Yes I know, why the long drawn out silence and then suddenly I expect you to read this? Well I guess we all go through it, the dreaded bloggers’ block when we don’t have the time, the inclination or the will to pass an observation on the many things that pass us by in life. (Although I have been pretty All-Bran regular with my tumblelog.)
But I couldn’t resist this story, that obesity is socially contagious. Apparently if you have friends and who are overweight, you are 57% more likely to become obese yourself. And if your siblings are obese then the likely increase is 40% and 37% if it’s your spouse.
I suppose the latter two stand to reason — genetics and like attracting like and all that, but friends? The argument goes that surrounding yourself with friends who are obese makes largeness the norm and socially acceptable so you pile on the weight yourself. The flaw in the logic is how your friends got obese in the first place since presumably they were once slim and surrounded by even thinner friends so why no social imperative to become anorexic?
In the same way that if you have friends who drink too much then probably do too because your shared meeting place must be the pub, or if you socialise with people who smoke then you are likely to as well since you probably do your chatting at the back of your office thanks to the new snoutcast laws.
No, I suspect that the fat friends are more than likely to share a fondness for scoffing and scoffing all the wrong things. But then I’m no scientist, so what do I know?