3.116 words in that blog entry. FFS. Learn to edit. Nobody, but nobody, asked for the 3.116-word version of Jack's origin story (a gritty reboot?). A lot directly aimed at Tattle, with the defensiveness over her crappy bungalow etc.
More generally, her moment has passed. Jack only ever had one thing to say - "I WAS POOR, IT WAS tit." Her schtick was always a (supposed) exposé of what poverty felt like.
Now the conversation is more nuanced. The discussion taking place isn't just about whether or not poverty is tit, but a more complex look into why poverty and obesity often go hand in hand, and what can be done about it. There's a lot to unpack there. For one thing, people often lack knowledge. I always see the same comments - "we all know what a healthy diet looks like" - but it's fundamentally not true (source: every Mumsnet thread on weight loss ever).
In fact, that's one thing that came up in Henry Dimbleby's report (HD to his friends). He criticised companies like Innocent Smoothies for presenting their products as healthy, when they're not. Funnily enough, it's something that THAT MAN has always done well - although he misses the mark sometimes, because weight management is simple in theory but difficult in practice.
This is where the conversation is in 2020. That's what people are talking about. Jack has never had anything worthwhile to say on the subject of nutrition or obesity, so of course she pops her head up with 3.116 words of regurgitated nonsense about her boots having a hole in them. Nothing about health. Nothing about nutrition.
The world has moved on, Jack...and the fact that you are writing for your crappy blog, and not for a commission, needs to sink in.