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Soooo I am going to caveat the living tit out of this by saying a) I’m not funny like you fuckers b) please don’t call me Library Corner c) this post is serious, so skip on if you don’t want me to be Buzz Killington.

I remember writing a million threads ago that I felt vaguely sorry for Becki; that she clearly had at the very least disordered eating and I felt like we were watching a slo-mo suicide in her ever-shrinking world.

As time has gone on, my sympathy has dwindled. Her complete lack of safeguarding; her dangerous ‘nice’ front; her complete lack of care and due diligence in terms of the messages she’s putting out to the people who consume her videos. I’m not saying that Becki is responsible for whether we inhale a bargain bucket or not - plainly put, that’s down to us - but there are young people watching her videos and her self-love/eat what you like/misleading WIEIAD videos/aggressive filtering are incredibly insidious.

I think it’s incompetence rather than malice - she doesn’t have the smarts to be malicious. Dishonest? Yes. Misleading. Absolutely. But malicious? Not likely. I just think she has the capacity to be a crappy person; the way she treats her family is appalling. But Machiavellian she ain’t.

Her life is like an episode of ‘Black Mirror’; her world shrinks as she grows and she lives entirely for content. She trolls people for coins and I genuinely wish she had a humiliation kink: it’d at least be moderately enjoyable as the Tok coin rolls in. Her future is bleak on all kinds of levels and yet the huns and the ‘be kind’ brigade lap it up. I don’t care about them though, duck ‘em. I care more about more vulnerable or impressionable people watching her videos (and yes, parents should know what their kids are doing online, but dream on).

I reread ‘Big Brother’ by Lionel Shriver recently - a sharp, highly insightful and upsetting account of obesity (Shriver had a morbidly obese brother, and wrote from experience). A few things struck me:

  • the titular character is 368lb, or 26 stone. He is presented as a figure of tragedy and disgust, and very much seen as endangering his life at that size
  • The book doesn’t shy away from the downsides of being that size. Chronic pain, poor movement, social embarrassment and limitations (not finding suitable chairs in restaurants, for example), breaking furniture (including a toilet). You get a real sense of the character’s mortification and shame (as someone who was once 20st, went down to 10, and now sit around the 13st mark I recognise all of the signs - the secret eating, the shame, the knowing how people see me etc).

The book is from 2013, and I feel like the world has changed a lot in that relatively short time. Being that size is not so unusual anymore, and people like Becki and her selective presentation of her life only help fuel it. Her avoidance of the doctor is painful; I do not doubt a medical professional would have a very stern word with her (a doctor told me
I’d be dead by 40 if I kept on the way I was going. I needed to hear it).

I’d respect Becki a whole lot more if she was just honest. Honest about what she eats, honest about who she is, honest about what life is like at that size - because let’s face it, her life is awful. Rotting in her parents’ box room; a life purely for content; rapidly and worryingly declining health; a ticking time bomb for serious illness; no real friends; unhealthy relationships with young people in her family (I don’t think she’s a nonce, but I think she’s arrested as duck and has zero appropriate boundaries); and no chance of ever having kids of her own.

I don’t think social media is the root of all evil, but at the same time it allows and accommodates this kind of behaviour and I think it’s perversely fascinating.

I feel strongly about weight issues and continue to wrestle with my own. That’s my responsibility and I am trying constantly to manage it; I owe it to myself and latterly those around me to be as happy and healthy as I can. As a card-carrying member of the Dead Dad Club I cannot fathom how Becki priorities her sad online life over helping him at the end of his: she is one of the most tragic people I have ever encountered in the widest sense of the word.
 
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kayefeluu20

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moglits said:
Soooo I am going to caveat the living tit out of this by saying a) I’m not funny like you fuckers b) please don’t call me Library Corner c) this post is serious, so skip on if you don’t want me to be Buzz Killington.

I remember writing a million threads ago that I felt vaguely sorry for Becki; that she clearly had at the very least disordered eating and I felt like we were watching a slo-mo suicide in her ever-shrinking world.

