To be fat is to be anti-social.

It is a tense time for the body. We have forgotten that wars are fought primarily on and in the body, and as such our relationship with the outside world is changing. Allow me to elucidate: the Western body is both at once as untouched as ever, and is a sight of a fierce fight for the body beautiful. While police brutality is in the public consciousness, and no uk troops are currently used as batteries and arteries of war, what you choose to do with your own body is a matter of intense interest. To run and eat vegetables is key to being accepted – your private health is public business. To be fat and eat fat is almost an act of terrorism. Foregrounded by the death throes of the NHS and the withdrawal of government in the role of advice giver (and consequent increase in constant personal responsibility), to be thin and healthy is a national good. You can represent us this way, that’s accepted. To be unhealthy is to be lazy, or work long hours, or not otherwise be ‘on top’ of your own life enough to prioritise the experience of other people enough to be anti-social. To be fat is to be anti-social.