Celebrating Women

There is a war going on.

No, not the big one in Iraq with the guns and sand--I'm talking about the one at home, between fat people and skinny people.

You're right, I said it: fat. Skinny. When did these become curse words anyway?

Now, hold your horses--fat people are getting ready for a rallying cheer of, "Hell, yeah, I'm curvy and beautiful!" and skinny people are bracing themselves for a slew of skinny-hate and thinking up their own retorts ("You call that healthy? Curves, not entire other worlds.")

Neither.

You heard me, neither. I'm sick of this, all of it. All the self-hate, all the hate to others. Do you realize how much hate there is in the world? We hate Republicans, we hate Democrats. We hate Americans, we hate other countries. We hate fat people, we hate skinny people, we hate telemarketers, we hate people who don't agree with us, we hate hate hate hate. Yeah, it seems innocuous enough, you're just using a word, right? I'm an English major. I can tell you the power of one word.

Real women have curves. Real women are stick-thin. Real women are women. They're real and beautiful, no matter what they look like. There is beauty in everything, and everybody.

So, celebrating women--( Pictures of Women, of All Sizes, All Shapes, All Colors, All Beautiful )