Horizontally-Challenged

I stopped reading the  blog. While I still feel for the poor guy being swindled of his life savings by a former lover and sincerely hope and pray, he would get his money back, I have no taste for the hate that is festering in that blog.  I must admit I was quite entertained reading all the dirt about the elite at first but now I find myself cringing at the unpalatable insults and hateful words propagating in it.  It’s like finding yourself in front of a sea of hate, the waves touching the tips of your toes.  You feel a burning sensation making you cringe and wish you didn’t go near the shore in the first place.  

I was actually waiting for more dirt but was quite disappointed when he started slewing insults against one of his antagonists who is quite horizontally-challeged. He called her an "elephant", "wanted her roasted over an outdoor spit", among other things.  People at the comments section called her "baboy", "pig" and the f-word "fat".  

Ay, I don’t like na. 

Thumbs down people for hitting her for her looks. She may be the most hated person but insulting her size is a low blow and is a disservice to people who are overweight.  Great! Propagate the hate and the discrimination a little more, will you? Make us chubby people feel more inadequate in a world that glorifies the svelte frame. 

It’s at these times that I channel Miss Piggy,  that fabulous muppet with the gorgeous eyes, the shiny mane,  the classy demeanor and that all too powerful karate chop.  She makes her presence known and makes no apologies for the fact that she’s not thin.  She is beautiful in her own right.

I despise people who have called us horizontally-challenged vile names in the past.  I feel these people have  pea-sized hearts.   

Not to mention pea-sized brains.

Curse my actions, curse my guts and curse my morals. 

But leave my lovehandles out of it.