Have you noticed that — oh, what’s the polite term these days? Plus-sized? People of size? Carb hoarders? — drive really slow? I don’t grok that. That’s the one place where they’re free to be quick and agile like T.O., and they drive as they live.
And speaking of our friends of larger proportions, my wife and I watched “Juvenile Court” last week. It was shot in Memphis in 1973. It’s a documentary about, well, duh, the juvenile court system in Memphis, and it’s filmed and edited in a way that’s so compelling and gritty it seems like it was made yesterday. (I highly recommend it.)
Anyway, we couldn’t help but notice that even though this obviously focused on people on the lower end of the socio-economic scale, there was something conspicuously absent: Fat people.
Shot in the heart of fried chicken and biscuits country, where every vegetable gets slathered in butter and gravy is mainlined, there was nary a fat person to be seen. What’s changed?