Preference for overweight women

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Are people really this mad at me for not being attracted to obese women?

I can be attracted to who i like, just like women can like whatever men they choose to like

No. They don't. Outside of societies with arranged marriages.

Yes.

No.

1) I'm not mad. I'm actually quite amused.
2) People aren't on your case for your preferences. We're on your case for stating your preferences as fact for every man out there.

No, we think you're a dick for making sweeping and false generalisations about other men. You aren't not only attracted to fat women, you have made it your job in this thread to get your point across that fat women are lesser people.

People are irritated at you for your incessant declarations that your personal distaste for women outside of very specific perameters (earlier in this thread, you mused about the "ideal" woman being 5'6" and 135 lbs) is universal among men,
which is factually untrue and irritating to the men who resent being spoken for.

Denormalisation in action.

I will never get tired of using that word. Even British MPs gloatingly use it when they're passing their next disgustingly hateful bill on fat people, smokers, drinkers, photographers et al.

My Polish friend (who we all say looks like Stalin, but doesn't really) knows that word very, very well.

No, you just deliberately-ignore all the men in THIS THREAD ALONE who discuss exactly that, even some who have addressed you directly about you presuming to speak for them:

But when the men on here say the like "big women" do they mean fat 300 pound women with tons of fat, or do they mean a broad shouldered woman with a big and solid frame?

Does it matter?

Obviously! Because FAT IS WRONG.


Had he gone to a link to an article written by a FAT ADMIRER on the first page (the one he first butted into with his declarations)
he would have read this:

"I know I'm biased, but I think F.A.'s are simply more in tune with natural human sexual impulses than non-F.A.'s. We are biologically correct. The human female of reproductive age is genetically designed to be rounded with layers of fat, definitely not skin and bones like the typical fashion model. Those wonderful fat deposits in the breasts, hips, thighs and buttocks are what create the distinctive body shape that distinguishes women from men, and the fat equips women for the physical rigors of childbearing. A female's well-padded body announces to the world that she is a woman and she's ready to reproduce. From the F.A. point of view, the more luxuriously upholstered a woman's body is, the louder it's screaming, "LET'S GET IT ON!"

Our culture understands this concept just fine when it comes to breasts. No one ever asks why men like big breasts -- it's taken as a given that we just do. Attitudes about the rest of the female form are where things get screwy. To me, the appeal of a big round butt and big round hips is materially just the same as the appeal of big round ta-ta's. They're all examples of excess adipose tissue distributed in uniquely feminine configurations. But our pathologically breast-loving, hips-hating society insists there's a polarization of values between these categories of female body fat. I think it's certifiably insane. "

Or there's this one, from Salon Magazine:
My first online date was with a 5-foot-1-inch, 325-pound, 22-year-old model. After a nice dinner, a walk and a late-night stroll, we ended up together for a night. That was when I put my money where my fantasies were; she was a woman who was approximately three times as big as any other human being I had ever touched. She was also, I realized, a living, breathing, feeling person, not an image in a magazine, with vulnerabilities and needs of her own. I didn't quite know where to start. But after a while, I began to happily, gently lose myself in her spheres, her bountiful soft flesh, her tiny lips and enormous hips. A long-term relationship wasn't in the cards, but that night was an exclamation point to my years of exploration, and it satisfied a deep longing. I wanted more.
http://www.salon.com/life/feature/2006/06/22/big_love

There's no point, really. If someone refuses to believe people have different preferences, then he's not worthy of rational thought or observation to any extent.

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I'm a devotee of Legironism - libertarianism, essentially - piss off and let me be, unless I cause trouble.

And, yes, i still want to drink my beer on the park. I find it an injurious slight upon my character that I am not permitted to do this.

Wow, it takes a special person to be the representative for every man on the planet. I wonder how one applies for such a position?

You don't apply. You just barge right on in and declare yourself *the* expert.

So the office for such an organization would be a bunch of people bickering over who is the true expert to the point where it may end in violence? After all, there can only be one.

Sounds about right to me. Last man standing wins.

I am going to give my input on this in 2 ways, how I mentally think and act towards my mate and the physical part.

Mentally I dont look at someone as a slick piece of ass, I want to see who they are before i state something like wow i think i might sleep with her.. Ir something to that nature. I like a person for them, whether they are 2lbs, or 2 tonnes.. either way no big deal..

Physically....

I prefer someone who is bigger than me, for sexual reasons the last person i was with who was about the same size as me a tad smaller left me in pain when we got finished messing around.. After this incident I vowed not to sleep with another person under 175 again.. I am 150ish.. My wife now is around 250 I can deal with it and that is that.. If we were to break up or something and I had to find someone else I would probably go after a bigger person than myself because i still have flashbacks to when I was dating that one girl around my size.. it sucked for me so i wouldnt want to continue with it..

Besides bigger girls are so soft and cuddly.. or something.. and screw that anti fat s**t... its lame and i can give a s**t less about it..