Posts archive for: January, 2008
  • And today I say nothing useful and just linketty-link away!

    Sorry, but I had a little browse of that fantastic blog, Junkfood Science, this morning and felt that there were a few articles which, well, concerned me,  And they should concern us all, really.  The articles spell out what it means, really means, when society as a whole starts to judge a person's worth based on their physical appearance, to the extent of assuming that their appearance and apparent health is entirely their own doing, their own choice.

    It makes for disturbing reading.

    And please, when reading this, keep in mind that the "overweight and obese" that all these modern scares are about are not the 800lb people that cannot leave their own house and get lifted out by crane in times of emergency (although those people also deserve humane and compassionate treatment just like the rest of us) but the chubby girl you had a crush on in school.  Your sser who put on a bit "too much" weight after her second child.  Your father who has middle-aged spread.  The size 14 and size 16 people who, when vocalising about their weight, you assure are "not that fat".  Many size 16 people are classed as obese under BMI charts.  This shouldn't make any difference in your opinion, but I know from experience that the "health crisis" has been relayed out to the public with such a lack of clear definitions that a vast majority of people don't even know what different weights look like. "200lb" is touted as a scary, scary weight, but chances are you know more than one person over that whom you probably wouldn't imagine being at that weight.

    It's easier to demonise the "other" when you don't get told who they really are.

    So!

    First, an article describing the lengths to which the medical proffession is prepared to go under government guidance.  HERE

    Next, a look into the last time that those who were deemed "unhealthy" or "unfit" were last expected to prove their own worth.  HERE.

    An example of absolutely abysmal reporting.  HERE.

    An example of an event in recent history where pseudoscience became science, not out of support from the medical establishment, but thanks to a vigorous and determined PR campaign.  HERE.

    The media rarely bothers to print articles from trusted medical sources or trained specialists that suggest the obesity epidemic isa bad thing, but hre is one article citing the importac ethat, at the very least, we stop harassing our children to be thin and desirable.  HERE.

    How many of the health scares and big medication-based movements are based more on "risk factors" than on actual risks?  HERE.

    An article showing how evidence can become skewed for the sake of marketting or promoting something.  HERE.

    A rather worrying example on the way in which overweight cildren are being bullied by the teachers, HERE, with an added link HERE for reference of the source material.

    Oh, and this one, again about children.  HERE.

    ***

    Okay, so I lied when I said I was going to just linketty link and not say much.

    It occurred to me that it might be worth me clarifying some things regarding science and how it works.  I'm not being condescending, here.  A massive majority of the population cannot be expected to understand the scientific terms used, what they really mean and how it differs from the way such words are used among laymen.  One only has to look at the whole Intelligent Design issue to see that people misunderstand the scientific use of the words "theory" and "hypothesis", as well as "evidence" and "trial" or "test".

    In science, the general understanding amongst scientists is that nothing is proven.  Basically, however many tests we do, however thorough we are, there is always a possibility that we are wrong.  All of the evidence we have at the time we start an experiment may lead one to the conclusion that, for example, faster-than-light travel is impossible.  But even the most basic of experiements requires some postulates, some assumptions.  Such as the assumption that light travels the same speed in all directions, that our basic calculations for speed following from momentum and therefore mass are correct, and that two observers with differing frames of reference will observe different results.  But what if, a hundred or a thousand years down the line, one of those postulates is proven false?  What if, as our technology becomes more advanced, we discover evidence that shakes the very basis of our understanding of the behaviour of light?

    Not so long ago, we believed that phlogiston was the mysterious substance, inherent in all combustible materials, which caused them to burn, and that this could be proven by the fact that the ashes remaining after burning completed weighed less than the original substance; in theory, the lost matter was the "used-up" phlogiston.  Now we know that combustion is caused by a reaction with oxygen.

    A theory isn't "just a theory" in scientific cricles.  In order to become a theory, one's hypothesis has to pass dozens of trials and tests and debates and discussions.  There evidence must be great enough that we can confidently say "based on he evidence at hand, this is the most likely or most accurate description of events and their causes".  And so the "theory of evolution" actually holds quite a lot of weight.  But that is not to say it won't be disproved in another fifty years or so.