As time has gone on, my sympathy has dwindled. Her complete lack of safeguarding; her dangerous ‘nice’ front; her complete lack of care and due diligence in terms of the messages she’s putting out to the people who consume her videos. I’m not saying that Becki is responsible for whether we inhale a bargain bucket or not - plainly put, that’s down to us - but there are young people watching her videos and her self-love/eat what you like/misleading WIEIAD videos/aggressive filtering are incredibly insidious.

I think it’s incompetence rather than malice - she doesn’t have the smarts to be malicious. Dishonest? Yes. Misleading. Absolutely. But malicious? Not likely. I just think she has the capacity to be a crappy person; the way she treats her family is appalling. But Machiavellian she ain’t.

Her life is like an episode of ‘Black Mirror’; her world shrinks as she grows and she lives entirely for content. She trolls people for coins and I genuinely wish she had a humiliation kink: it’d at least be moderately enjoyable as the Tok coin rolls in. Her future is bleak on all kinds of levels and yet the huns and the ‘be kind’ brigade lap it up. I don’t care about them though, duck ‘em. I care more about more vulnerable or impressionable people watching her videos (and yes, parents should know what their kids are doing online, but dream on).

I reread ‘Big Brother’ by Lionel Shriver recently - a sharp, highly insightful and upsetting account of obesity (Shriver had a morbidly obese brother, and wrote from experience). A few things struck me:

  • the titular character is 368lb, or 26 stone. He is presented as a figure of tragedy and disgust, and very much seen as endangering his life at that size
  • The book doesn’t shy away from the downsides of being that size. Chronic pain, poor movement, social embarrassment and limitations (not finding suitable chairs in restaurants, for example), breaking furniture (including a toilet). You get a real sense of the character’s mortification and shame (as someone who was once 20st, went down to 10, and now sit around the 13st mark I recognise all of the signs - the secret eating, the shame, the knowing how people see me etc).

The book is from 2013, and I feel like the world has changed a lot in that relatively short time. Being that size is not so unusual anymore, and people like Becki and her selective presentation of her life only help fuel it. Her avoidance of the doctor is painful; I do not doubt a medical professional would have a very stern word with her (a doctor told me
I’d be dead by 40 if I kept on the way I was going. I needed to hear it).

I’d respect Becki a whole lot more if she was just honest. Honest about what she eats, honest about who she is, honest about what life is like at that size - because let’s face it, her life is awful. Rotting in her parents’ box room; a life purely for content; rapidly and worryingly declining health; a ticking time bomb for serious illness; no real friends; unhealthy relationships with young people in her family (I don’t think she’s a nonce, but I think she’s arrested as duck and has zero appropriate boundaries); and no chance of ever having kids of her own.

I don’t think social media is the root of all evil, but at the same time it allows and accommodates this kind of behaviour and I think it’s perversely fascinating.

I feel strongly about weight issues and continue to wrestle with my own. That’s my responsibility and I am trying constantly to manage it; I owe it to myself and latterly those around me to be as happy and healthy as I can. As a card-carrying member of the Dead Dad Club I cannot fathom how Becki priorities her sad online life over helping him at the end of his: she is one of the most tragic people I have ever encountered in the widest sense of the word.
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Alright Library Corner.

Just kidding, I agree broadly with what you've said - as a fellow Dead Dad Club member I find her distinct lack of genuine concern for her dad to be one of the worst, most hateable features of hers. First, is of course, her disgusting swollen Mickey Mouse mittens. Kidding again. You are bang on the money with how bleak her future is. TikTok will finish, her dad will die and she'll have a grieving mother and no prospects. And it's all her fault. 🤷🏼‍♀️ Definition of a waster.
 
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lauren119966

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I’ve just YouTubed morris dancing and I can’t stop laughing.
They just stomp all day long? Wtf
 
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JeIIyBean080

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moglits said:
Soooo I am going to caveat the living tit out of this by saying a) I’m not funny like you fuckers b) please don’t call me Library Corner c) this post is serious, so skip on if you don’t want me to be Buzz Killington.

