Why hath the universe cursed me?

Today I learned that one of the people I went to high school with and attended many classes with is a leader of the absurdist art project that is the fat acceptance/fat celebration movement. That’d be Marianne Kirby.

But MacBeth said it better concerning how I feel about this:

“Accursèd be that tongue that tells me so,
For it hath cowed my better part of man!
And be these juggling fiends no more believed,
That palter with us in a double sense,
That keep the word of promise to our ear,
And break it to our hope.”

Ay. Oh no.