    Just the same, the term"risk factor" does not mean what laymen have taken it to believe.  If one was informed that, for example, being overweight was a risk factor for diabetes, it is understandable that, having no scientific background, one would assume this means that "if I gain weight I will be at a higher risk of diabetes" and that "being fat causes diabetes", and one would then take steps to prevent weight gain.  But if one was then told that, for example,  having grey hair was a risk factor for old age, would one believe that old age could be prevented by dying one's hair compulsively?  No.  One would reason that the grey hair and the old age are, in fact, both caused by the same thing, which is simply the inevitability of the passage of time.  One could, perhaps, dye one's hair in order to appear younger, but the risk of "aging" would not be affected,

    Additionally, many medical studies are not, necesarily, complete or have used a large enough groupd of test subjects to be considered conclusive, at the time that the results are released in the press.

    Just a couple of things to keep in mind when reading the above articles.

  • Seriously, this is healthy, how?

    My parents brought their TV with them for the visit, as we don't have one and they like their programmes.  And one night we find ourselves watching this brain-meltingly vile programme called "super sized vs super skinny" or something.  Basically, as far as I could tell the programme focussed on two areas.

    1- Get a group of fat, chubby or generally "unfit" women and set Gillian McKeith on them to berate them about a particular body part.  This time around, it was "saggy" bottoms.  Saggy is in quote marks here because the goal was, in fact, to lose inches off of the bum, not to make it perter or rounder or fuller or the other things one would usually associate with "saggy".  Oh, and there were no slim or skinny girls with saggy butts, only fat or chubby girls.

    2- Get one woman who is "underweight" to a dangerous, eating-disorder level and one woman who is "overweight" to an equally disordered level.  In other words, one compulsive eater and one anorexic.  And make them switch diets.  In fact, make them prepare their normal food during the day and then swap plates.  Then see if they successfully approached a more "healthy" weight.

    Let us ignore point 1 for a moment and skip straight to point 2.

    Take one woman who has severely disordered eating to the point of possibly life-threatening anorexia, who clearly has a dangerous relationship with food, and make her binge for a fortnight.  A woman who has the visible signs of anorexia as so loved by the media; the jutting collarbone, the wasting limbs, the hollow face, the bruises. Do this by taking a very fat woman, making them live together, and have the fat woman feed the skinny woman lost of high-fat, fried, sugary and salty junk food, or very starchy food, or other forms of unhealthy food.

    Take one woman who suffers from a compulsive eating disorder, who has suffered some terrible tragedy in her life and become dependant on food as a coping mechanism or emotional substitute/crutch, and force her to starve herself and guilt herself by having an incredibly skinny person present her with half a plate of lettuce as her daily meal.

    Now, I hate to feel like I'm pointing out the obvious here, but...

    BEING SKINNY OR FAT ARE POSSIBLE SIDE-EFFECTS OF EATING DISORDERS.  THE EATING DISORDER CAUSES ILLNESS AND POOR HEALTH, NOT THE WEIGHT.  THE WEIGHT IS JUST A VISIBLE INDICATION OF A POSSIBLE DISORDER

    In other words,

    FORCE FEEDING AN ANOREXIC AND STARVING A COMPULSIVE EATER WILL NOT MAKE THEM HEALTHY

    Confused?

    What if I made it even easier for you?

    Anorexia is not a case of someone simply choosing not to eat.  It is a compulsion, a dependency, an addiction and an illness.  An anorexic person may well fear weight gain, and see in a fat person their own selves.  Having a very fat person feed an anorexic person junk will likely bemore triggering than curing.  Additionally, being skinny does not mean one is free of risk of high cholesterol or similar.  Feeding a person up with deep fried mars bars will not make them healthy, as their body will not be getting the nutrients it needs to heal.  Encouraging such a person to learn to eat reasonable quantities of healthsome food may do, however.  Not only that, but not all anorexic people are super-skinny.  A person doesn't just become anorexic once they fall below a certain weight.  The anorexia is in the behaviour, and an anorexic person can weigh 100lb, 200lb, 300lb, whatever.  If they have the disordered relationship with food that anorexia involves then they have anorexia, and being fat doesn't mean the starvation won't be causing bodily damage.

    Compulsive eating is also not a choice.  It is an illness.  Compulsive eating may be related to a binge/guilt/purge/ cycle.  Presenting a compulsive eater with a more socially acceptable, skinny woman, will not cure them.  It will just shove that guilt at their own "weakness" into their faces.  Again, it may be more triggering than helpful, and certainly damaging to their health to start them on a cycle of extreme purges in between compulsive binges by starving them.

