time for an angry tirade!

As I sit here eating my Quick Mac, I start to think about how stupid anorexics are. I was at some website which had a link to bodycage.com (if you are hell-bent on going there, copy and paste the link into the address bar - I'm certainly not going to dignify them with a link here), so I thought I'd go and poke around a little, hoping to see some disgusting pictures of emaciated women. What I did stumble upon was a list of "Recovery Stories." Sweet baby Jeebus... what are they thinking? I hate anorexics - plain and simple - and let me tell you why:
Anorexia occurs primarily in white, middle to upper class teenage girls. In America, the fattest, greediest, most opulent country on Earth, where the ideals of beauty have been twisted and manipulated so much (think 5'11", 117 lbs., blond hair, blue eyes - selecting indiscriminately between the sexes), we have about 2% of women "suffering" from anorexia (National Eating Disorders Association). Why do I place that particular verb in quotation marks? Because they aren't suffering - they all brought it upon themselves, and have no right calling their sick little disorder something from which to suffer. We all have liberal access to the quantity of food people in Afghanistan would kill their own mother to have, and these sick little bitches refuse it? Evidently being emaciated and "perfect" to fit someone elses standards of what is beautiful is much more important than being healthy and alive. Reading these stories about how women are obsessed with weight and exercise really make me want to vomit, no pun intended. All the weeks, month, years wasted, preoccupied with daily caloric intake - all the greed in wasting so much food - all the "pity me, pity me, I'm so hungry I could lick a Saltine"...
What has this nation come to? Eat your damned food! I'll bet if you were 5'4" and weighed 140 lbs., I'd still think you were gorgeous.
I'm not entirely enthused about the way I look, but I take pleasure in eating. I am not going to succumb to the spectre of someone elses view of attractiveness - one day I will be content with my 5'4" frame, my coffee-brown hair, my dark eyes. I cannot empathize with rich girls who refuse to eat - remember, you're not going to be beautiful when you're old, so stop preoccupying yourself with appearance now.