The Adventure Machine

Sometimes one has had enough. It won’t be a one incident deal, but a series of events. And somewhere in the middle,,,

I was driving home and looked to the right and there the two mean girls were. Christina and Megan. Christina, the cops right hand man.

They were working in their shared yard and both slowly in sync turned their heads at me and did that fake, wide smile in unison. I believe there was a movie out with that freaky wide smile.

“You are fat,” I said looking at one. And, “You are fat too,” looking at the other. Their mean girl smiles vanished.

There is no excuse for going after EGO. It wasn’t body shaming, it was ego shaming. Was it right? NO. I am a little desperate here without many tools to respond. I mean this is a cop and his crew. In hindsight, it’s not my job to attack ego, nor respond at all.

The Fact Is

The fact is this. I was fatter than them. Does it make sense to be angry over a truthful statement that lacks judgement or disdain? They will tell you otherwise. I will tell you fat is fat, white is white, and a flower is a flower. They filled in the meaning. Not me.

If they choose to judge “fat” as being a negative statement- they are clearly the discriminatory judges who are defining it as a horrible, negative thing. I did no such thing. Bullies will bully then grab at anything to say, “See!”

Here at Avalon Meadows, after this statement we celebrated “fat day”. We had an older guy with a small bicycle seat so far up his a$$ – it wasn’t clear if there was a seat. There were fat children playing on the grass, one bouncing at Diana’s house, there were fat people everywhere. Being fat myself, it was awesome.

As I pondered this while working in my office, I decided to pull my shades down. I try to give the neighbors privacy and pull my shades down as I work in my office. I had to put a privacy film in as they wouldn’t stop looking in my window. Eric Becker points and lets them know I was in my office. The privacy film is only half way up.

It is too bad they thought being fat is a negative thing and had to use this as proof of whatever they wanted to prove.

Being fat is being fat. Later, when they broke in my home (allegedly) they stole all my small spoons and left the rather large ones. I guess for my big mouth? If it is big, it is big. I won’t fill in the meaning or judgement because I don’t care. I fell into their web. Just like all those who attended “fat camp.”

If you don’t like being fat, change it! If you can’t or don’t want to, that’s OK. I have no opinion on it. Nor would it or should it matter. I don’t matter. I won’t use you to prove a point or build an army. Fat is fat and you exist either way! You are worth it and don’t let demons like this use you for their own means. Don’t give a word space and allow others – who don’t have your best interest – fill it with their garbage opinions.

Always trying to improve, I make sure to look to the left as I pass their homes now. It is like they don’t exist at all. And this angers them. They can’t stand people being happy and ignoring them. Main character syndrome is strong here.

Remember, they harass, then record. Harass, then record. Married people unhappy in their own lives. Next, let’s go back to the very beginning. A threat was made, a corporal lied, and the Keizer Police Department allowed this to continue. I was effectively, put down and diminished. Thus, leading to the ego shaming which led to the break in to my home. And let’s think about a statement Christina makes to her husband, “Honey, we don’t know where the cameras are yet.”

Please contact me with any information regarding Officer Perez, threats made against me – including shooting at my home, and anything relevant to using children and others to support his unlawful and dangerous conduct. Both off duty and on.

Sincerely.

A Fat Person