    I have to admit I was also severely pissed off with all the stereotypes the programme threw up.  The skinny girl who doesn't eat and the fat girl who obviously must just stuff her face constantly.  What about the fat girl that eats little, or diets endlessly?  Or the skinny girl that struggles daily to gain weight by stuffing herself?  Or the girls of both sizes that eat a normal, healthy diet?

    Weight loss and gain is presented as a simple choice "eat more/less and exercise", as opposed to a complex issue.

    Additionally, there were a lot of contrived moments.

    The skinny girl comes in wearing baggy, too-large clothes and no make-up, her hair pulled up roughly.  The skinny girl is shown close-up pictures of her bony limbs, her thin hands and her facial skin.  She is told "Look how frail and claw-like your hands are", as they show a picture that resembles one of a models hands; sculpted fingers and slender wrists.  She is told "See how unwomaly you are" as they zoom in on a hip that looks like the sort one would find on an A-list celebrity.  And then "See how blotchy your skin is" as we zoom into the skin of a prson with no make-up on, who hasn't slept properly and is sweating under hot lamps.

    Then, after the new diet, and the weigh in, the skinny girl is dressed in fitting, flattring and glamourous clothing.  Her hair is treated and let down, and a heavy layr of foundation and make-up is applied.  "Look how much healthier you are, now!".

    This programme is apparently supposed to show that being underweight and overweight are equally bad for people's health, but when I watched it the whole thing just seemed... just another programme designed to shame people into dieting.  And I hardly see how taking two supposedly unhealthy people with poor diets and making them try an opposite, but still supposedly unhealthy, eating plan is supposed to help at all.

    Just... bleh.

  • My mini epiphany

    Since starting on this whole fat acceptance and HAES thingy, I've been having mini epiphanies all the time regarding my own lifestyle.  I mean, I read the blogs and stories of other fat women and their experiences mirror my own, but inside there's still this little demon telling me "ah, but YOU are fat because you DO overeat and get too little exercise and are a horrible failure of a person".  Until something happens now that gives me pause.

    My parents have been visiting the last week or so; they're moving abroad so wanted to make up for all the times we won't get to see each other between now and Christmas.  It's been great; I come home to dinner, and they do the housework to make up for living in my home.  But I've been feeling like such a greedy bloater with all this gorgeous, home-cooked food around me.  I cook from scratch myself, but I can't make tapas like mum, and there's something comforting about walking into a home that smells of garlic and spices.

    I ended up having a guilty-fatty moment at work on Monday after a wekend of mummy-treats.

    Me, in the canteen with my lunch:  Ugh, I feel hungry but I've been such a bloater this weekend, I don't feel like I can eat.
    Average weight friend:  Ooh, did your mum feed you up, then?
    Me: Yeah, I feel gross now.
    Skinny friend:  Ooh, I love getting fed by my mum.
    Fat friend: What did you eat, then?
    Me: Well, I had breakfast because mum woke me up with coffee and egg with soldiers, and I had a snack like just a couple of hours later because she'd been baking these mini muffins and I had two of those with more coffee, then I had a big lunch because she wanted me to test her soup, and we had brie and biscuits about four o'clock and then we had dinner.  I had two servings, and dessert as well.  Fruit crumble.  With ice cream!  And I had wine with dinner.
    Other fat friend: Ummm, what do you normally eat, then?
    Me: Normally I just have coffee for breakfast.  If I'm at work I'll eat lunch but I sometimes forget at home so I'll have something around 3pm, and then dinner about 9pm.
    Average friend:  That's it?
    Skinny friend: Yeah, I like, eat more than your bloaty day on a normal day.
    Fat Friend: Actually, that does sound kinda bloaty.  I couldn't eat that.
    Me: Exactly!  I mean, I had a dessert!
    Skinny friend: And?  I ate that whole chocolate cake in one evening, remember?
    Other fat friend: Yeah, but you have hollow legs.
    Skinny friend: True.  So we just need to make some puches in Vic's thighs for extra stomachs and she can have some of that lemon cheesecake they've got today!
    Me: Noooooooo!  I don't want cheesecake thighs!

