eat poorly balanced diets, they are prone to sleep apnea, and of course then there are the juicers. But they, too, are not my responsibility.
To me adults between the 20th percentile, say, and the 90th are simply living according to their preferences. I dislike gravies and thick, rich sauces. I really, really like steamed rice and the things that go well with it, which seem to me to be mounds of vegetables and lean protein. These are not indicators of nobility of spirit, they’re food preferences. People who like alfredo sauce are not less disciplined, they’re people who like alfredo sauce, presumably piled onto big plates of calorie-rich, nutrient-poor pasta.
I accept that others will judge me, too. But unless someone has my respect their opinion of me means very little to me. If I both like and respect someone, I’ll accept feedback or influence from them. Otherwise, eh. You want to think I’m unhappy eating my packed lunch rather than the office potluck? Go ahead. I don’t need people to think I’m superior. I just like what I like. I like looking how I want to look. I like challenging myself in the exact ways I want to challenge myself. You run outside because you can’t imagine being stuck on a treadmill? Cool! I like the treadmill and music played at a decibel that is probably not healthy (at potential cost to society). Others can think what they want - that I should eat the grocery store cake or lift heavier - and maybe they’re right, but I really don’t care.
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You can get it. Either live off relatives or welfare or both.
Is this irony? I can’t tell anymore…