"I teach you the fat-lover. Normies is something that shall be overcome. What have you done to overcome him?
All beings so far have created something beyond themselves; and do you want to be the ebb of this great flood and even go back to the beasts rather than overcome the normies? What is the ape to man? A laughingstock or a painful embarrassment. And the normie shall be just that for the fat-lover: a laughingstock or a painful embarrassment...
Behold, I teach you the fat-lover. The fat is the meaning of the earth. Let your will say: the fat shall be the meaning of the earth! I beseech you, my brothers, remain faithful to the fat, and do not believe those who speak to you of otherworldly thinness!"
Memes aside, I while I do agree wholeheartedly with your take on the subject, I do sympathize somewhat with the cucks who fail to put through their will in their lives. They bow their heads in shame and ebb out a miserly life, leaving no lasting imprint even on the snow they walk on, so weak is their will.
I find myself in the tension of disagreeing with many norms of our society, but (as Nietzsche argued), life is fucking hard if you go against the grain. These people are obviously too weak to do so, even on a relatively minor matter such as a sexual preference for fat. If things are to change and fat de-stigmatized, the discourses and narratives need to be changed. But changing the discourse and narrative on fat requires people to actively redefine the them with great force and elan. And who can actually be bothered to do so in the age of Ozempic? And who can be successful doing so? None, probably. Therefore, the fat-lover truly is the übermensch.
Hope you are doing well in the trenches, Ivan. Would be a shame to see such a beacon of based-dom, in a land devoid of such, be extinguished. Know that I stand with you and would not trade the warmth of a soft woman by my side for even the most terrible scorn from my peers.