    And so on.

    It wasn't until later that it occurred to me that, if all of my friends of all sizes were put on a graph of weight and daily caloric intake, the damn thing would look about as clear as mud.  And if my skinny friends and fat friends and average friends can feel guilt-free about eating more than me, then perhaps I should just enjoy my food and stop stressing?  If I feel bloaty, then I overate for the intake my body wants, but that shouldn't make me feel guilty.  It just means I probably won't feel hungry for a while.  And if I had to choose between my sometimes-forgets-to-eat-anything-if-she's-home, barely operative metabolism for my skinny friend's never-stops-feeling-hungry snack-needing metabolism?  I'd rather be able to feel full and satisfied after a reasonable meal than eat a big dinner and still feel peckish an hour later.

    Gah, it is late and I have work in the morning.  I have more to say on the family visit and HAES, but will leave it until I am less sleepy.

  • GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

    Nice.

    I received this message today in my blog thingy inbox.

     Hi BrokenPorcelainDoll,

    I would like you to join my personal blog community.
    My username at blog.co.uk is: FoodPhilosophy

    Just click on the link below to accept the invitation:
    Invitation

    My personal message to you:
    ---
    Hi, I like your blog and also think I can help you. If you\'re not interested in help, I\'d like to ask you to be my friend anyway. Will you?
    ---

     
    So I followed the link, and the first thing I read?

     The FP brings you a regular digest of forward thinking and truth about why you really can’t stop overeating, ignoring any criticism and cries of pain from the diet industry.

     
    Nice.

    I blog about feminism, about fat acceptance, and about the fact that I hate the fact that my healthy diet and exercise plans are ignored by my doctors as complete lies because they just can't believe that it's possible to be fat and healthy at the same time.  Despite my perfect blood pressure (perfect amazingly, since high BP afflicts my mother and grandmother) and cholesterol?

    And this person thinks I'm interested in this?  In a "Oh no we're not really a diet, not REALLY, but we will stop you from OVEREATING so you LOSE WEIGHT!!!" type "personal blog" that actually links to a company involved in the diet industry?

    Fuck off.

    I don't need you to "help" me, if "helping" means convincing the fatty that she really IS just an overeater, even if she's previously happily taken on 500cal or under diet plans, survived on rationed 1000cal a day food due to sheer poverty and now struggles to manage 3 meals a day.

  • Wonder Woman in Playboy

    Yeah, I know, imaginative title, huh?

    So I've just been watching this whole Playboy thing play out on the internets.  For those of you who live under an even bigger rock than I do, take a look at the latest issue of Playboy.  It basically depicts a reality-TV star, naked, with Wonder Woman-themed body paint.

    Now, I don't like the images.  They seem tacky to me, especially the close-up facial shot with erect nipples and that blase, blowing-about hair thing that has become mandatory for every picture of a woman in existence ever.   I find the poses dull and contrived and if body paint is the bestthey could do, missing out so much of the other costume elements, then they really didn't try very hard.  But I can't honestly say I'm feeling outraged, or even particularly disappointed at the idea of Wonder Woman the Porntastic.

    Yes, Wonder Woman is a feminist icon.  Yes, she was conceived as such and her current writer, Gail Simone, is made of such awesome feminist goodness ON TOP OF arse-kicking creative talent that the feminist, comics-reading community are all passing out with delight.  Yes, it is objectifying and does detract from te idea of Wonder Woman.

    But...

    It's a fap-mag.  I personally am not against porn, per se, only against the strang enotion that seems to be going around that our entire world must be a great, throbing mass of PORN PORN PORN at all times, in all places, however innappropriate or icky, that we must all be porn-worthy in behaviour, appearance and sexual availabilty and that anyone who dislikes any porn ever in their daily lives is just frumpy or jealous.  Ahem.  Anyway...

    I am not against the existence of porn.  I am not against sexual fantasies and people enjoying them.  I'm sure there are more than just a few men and women out there whose favourite adolescent fantasy involved Wonder Woman and her lasso, and it's only natural for the porn industry to want to cash in on this.  Shit, they cash in on everything, and the bondage-tastic Wonder Woman is about as hard to turn into porn as Brokeback Mountain was.