I remember writing a million threads ago that I felt vaguely sorry for Becki; that she clearly had at the very least disordered eating and I felt like we were watching a slo-mo suicide in her ever-shrinking world.

As time has gone on, my sympathy has dwindled. Her complete lack of safeguarding; her dangerous ‘nice’ front; her complete lack of care and due diligence in terms of the messages she’s putting out to the people who consume her videos. I’m not saying that Becki is responsible for whether we inhale a bargain bucket or not - plainly put, that’s down to us - but there are young people watching her videos and her self-love/eat what you like/misleading WIEIAD videos/aggressive filtering are incredibly insidious.

I think it’s incompetence rather than malice - she doesn’t have the smarts to be malicious. Dishonest? Yes. Misleading. Absolutely. But malicious? Not likely. I just think she has the capacity to be a crappy person; the way she treats her family is appalling. But Machiavellian she ain’t.

Her life is like an episode of ‘Black Mirror’; her world shrinks as she grows and she lives entirely for content. She trolls people for coins and I genuinely wish she had a humiliation kink: it’d at least be moderately enjoyable as the Tok coin rolls in. Her future is bleak on all kinds of levels and yet the huns and the ‘be kind’ brigade lap it up. I don’t care about them though, duck ‘em. I care more about more vulnerable or impressionable people watching her videos (and yes, parents should know what their kids are doing online, but dream on).

I reread ‘Big Brother’ by Lionel Shriver recently - a sharp, highly insightful and upsetting account of obesity (Shriver had a morbidly obese brother, and wrote from experience). A few things struck me:

  • the titular character is 368lb, or 26 stone. He is presented as a figure of tragedy and disgust, and very much seen as endangering his life at that size
  • The book doesn’t shy away from the downsides of being that size. Chronic pain, poor movement, social embarrassment and limitations (not finding suitable chairs in restaurants, for example), breaking furniture (including a toilet). You get a real sense of the character’s mortification and shame (as someone who was once 20st, went down to 10, and now sit around the 13st mark I recognise all of the signs - the secret eating, the shame, the knowing how people see me etc).

The book is from 2013, and I feel like the world has changed a lot in that relatively short time. Being that size is not so unusual anymore, and people like Becki and her selective presentation of her life only help fuel it. Her avoidance of the doctor is painful; I do not doubt a medical professional would have a very stern word with her (a doctor told me
I’d be dead by 40 if I kept on the way I was going. I needed to hear it).

I’d respect Becki a whole lot more if she was just honest. Honest about what she eats, honest about who she is, honest about what life is like at that size - because let’s face it, her life is awful. Rotting in her parents’ box room; a life purely for content; rapidly and worryingly declining health; a ticking time bomb for serious illness; no real friends; unhealthy relationships with young people in her family (I don’t think she’s a nonce, but I think she’s arrested as duck and has zero appropriate boundaries); and no chance of ever having kids of her own.

I don’t think social media is the root of all evil, but at the same time it allows and accommodates this kind of behaviour and I think it’s perversely fascinating.

I feel strongly about weight issues and continue to wrestle with my own. That’s my responsibility and I am trying constantly to manage it; I owe it to myself and latterly those around me to be as happy and healthy as I can. As a card-carrying member of the Dead Dad Club I cannot fathom how Becki priorities her sad online life over helping him at the end of his: she is one of the most tragic people I have ever encountered in the widest sense of the word.
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I toum used to feel sorry for her, until I realised she’s actually just a selfish fat nonce, so now i don’t. If that makes sensum?
 
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gigilouxx

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moglits said:
Soooo I am going to caveat the living tit out of this by saying a) I’m not funny like you fuckers b) please don’t call me Library Corner c) this post is serious, so skip on if you don’t want me to be Buzz Killington.

I remember writing a million threads ago that I felt vaguely sorry for Becki; that she clearly had at the very least disordered eating and I felt like we were watching a slo-mo suicide in her ever-shrinking world.

