Quality & Equality
I was flipping through the radio yesterday on the drive home and I caught a couple of minutes of this guy's show. He was telling a girl that only fat and ugly women like the show "Ugly Betty," so she must fat. She is 5'6" and weighs 135, and he said she had "junk in the trunk" and "should" weigh 125. (I love how guys like this think they have the first clue what 5'6" and 135 looks like--or that the same height and weight looks the same on all women.)
The caller said that she didn't think she was fat, and that also he was sending a terrible message to young girls because "we have more to offer than how we look." (Which is, of course, the message of "Ugly Betty.") His response was that "men don't care" and that "high-quality men who are rich, successful, and wealthy" (yes, he said both rich and wealthy) "we" (yes, he said "we") "don't care what else you have to offer." After a few more minutes where he patted himself on the back for "telling it like it is" I switched it off in disgust.
Sure, this chick is fat like Tyra Banks is fat. Obviously this guy's schtick is to be a sexist blowhard asshole, he's not the first and he certainly won't be the last. But the interesting thing to me was that he was really emphasizing "high-quality" men as being successful men with money. I had this sudden realization that perhaps the pressure that women have to be thin might be equivalent to the pressure men have to be successful and rich. I always think men have it easy, but maybe they don't; it's just a different kind of pressure in a different area of their lives.
Of course, I know that these type of "high-quality" men exist, and they don't want women to weigh more than 125 pounds or whatever. And I am sure there are plenty of "high-quality" women who are into that sort of thing. But there are also rich and successful career women, men who don't define themselves by job title or bank account balance, and men and women of all shapes and sizes who find each other and love each other for what they are, not for their adherence to some totally imaginary ideal. Thank god we've got Match.com and America Ferrera to help us figure it all out.