    Admittedly, I would have more respect for the magazine if they had made the photoshoot even slightl witty.  Wonder Woman tying up bad guys, helpless from being "chained by a man", Wonder Woman doing anything that could be thought of as a nod and a wink to the story behind the character, the implied bondage inherent in the early series, or ANYTHING.  But, then again, I wouldn't expect it.  Most of the mainstream fap-mags are nothing but an endless stream of the same dull, unimaginative and contrived poses with "gothic" meaning "wearing dark eyeshadow and a spikey bracelet", "fetish" meaning "wearing a thong with a tiny, tiny chain attached" and "lesbian" meaning "in vague physical contact with another woman".  And if you thought that porn with Wonder Woman in might, perhaps, involve porn about a woman being in power, fficial%26sa%3DN">think again  (WARNING- images NSFW and really quire wrong).  Once more, most porn  will just take a generic fap-worthy image and stick a costume on it.  And that is all that was done here.

    So, while I don't like the pictures, have no fondness for the "article", I can't really say I'm particularly offended.  This is just the porn industry doing what it alwasy does, and I'm happy to let them continue.  It's only when porn invades my life when I'm trying to just enjoy a movie, or read a comic, or walk down the street, or shop for clothes etc that I'm bothered by it.

    ...

    On a lighter note, I found this when googling for images to use.  Now, if comics had their men all dressed like this?  THAT would silence my argument that the portrayal of male and female comic characters is unequal.#

    EDIT

    Okay, Ragnell just clued me into what the REAL reason for the angry is.

    From now on I think I should maybe read more widely before blabbering.

  • More Pretty Nice Guys

    Ragnell over at Written World has written a little something about Nice Guys.

    Ah, this thing does make the rounds regularly, doesn't it?  And I note RMM's comments that we're exercising our own privelege over men by decrying nice guys who apparently have, not rights, but responsibilities.  I think this was in response, partly, to a comment about men not making the move and asking women out.  I could be confused however, so please check the comments and draw your own conclusions.

    Here's the thing, though.  The whole Nice Guy thing isn't about that.  It's about entitlement and bitterness.

    We've all dated at least one Nice Guy. For men, there was the one who was loving and kind and romantic and creepily told me he loved me after all of one week together, then dumped me after three months and wrote me a three page letter explaining why. Apparently me being a virgin, and him being my first boyfriend weren't enough reason for me to not be ready for sex after only 3 months. He didn't put it quite like that of course, lots of "why won't you let me get close to you?" and "I only want to share myself with you totally" before he got to the nitty gritty. Then there was the one who gave me his virginity and to whom I gave mine and then, when we broke up and I continued to date while he was unable to attract other women, used me for guilt sex and pity sex for two years. Obviously it's my own damn fault for complying, but I felt so guilty, being all happy with my life while he wasn't.

    ***

    See there are genuinely nice guys out there.  They are nice.  Then there are Nice Guys, otherwise known as True Gentlemen.  And those guys aren't very nice, at all.

    A nice guy, a genuine one, is similar in superficial appearance to a Nice Guy, but his motivations are different, his beliefs different, and his approach is different.  I'm using capitals to distinguish between genuine nice people and people who merely act out the stereotype of niceness.

    A nice guy may behave in a polite and courteous manner.  He may choose to do something like, say, opening a door for a person carrying a heavy load, offer to help a friend out by letting them store stuff at his place during a move, or lending a hand carrying over furniture.  He may choose to offer his shoulder and emotional support to friends who're suffering from bad times, an ugly break-up, family fall-outs, illness and the like.  He may choose to protect his friends when they are in peril, or at risk of peril, because he cares about them.  A nice guy has every right to expect that, in return for the respect and kindness and assistance he provides, he may ask for respect and kindness and assistance. The nice guy does what he does because he is kind, and he cares, and he listens to his friends because he is genuinely interested in what they have to say.

    A Nice Guy, however, looks at the world differently.

    A Nice Guy may behave in a polite and courteous manner to attractive women, or in the presence of attrative women.  He may choose to open the door for a woman, offer to assist a woman with heavy lifting during a move, or letting said woman crash with him for a day or two.  A Nice Guy may offer a shoulder to cry on for attractive women he knows when they are feeling vulnerable, when they are suffering from an ugly break-up or family problems.  He may protect attractive women when they appear to be in peril, or at risk of peril.  However, in return for kindness, the appearance of respect and assistance, the Nice Guy feels he is entitled to sex, physical intimacy.  The kindness he offers is offered with the expectation, whether conscious and planned or not, of payment.  A Nice Guy doesn't listen to what the attractive women heknows have to say because he is interested, but because he wants to think of himself, and have women think of him, as a Good Listener.