As time has gone on, my sympathy has dwindled. Her complete lack of safeguarding; her dangerous ‘nice’ front; her complete lack of care and due diligence in terms of the messages she’s putting out to the people who consume her videos. I’m not saying that Becki is responsible for whether we inhale a bargain bucket or not - plainly put, that’s down to us - but there are young people watching her videos and her self-love/eat what you like/misleading WIEIAD videos/aggressive filtering are incredibly insidious.

I think it’s incompetence rather than malice - she doesn’t have the smarts to be malicious. Dishonest? Yes. Misleading. Absolutely. But malicious? Not likely. I just think she has the capacity to be a crappy person; the way she treats her family is appalling. But Machiavellian she ain’t.

Her life is like an episode of ‘Black Mirror’; her world shrinks as she grows and she lives entirely for content. She trolls people for coins and I genuinely wish she had a humiliation kink: it’d at least be moderately enjoyable as the Tok coin rolls in. Her future is bleak on all kinds of levels and yet the huns and the ‘be kind’ brigade lap it up. I don’t care about them though, duck ‘em. I care more about more vulnerable or impressionable people watching her videos (and yes, parents should know what their kids are doing online, but dream on).

I reread ‘Big Brother’ by Lionel Shriver recently - a sharp, highly insightful and upsetting account of obesity (Shriver had a morbidly obese brother, and wrote from experience). A few things struck me:

  • the titular character is 368lb, or 26 stone. He is presented as a figure of tragedy and disgust, and very much seen as endangering his life at that size
  • The book doesn’t shy away from the downsides of being that size. Chronic pain, poor movement, social embarrassment and limitations (not finding suitable chairs in restaurants, for example), breaking furniture (including a toilet). You get a real sense of the character’s mortification and shame (as someone who was once 20st, went down to 10, and now sit around the 13st mark I recognise all of the signs - the secret eating, the shame, the knowing how people see me etc).

The book is from 2013, and I feel like the world has changed a lot in that relatively short time. Being that size is not so unusual anymore, and people like Becki and her selective presentation of her life only help fuel it. Her avoidance of the doctor is painful; I do not doubt a medical professional would have a very stern word with her (a doctor told me
I’d be dead by 40 if I kept on the way I was going. I needed to hear it).

I’d respect Becki a whole lot more if she was just honest. Honest about what she eats, honest about who she is, honest about what life is like at that size - because let’s face it, her life is awful. Rotting in her parents’ box room; a life purely for content; rapidly and worryingly declining health; a ticking time bomb for serious illness; no real friends; unhealthy relationships with young people in her family (I don’t think she’s a nonce, but I think she’s arrested as duck and has zero appropriate boundaries); and no chance of ever having kids of her own.

I don’t think social media is the root of all evil, but at the same time it allows and accommodates this kind of behaviour and I think it’s perversely fascinating.

I feel strongly about weight issues and continue to wrestle with my own. That’s my responsibility and I am trying constantly to manage it; I owe it to myself and latterly those around me to be as happy and healthy as I can. As a card-carrying member of the Dead Dad Club I cannot fathom how Becki priorities her sad online life over helping him at the end of his: she is one of the most tragic people I have ever encountered in the widest sense of the word.
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I wanna grab us a z of weed and sit down w u and talk tit about things like this cos ur brain works like mine does and this type of chat is what massages my brain. Also a dead dad cardholder x
 
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NoHintOfDrama

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moglits said:
Soooo I am going to caveat the living tit out of this by saying a) I’m not funny like you fuckers b) please don’t call me Library Corner c) this post is serious, so skip on if you don’t want me to be Buzz Killington.

I remember writing a million threads ago that I felt vaguely sorry for Becki; that she clearly had at the very least disordered eating and I felt like we were watching a slo-mo suicide in her ever-shrinking world.

As time has gone on, my sympathy has dwindled. Her complete lack of safeguarding; her dangerous ‘nice’ front; her complete lack of care and due diligence in terms of the messages she’s putting out to the people who consume her videos. I’m not saying that Becki is responsible for whether we inhale a bargain bucket or not - plainly put, that’s down to us - but there are young people watching her videos and her self-love/eat what you like/misleading WIEIAD videos/aggressive filtering are incredibly insidious.

