No Contest…

What would you rather be: thin and mad, or fat and sane? As far as I’m concerned, there’s no contest – I’d rather be sane, and if that means I’m fat, then so be it. And yet, reading this report in Prospect, it’s as though the authors almost wish that the young woman who is the subject of the story remained thin – i.e. beautiful in their terms – and hence insane. This seems to me to be bizarre – and it’s clearly infuriated Zuzu over at Feministe; I can see why.