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Friday, July 23, 2004

Self-immolation And Hunger

This is something I have always wanted to share with you all. It’s taken from Naomi Wolf’s book, The Beauty Myth. This is disturbing but so true! This is about the bulimia and anorexia phenomena and the double standard that women face in terms of reaction from the world. Anyway enjoy (if you can) and ponder:

There is a disease spreading. It taps on the shoulder America’s firstborn sons, its best and brightest. At its touch, they turn away from food. Their bones swell out from receding flesh. Shadows invade their faces. They walk slowly, with the effort of old men. A white spittle forms on their lips. They can swallow only pellets of bread, and a little thin milk. First tens, then hundreds, then thousands, until among the most affluent families, one young son in five is stricken. Many are hospitalized, many die.

The boys of the ghetto die young, and America has lived with that. But these boys are the golden ones to whom the reins of the world are to be lightly tossed: the captain of the Princeton football team, the head of the Berkeley debating club, the editor of the Harvard Crimson. Then a quarter of the Dartmouth rugby team falls ill; then a third of Yale’s secret societies. The heirs, the cream, the fresh delegates to the nation’s forum selectively waste away.

The American disease spreads eastward. It strikes young men at the Sorbonne, in London’s Inns of Court, in the administration of the Hague, in the Bourse, in the universities of Edinburgh and Salamanca. They grow thin and still more thin. They can hardly speak aloud. They lose their libido, and can no longer make an effort to joke or argue. When they run or swim, they look appalling: buttocks collapsed, tailbones protruding, knees knocked together, ribs splayed in a shelf that stretches their papery skin. There is no medical reason.

The disease mutates again. Across America, it becomes apparent that for every well-born living skeleton there are at least three other young men, also bright lights, who do something just as strange. Once they have swallowed their steaks and wine, now they hide away, to thrust their fingers down their throats and spew out all the nourishment in them. They wander back, shaking and pale. Eventually they arrange their lives so that they can spend hours each day hunched over like that, their highly trained minds telescoped around two shameful holes: mouth, toilet; toilet, mouth.

What is happening to our fine young me, in their brush cuts and khaki trousers? It hurts to look at them. At their expense-paid lunches, they hide their medallions of veal under lettuce leaves. Secretly, they purge. They vomit after matriculation banquets and after tailgate parties at the Game. The men’s room in the Oyster Bar reeks with it.

How would America react to the mass self-immolation by hunger of its favourite sons? How would Western Europe absorb the export of such a disease? One would expect an emergency response: crisis task forces convened in congressional hearing rooms, unscheduled alumni meetings, the best experts money can hire, cover stories in news and magazines, blame and counter-blame, bulletins, warnings, symptoms, updates; an epidemic blazoned in boldface red. The sons of privilege are the future; the future is committing suicide.

Of course this is all happening right now, only with a gender difference. The institution that shelter and promote these diseases are hibernating. The public conscience are fast asleep. The world is not coming to an end because the cherished child in five who “chooses” to die slowly is a girl.

Up to one tenth of young American women, up to one fifth of women students in the US are locked into one-woman hunger camps. When they fall, there are no memorial services, no intervention through awareness programs, no formal messages from their schools and the colleges that the society prefers its young women to eat and thrive rather than sicken and die.

The weight-loss cult recruits women form an early age, and eating diseases are the cult’s bequest. Anorexia and bulimia are female maladies: From 90 to 95 percent of anorexics and bulimics are women. America, which has the greatest number of women who have made it into the male sphere, also leads the world with female anorexia.

The medical effects of anorexia include hypothermia, bradycardia (impaired heartbeat), lanugo (growth of body hair), infertility and death. The medical effects of bulimia include dehydration, electrolyte imbalance, epileptic seizure, abnormal heart rhythm and death. Babies and children underfed by weight-conscious mothers are suffering from stunted growth, delayed puberty and failure to thrive.

-Naomi Wolf, The Beauty Myth

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes,
bulimia and anorexia aren't an easy phenomena in North America. I still have an hardtime to understand why the american socity is so focus on pretty slim person.

I like this quote from Euripide to picture the situation :

L'apparence n'est rien ; c'est au fond du coeur qu'est la plaie.
[Euripide]

So, have a nice day,
Mathieu

12:04 pm

 
Blogger roachz said...

Je te comprends, Mathieu. C'est la raison je deteste les gens que ne mangent pas.

11:09 pm

 
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