It's almost time for me to finally wake up, 10 pm is soon. I usually look so much forward to a time like this, it's when I start to function and think clearly. Not today, it's as if I am drowned in some form of haze. I'm finding it difficult to write again, not because I can't, but because sometimes I just want to retire into a corner. Although that would be another problem since all the corners of my house are taken with some sort of junk or non-junk. And I'm watching Arani Issa, although I know the contents beforehand of course, but sometimes I forget it's on, but today I haven't. And I'm glad I remembered because I remembered the little man who came to us a broken boy, in distress about his weight. And because bullying was a big part of it too. And it's all very nice now that he has managed to reduce his size, it's good health wise, etc etc. But what, for Christ's sake is the matter with us? Why have we become so obsessed that our little people now are wanting Barbie waists, and if they don't have them they will secretly dispose of their food? Secretly, not very secretly because I've seen it happening. And it makes me sad, even more sad because I am really not the one to walk up and say it's bad, because perhaps I'm scared I'll get a sneering-look. Oh shit, can't we just live and let live? It's my skin and I cry if I want to, we big people are not imbeciles and yes we've been delivered plenty of lectures, and yes I am smart enough to know this and that. If anybody in the world decides it's bullying time for me, they'll regret it for the rest of their lives. Yes I will make them feel sorry they were ever born. If anyone tries to do that to a little man in my presence, the same goes. And I don't think I am God, I cannot protect every little man in the world. But I will stand up for the ones who cross my path. Because I'm afraid of no bully, they are just insecure scared people themselves. I have seen how this kind of bullying can be subtle or downright in your face, just because someone doesn't conform to what today's standards are. It can crush little people just as big people. There is no way to go about it sometimes, and if weight is a problem, then seeing I score points in the weight competition, I will do the most natural thing in the world. I'll throw my weight around. Seriously. Because what people do not understand is that three-quarters of my weight is all intellect! So there you go...
