Obesity is something I've never really understood. I come from a long line of skinny people. In my extended family I have one aunt who was at one stage obese, but that was because she was put on meds for a kidney problem and they totally killed her metabolism. Apart from her (and she returned to normal when she was better) no blood relative could ever be described as more than 'stout'.
Same goes for my friends. I just don't know any fat people.
Of course it could be prejudice; from an early age I've been raised to view obesity as a personality flaw, an immediate warning flag that the sufferer completely lacks any kind of self-respect or self-discipline.
But as I grow older I've begun to doubt that. Sure, many tubby people are a little softer than others, but then again no one likes a hardcase.
So what's the problem? In my head I've got a switch - once I've put on a few kilos I recognise it pretty quickly and make sure I do more gym time than normal to make up for it. Do the obese never notice how they've changed? Do they instinctively blame others and the environment for their failures (Eddie Murphy's best movie in years, Norbit, makes reference to that with the flat-falling car jokes)?
Basically, what the hell is behind it?
Do people just not care?
Enlighten me, fellow seekers of wisdom. Tell me why obese is increasingly considered okay. What am I not seeing?