    A Nice Guy will feel at times bitter that he doesn't get the return he expects.  A Nice Guy will say things or think things like "The number of times I've practically carried Emma back to her flat when she was catatonic from drink and put her to bed, and I never tried anything!  And she just goes off and picks this random jerk!".  The fact that he did not take the opportunity to sexually assault a barely conscious female friend is seen as something he deserves a reward for, not as basic human decency.

    A Nice Guy will despair that his female friends all seem to date people that he perceives as "jerks", when the Perfect Man is obviously staring them in the face!

    And if a Nice Guy does find a woman, he doesn't actually get any better.  At this point, he likely will become the Ultimate Romantic, showering his loved one with gifts, paying for dinner on dates, buying her drinks and expensive birthday and Christmas presents.  In return, he will expect his every sexual whim to be fulfilled AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.  On the first date, the very night they start dating, the moment he expresses interest, etc.  And every delay to that, while the woman decides whether or not she is ready, is her "taking him for a ride".  See, really she is just a prostitute to him.  One that gets paid in chocolate and jewellery, rather than hard cash.  He may have other expectations as well, such as being allowed to set his own rules in the relationship, possibly without telling her what they are, and other arbitrary things.  He expects to instantly receive the lovelife of his dreams in exchange for trinkets.

    And if the relationship ends, he will try to remain friends.  Try to keep things open.  And will continue to remain close and happy with his ex... right up until the moment she starts showing interest in having another relationship ever again, ever.  At that moment, she is The Bitch.  She used him, he bought her all those presents, took her to Paris, paid for her damn car and she just used him until she had dried him out.  Now the little slut is off doing the same thing to some other guy or, instead, going after some jerk.

    In short, a Nice Guy sees every attractive woman as potential sex.  Not as a person, but as a thing.  A comoditiy that he wants a part of.  He acts like a nice person out of this desire, not out of any genuine niceness, becomes bitter about any woman who does not reciprocate his interest- regardless of her reasons for doing so.  He expects all women to see him as potential sex, just as he sees them.  He may see women as either manipulative bithces and whores when they don't comply with his desires.

    ***

    The other thing I'm interested in is this idea that men are obligated, somehow having a responsibility, that women do not.  If it is the responsibility to be "manly", then what is this manliness?  Some stereotypes I know are...

    • Being physically strong.
    • Not crying.
    • Being loud, possibly slightly aggressive.
    • Liking violence and violent things.
    • Being heterosexual, and dressing/acting in whatever manner his culture sees as heterosexual.
    • Not caring about his own physical appearance overmuch (ie, no metrosexuals).
    • Being really into sex and sports.
    • Making the first move.
    • Protecting women, and their honour.
    • Taking the bar tab for women, paying for dinner, etc.
    Now, who decided men should have these "responsibilities"?  Not many women that I know.  In fact, as a child and then teen I recall many conversations and lectures from the women in my life- my mother, aunts, grandmother, female teachers, doctors, etc specificaly warning me about certain male behaviour.  Things like "a truly strong man isn;t afraid to cry- men who refuse to have issues" and "keep away from aggressive and loud men- they are likely to be arses" and especially "never let a man buy you a drink, never let him buy you dinner- always offer to go halves, and if he refuses make sure you buy him a drink or dinner in return- never be in a man's debt".  Admittedly, such advice was given out to protect against rape and coercion, rather than being about men-in-general.

    As far as I can tell, in most cases the people who reinforce and expect men to live up to the ideal of manliness are... other men.  And 've known plenty of men who simply don't fit the ideal at all and are still accepted by both male and female peers.  So do these "responsibilities" realy exist?  Or is it just the flipside of the very same patriarchy that feminists feel needs getting rid of?

    If a man chooses to be "manly" then, well, that's up to him and more luck to him if that makes him happy.  But it certainly isn't something we women enforce on men and certainly isn't a sign of any privelege that we have.  The privelege to be treated as the weaker sex, but with the more apparently positive aspects of this emphasised?  No thank you.

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