Writely So 365

21/09/2009

Mermaid or Whale

Filed under: General — writely so 365 @ 5:52 PM

I received this in an email.  It certainly makes you think and can be applied to quite a few situations in life.

Recently in a large French city a poster featuring a young, thin and tan woman appeared in the window of a gym.  It said:

This summer do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?

A middle aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match those on the poster responded publicly to the question posed by the gym.

To Whom It May Concern:

Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions and curious humans).  They have an active sex life, they get pregnant and have adorable baby whales.  They have a wonderful time with dolphins stuffing themselves with shrimp.  They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places life Patagonia, the Barren Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia.  Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs.  They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans.  They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.

Mermaids don’t exist.  If they did exist, they would be lining up outside offices of the Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity crisis.  Fish or human?  They don’t have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them not to mention how could they have sex?  Therefore they don’t have kids either.  Not to mention who want to get close to a girl who smells life a fish store?

The choice is pretty clear to me, I want to be a whole.

We are in an age when media puts into our head the idea that only skinny people are beautiful but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who makes me shiver and a piece of chocolate with my friends.  With time we gain weight because accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room it distributes out to the rest of our bodies.  So we aren’t heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated and happy.  Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, “Good gosh, look how smart I am.”

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