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Fat People Need Love Too

from Jim E. Brown Sings His Love Songs by Jim E. Brown

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Fat People Need Love Too. The title says it all, and it’s a message I believe in.
I’ve had trouble with my weight for my entire life. Too many eggs and too much liquor and wine has made me obese. I wrote this song to reflect on the fact that fat people are imperfect but still deserving of all the things that skinny folk have at their disposal.

When I was 14 I was a rotund sack of flesh. I’d spend my days drinking Bellhaven Scottish Stout and Nikita Imperial Vodka and eating loads of boiled eggs and brown loaves of bread from the can. I’d spend my evenings reading all about Phish on the Phantasy Tour forums. I imagine many of my Phish loving cohort were as obese as me. I imagined all of us rolling around in a room together nude, our fat flesh bobbing up and down in a communal ritual in celebration of the human body.

But that was just a fantasy. The truth was that I sat looking at Phantasy Tour crying bitter tears. One reason I hate crying is that my tears taste like shit. I’m sure that many of the regular contributors to Phantasy Tour spend lots of time crying. And there’s nothing wrong with that.

I remember after witnessing the brutal suicide of Lunch Lady Grazelda Walters I would cry daily. She smashed her own head in with a hammer and that wasn’t a very pretty sight. The Headmaster, Dean Withersby couldn’t have cared less about the death of one his most valuable employees. Lunch Lady Grazelda Walters had been preparing the slop at Shacklesbury Heights for 36 years, but of course he replaced her within a day. Lunch Lady Grazelda Walters was chubby herself. I wonder if she felt stigmatized by society’s insistence that women be petite with Barbie-like figures. My father was always rail thin (a male model), but he had pus-filled boils that would appear on his face as an allergic reaction to drugs like Ambient.

Darlene never took umbrage with my weight. She was also rather thick, just like me. She had a penchant for eating eggs and Gushers, just like me. My third food of choice is Canned Brown Bread. But Darlene’s third food of choice was Crabcakes. She loved a good Crabcake. I remember once taking her out to eat at Dmitris Tapas Taverna in East Didsbury. They didn’t serve Crabcakes or Gushers or Eggs or Canned Bread. What a shithole. We ended up ordering two cocktails (Redbull Vodka) just to be polite. But we got in a big fight that night.

Darlene said that she never understood the appeal of Phish.
“You’re kidding, right?” I said, concerned.
“I mean, maybe they’re ok…it just seems their music is a bit meandering is all.” Darlene responded.
I instinctively flipped the table over. Patrons from the other tables at the restaurant looked frightened.
Darlene shrieked.
“Shut the fuck up!” I yelled.

Darlene ran off. I watched her disappear down Liverpool Road.

I could have chased after her. I could have called her. I could have texted. I could have done something, anything.

But I did nothing. That was the last time I’d ever see Darlene. And to this day I still regret yelling at her. I lost the love of my life in argument over Phish. Was it worth it? No, no it was not.


It just goes to show that we think is of the utmost importance one minute turns out to be a load of utter crap the next.

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from Jim E. Brown Sings His Love Songs, released March 5, 2021

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Poet and Artist/Activist Jim E. Brown was born in Manchester on September 10, 2001, just one day before the 911.

He is an alcoholic and has several degenerative conditions.

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