I think it’s incompetence rather than malice - she doesn’t have the smarts to be malicious. Dishonest? Yes. Misleading. Absolutely. But malicious? Not likely. I just think she has the capacity to be a crappy person; the way she treats her family is appalling. But Machiavellian she ain’t.

Her life is like an episode of ‘Black Mirror’; her world shrinks as she grows and she lives entirely for content. She trolls people for coins and I genuinely wish she had a humiliation kink: it’d at least be moderately enjoyable as the Tok coin rolls in. Her future is bleak on all kinds of levels and yet the huns and the ‘be kind’ brigade lap it up. I don’t care about them though, duck ‘em. I care more about more vulnerable or impressionable people watching her videos (and yes, parents should know what their kids are doing online, but dream on).

I reread ‘Big Brother’ by Lionel Shriver recently - a sharp, highly insightful and upsetting account of obesity (Shriver had a morbidly obese brother, and wrote from experience). A few things struck me:

  • the titular character is 368lb, or 26 stone. He is presented as a figure of tragedy and disgust, and very much seen as endangering his life at that size
  • The book doesn’t shy away from the downsides of being that size. Chronic pain, poor movement, social embarrassment and limitations (not finding suitable chairs in restaurants, for example), breaking furniture (including a toilet). You get a real sense of the character’s mortification and shame (as someone who was once 20st, went down to 10, and now sit around the 13st mark I recognise all of the signs - the secret eating, the shame, the knowing how people see me etc).

The book is from 2013, and I feel like the world has changed a lot in that relatively short time. Being that size is not so unusual anymore, and people like Becki and her selective presentation of her life only help fuel it. Her avoidance of the doctor is painful; I do not doubt a medical professional would have a very stern word with her (a doctor told me
I’d be dead by 40 if I kept on the way I was going. I needed to hear it).

I’d respect Becki a whole lot more if she was just honest. Honest about what she eats, honest about who she is, honest about what life is like at that size - because let’s face it, her life is awful. Rotting in her parents’ box room; a life purely for content; rapidly and worryingly declining health; a ticking time bomb for serious illness; no real friends; unhealthy relationships with young people in her family (I don’t think she’s a nonce, but I think she’s arrested as duck and has zero appropriate boundaries); and no chance of ever having kids of her own.

I don’t think social media is the root of all evil, but at the same time it allows and accommodates this kind of behaviour and I think it’s perversely fascinating.

I feel strongly about weight issues and continue to wrestle with my own. That’s my responsibility and I am trying constantly to manage it; I owe it to myself and latterly those around me to be as happy and healthy as I can. As a card-carrying member of the Dead Dad Club I cannot fathom how Becki priorities her sad online life over helping him at the end of his: she is one of the most tragic people I have ever encountered in the widest sense of the word.
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You write very well. As a member of the Dead Both Parents club at the age of 45, it horrifies me how she behaves towards him.
 
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moglits

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gigilouxx said:
I wanna grab us a z of weed and sit down w u and talk tit about things like this cos ur brain works like mine does and this type of chat is what massages my brain. Also a dead dad cardholder x
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Oh my God I’d LOVE that ❤
 
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kayefeluu20

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Nothing for tonight's 'tea' in the shopping. Fat twit is definitely getting a takeaway.
 
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Johnson1901

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I’d be so embarrassed if she was my aunty and followed me around everywhere. I’d have to kill her off by poisoning her or something 😂
 
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So sitting at morris dancing all day makes you hungry? No you’re just eating out of boredom.
 
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JeIIyBean080

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“ I always love doing a little shop on a Monday “ No becks you like going to the shop every bleeping day you dosser
 
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gimm3more

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So sitting at morris dancing all day makes you hungry? No you’re just eating out of boredom.
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Also if she’s that bored to the point where she’s snacking out of the never ending suitcase - why are you going 😭😭
 
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